My Highness, Where Will You Stand ...A Poem by Desert Knave... when I finally make land
Tell me, please, just where will you stand
My Majesty, when I make land Will it be two steps above me So that your sweet lips can love me After I've whispered all my lies While staring straight into your eyes In the way I know you demand Of a knave under your command So, tell me, my Queen sweet and wee Who I'll worship eternally Where, my Majesty, will you stand When our first kiss, at last, makes land Jim Lonsdale Poetry 2025
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Added on August 4, 2025 Last Updated on August 4, 2025 AuthorDesert KnavePhoenix, AZAboutI am in my mid-60's, a manic-depressive, seldom impressive, often recessive poet who loves the ocean, rain, the desert, and playing with rhyme. I am a native Arizonan, a Virgo, and a hair metal fan an.. more.. |

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