She enters my mind fondly
a ray of solstice for my eye
focused in an image akin
to the brightest star in the sky
In description of this Goddess
I find it difficult and rare
to chance I should encounter
one more beauteous and fair
Her gaze I find alluring
for deception is not seen
the qualities of which belong
to none other than a queen
The years she owns are tender
although it matters not her age
for it is betrayed by press of quill
when it is poured upon the page
With the wisdom of a wizard
and the talent of artist grand
it is pure gold in midst of tinsel
that is released from gentle hand
She doth not escape my notice
nor shall she ever fall from grace
with indelibly eloquent whispers
that inspire my heart to race
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