My heart is damaged
I crowned to the king how did this to me
because in time I will bring him to his knees,
the one who says he truly loves me.
The habitations of all things which dwells
I thank God for the beauty he has given to me
I was once from the cities
what a pity
that had once consumed my heart
in true fashion of what I call fake love
where men gathered around just too blazing the town.
where the King roams
just to look once more into each other’s eyes
yet that was never a surprise,
I thank God for this love of my life.

- Judy Emery © 1983
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery