the way your presence shouts,
commands the world to pay
obeisance to her imperial
majesty,
compels the undivided awe
of years,
trembles the ground,
you walk in conscious beauty,
unconsciously;
you laugh,
and against all protestations of this
soul,
you clamp the shackles
and seal the binding
of my fall.
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May 30, 2009 by guerdon