The brilliant Queen’s scroll

if i could buy

all the words

that speak what i

cant say,

and polish them

in candied love

so rise the sun

each day,

to own each line

borne out of truth

that held

these little hands,

and know once more

just what they mean

unlost in

tortured sands,

-if i could hold

each letter once

or more

if youd have stayed,

id give you deed

to all i could

and love the price

ive paid,

and singing on

in screaming hope

in floured


i’d dance on yet

in fortitude

of all that you

gave me,

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