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The Majestics


 

Oh, your majesties,

you stun me to the core

with your glorious beauty.

The eyes of an old sage,

shine infinite wisdom,

pouring into and over,

everything in your paths.

Oh, how I wish 

to be in your presence!

I'd bow graciously,

and throw the petals

of the most luxurious flowers

known to man,

under your feet.

Please think of me,

while remembering...

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Lana Dawn

Love writing poetry, singing, dancing and reading poetry. Married with 2 kids :) Not here to flirt, btw!! Can't wait to read some great poetry here. Been gone a looong time.

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