When a queen meets a lionheart at last
The sun crowns the moon with rays of gold
Her broken heart is a thing of the past
And rejuvenated are the love stories of old
The queen has been reigning only a year
Already at war with legions of terror and ghosts
The lionhearted one, she will light the path up clear
Cast aside at first by many and most
She brings the wisps that burn so brightly
Tearing shadows, while the queen draws her blade
Her arms are strong and her feet tread lightly
A second heroine in that moment is made
When settled have the myriad specks of dust
The glowing feel of peace arises instead
The terror army's swords turn to rust
And its last remainders have long since fled
Lionheart and her queen settle with each other
Finding again the lights within their hearts
While individual flaws still did bother
They were now stronger than their single parts
No other shadow army ever stood a chance
For queen and lionheart did the mending
The past they never gave a second glance
As they embraced their happy ending
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Bright
Poetry"But their falling tears ignited sparks Forming stars, cunning and smart Swirling together, clear and bright" A small collection of poems written for Pride Month and the Pen Your Pride write-a-thon.
