MY QUEEN Here she comes, The woman wearing a dress, As red as blood; Her hair, as black as charcoal, With a skin as white as milk. Her eyes seemed to speak, Thousands of words, Shining like stars in the sky; On her soft lips was a smile, As sweet as honey. She walks like a goddess, Full of confidence; As if enchanted, I was stunned, By her alluring beauty. She is my queen, The queen of my heart, And I am her king, Who promise to love her, Till the end of time. #minds