Poems You Have Never Read

She sat her throne, imprisoned with God at her sideThe sweetest of slaves given sweetest of freedomsHer beauty tolled in her heart the sweetest of bellsTruer to tone, that the humming bird at flower.No one stroked her tresses in desire foul playLest angeled legions sound trumpets chastising dirgeYet hers was an earthly song sing more musical thanA thousand stringed lyre, melody of sweetest song,Dr...