I will allow you to be my love
guiding me while I ride earth's roads,
traveling through different time-zones
wishing to physically picture your prose,
I will let you be my home,
my private sanctuary protecting me from all things falsely scary
until I'm dead and we are spiritually married,
you are my tree of life blessing me with knowledge,
but not making me hide in the bush covering up because I disobeyed God's voice,
You are my Queen beckoning me through troubled waters with your divine light;
Your Responses are my home
every time I enter your realm
loving your healing hugs and reciprocating your love
giving you everything you deserve and more...
your words bring so much joy into my cipher,
with Queen182 I'm a poetical lifer
doing my time patiently because I love when her words grace me...
thanks isn't enough for always being my Light
when all others get dim...
you are the 182nd Queen of my realm
when I physically see you I will delicately take your hand, kiss it and bow...