Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Majestic











Majestic...that's what you are
I tremble at the whisper of your name
Swallows guide your feet
While stars form your halo
Darkness scatter like ripples in your wake

But how would I know?
Its more than I could handle
But how would I know?
It's always too late

Majestic...that's who you are
The room brightens upon the touch of your sight
Rivers sigh and fold before your path
Scared creatures elate at your presence

But how would I know?
Its more than I could handle
But how would I know?
It's always too late

Majestic...that's who you are
Knaves and knights kneel together beside you
I genuflect in gentle supplication
Subjugated by merciful consolation

But how would I know?
Its more than I could handle
But how would I know?
It's always too late

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