The King and His bride

Incomparable beauty.
Well sculpted, no look alike!
Your Sceptre speaks righteousness.
Set aside from your companions,
Your heart drips fragrant oil.
The young men sing your praises,
The maids dance in honor of your deeds.
Your sword is strapped about your loins.
Your enemies tremble at the sight of you.
Your arrows break your enemies hearts.
Your foes eat the dust!
They beg for mercy,
But they find it not!
Your throne is in the Throne!
Dance to the sweet music that comes
from the throne room.
You deserve every good thing!

Royalties wait on her.
She's all glitters!
Her wedding dress dazzles!
Majestic in words, work and movement,
The virgins of the land look up to her.
She's never idle.
The King don the garments made with
her dexterous fingers
Her King desires her beauty...
Even the Queen of Tyre pay homage
Blessed among women!
Favored by the King!


I am a Queen and my King is mine!

By:
IGHOLO-ULOHO Divine

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