Poetry

You Should See Me on My Throne

With my head high. Happy. And open to receive. Have you got gifts?


When the stars align
And the moon shines
Maybe, maybe I’ll make you mine

Your gaze does nothing
If you’re afraid to approach
But luring me in is no easy task

Little did I know
My true nature
Has never been to serve

Bound to be King
Powerful, attractive, dangerous
Yet still kind at heart

You should see me on my throne
Approach with integrity and grace
Earn the seat beside me

Present your love
Fulfil my heart’s desire
Connect to my soul

I’m not here to rule you
Nor am I to be ruled
Emerge, embrace, unite

Take my hand
Let’s walk together
Seize most precious moments

Until the day it’s time to go
Back home, into the star clusters
Only wiser and ready to be born anew

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