The Crown Jewels

December 7, 2009
In the Palace
The sharp aroma of cinnamon stimulating
My senses
I stroll across the floor elegantly

I hear the salute of the guards
As they open the doors to my throne room
I feel my silk robes caress my arms
I gently settle into the throne

The keeper of the Royal Crown
Comes forward with extreme care
And places the jeweled piece
Upon my delicate head.

Time slows down and I see every detail
My limbs now jagged points
My eyes unmoving and broken
My mind slowly going blank

I am the Crown Jewels

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Powd3er said...
Jan. 19, 2010 at 2:30 pm
This poem has great flow and insight.
I really enjoyed it.
Lovely poem darling =]
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