My Spring Queen

When I saw you at that night, by the first time,

I though: “She really does a man heart’s chime!”

They say the best way is, ahead, straight,

But why am I so shamed and afraid?

Sitting on the square bench, reigning over the place

My knees shook and the love took me in its lace.

With your little brother, the prince, in your shrine

Soon I knew that the world will always be fine.

As the vision of the Eternity that the men startle,

The view of your swiftness my heart throttles.

But, although your face be, in my heart, a flash,

All my love I will, from you, stash.

Sing, my sweet Queen of beauty rife,

Swing, laugh and Dance,

I still waiting my chance

To pass with you the rest of my life.

Your humble servant,

X.