My Queen

Adored to the point of unfair expectations

My Queen

she cast her magic glance my way

I lower my eyes so she cannot see

that this common man would ever dare

I practice this routine every day

taking in all of her wondrous beauty

hoping she does not see my stare

she wonders aloud shes asks me why

would I worship her when she is human too

she cannot understand my internal fire

her gentle voice brings a tear to my eye

I have loved no one like I have loved you

I tell her she is my only desire

and as these silken thoughts release

maybe I am not quite fair

setting her standards way to high

my expectations unreal as they increase

the scent of lilacs in her golden hair

I take a backward step as I hear her sigh

you ask too much of me my kind sir

I need not your bowing head

I need my freedom I need some space

she gives her love incensed with myrrh

you must accept without strings of dread

to stop these tears glistening my face

Gomer LePoet....

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Now this was an awesome poem straight from ones heart to anothers.
It would be so nice to be ones queen so to speak. I have often wondered what that would be like, to be adored and loved by one, and treated as though she was this persons queen and he her king. But Im sure this person you speak of would love the affection, maybe there are circumstances that get in the way, maybe she is just not use to this sort of treatment. LOL Even so Im sure she appreciates the love given. We all need space at sometime in our lives, circumstances in our lives can be overwhelming.
What a lovely, thoughtful poem Gomer, I feel it is trully love when one is able to step back, take a back seat to whatever is going on in the others life. For there will come that time when they can come together again.
You are a wonderful person, friend, writer, poet. Such a treasure.
Thanks for sharing this with me Mr. Gomer LePoet.