With what should I compare her
black tresses to the inky dark nights 
her rosy lips to the just-bloomed roses
her eyes were sparkling stars 
and her teeth were the pearls from the ocean 
the shores were her milky curves 
and she encompassed the colours of the earth
she smelled like petrichor 
that turned me on 
yearned to bottle up her scent
her limbs were like the fluid reeds
that swayed as she pleased 
silvery stars were her hair adornments 
her dresses were of the finest silks
her bodice was fitted with sparkling gemstones
that dazzled like a thousand suns 
she ruled the galaxies 
with an iron fist 
that everyone bowed to her 
her chariot was drawn by ferocious lions 
and she kept tigers as her pet 
birds of paradise woke her up 
and peacocks danced for her merriment 
mortals fawned over her striking beauty 
and she was lusted by everyone 
her court was resplendent 
with glittering jewels 
that were bought from the chasm of the earth
her coffers were filled to the brim 
and spread her bounty to every nook and corner 
burlesque men waited at her bidding 
and voluptuous women at her beck and call
she commanded a fear 
and demanded reverence 
from those around her 
that nobody had the gall to say no
she struck fear in the hearts of the enemies
and love in those near and dear
she was swift to rule 
and slow to love 
she was akin to the Mother Earth 
that bore everyone alike 
she had a generous heart 
but her sting was like the scorpion 
she flashed the hues of the rainbow
and unforgiving like the lightning 
she was the incarnation of the celestial being 
that I had the chance of holding 
wanted to serve her every whim
and fill her with my love 
till the brim 
till she is a glutton for my taste
and centuries will pass 
till I get tired 
of her seductive grace.

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