The queen attends
Content and approves
Of the offerings the artisans bring.
Well most of them.
Her army keeps the boundaries watch
So that she can listen
To the greater wisdom
Of the air.

But the queen is thinking
About how she thought
Her panties were white,
Until she saw them up next
To your white skin,
And how surprised she was
At the relativity
Of time in the face of
The constant speed of life,
And .....
....fun.
And ivory is the new virginal.

-jenn