The Poet's Queen

The Poet's Queen

You love me, so I am a poet.

My present self is a reflection of your love.

The sky, the air, the morning light,

The evening stars on days of separation,

The reddish sun of the east –

They all embrace me with the warmth of closeness

And love me because you love me.

Engulfed in your love, my own

Suddenly, your arrival has begun a new hope for me.

In your presence, you stealthily transform into a flute.