Excellency exuding
from the straightness of her spine.
Black hair, black clothes,
gold jewellery;
the feminine divine.
She gets called intimidating
by those with lesser style.
She'll put your photo on her altar,
cast a spell to make you smile.
A true sight to behold:
a woman in her power.
Winking, laughing, spinning;
behind each ear, a flower.
She'll bless you with her loving
if you're open to receive.
Bend to show devotion
and she'll meet you on her knees.
Evil lives inside her
but she chooses to abstain.
Says morality's in equal parts
between the heart and brain.
Cross her once, repent,
and if you're lucky you'll be
pardoned.
But twice – you'll be the offering
of a ritual in her garden.
Oct 28, 2025
Oct 28, 2025 at 12:23 AM UTC
Excellency exuding
from the straightness of her spine.
Black hair, black clothes,
gold jewellery;
the feminine divine.
She gets called intimidating
by those with lesser style.
She'll put your photo on her altar,
cast a spell to make you smile.
A true sight to behold:
a woman in her power.
Winking, laughing, spinning;
behind each ear, a flower.
She'll bless you with her loving
if you're open to receive.
Bend to show devotion
and she'll meet you on her knees.
Evil lives inside her
but she chooses to abstain.
Says morality's in equal parts
between the heart and brain.
Cross her once, repent,
and if you're lucky you'll be
pardoned.
But twice – you'll be the offering
of a ritual in her garden.
Request permission to use this poem