Like Chess pieces, King takes Queen.
They are side by side.
Bow to no man, but bent knee for the Queen.
Nothing to hide, she hides nothing,
His Castle is her Lair.
Surrounded by pawns to do her bidding.
Three kingdoms are for her to share.
She rules the kings, who are we kidding?
On her hand, Wears three golden rings.
She is the Lay of the Land.
Queen is full of Kings.
Queen of Hearts, is fully content.
A Royal flush, Insatiable appetite, a lust for gold.
Queen of the Knights, with a stiff hand, she rules.
The Queen is with child so it is told.
Those that tried are cast on the ship of fools.
Suitors, adulteries all in denial.
Jesters may joke but only in jest.
Cross her, one would never dare.
Her bed now empty, for the wicked, no rest.
No one is willing to exchange a blow for a stare.
The Queen of the castle, Dungeon to tower.
One never knows where the blow may land.
She is in control she has the power.
Queen for the day, Ruler in hand.
Richard Orszulak Sept. 18, 2021