I would call you a queen except
a queen dies crown lain forgotten, her rule an ancient memory.
You are a deity the embodiment of
with a reign of immortality
and he does not deserve your love this one mortal who cowers at your feet
or to rest his gaze upon your form in adoration, speechless awe
as you catch a gleam alive in his lecherous eye,
finding a thief.
And so, you will laugh for eternity
at the meagre man who thought to thwart
to steal your ethereal beauty for himself to hold your heart of gold
that would drag him down
from its sheer Power, Passion, Potential
that one so weak could never wield.