Queen

When born again of fire; ascended
He flew with passion and desire

In the midst of clouds he found her
Like a revelation, as birds conspire

She was peace, a rose, the wine
Her heart; warm, unable to hate

For she was like a summer’s day
Not gloom for him to illuminate

Love urged her to embrace the dark
So she became one with the night

He kneels to her, calls her queen
Unleashing his blaze in all his might

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