This past queen hanging high from thread seams
Her woven eyes appraise me
Am I good enough?
Am I ready?
No to both, she tells me her face serene
'Too Late To Late'
Chorus the surrounding paintings
For now I am queen in all but crown,
No matter how much the tapestries
among
others disagree
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Crowned: Poetry Novel [GxG] [Lesbian]
PoetryMeet the new ruler. Her position, more than just a pretty title. It's up for grabs. Because in this monarchy; you never kno...