The nights are cold and talk is cheap
A bud of love grew from her sheets
Happy high on her heavenly throne
Eternal love - it's all she's known
They spend days and months together
He speaks words to her of forever
A dream come true she finds at last
Profound love he assures he's cast
A queen of wands appears on the scene
He trades his goddess to spill his seed
In her trance he lies his love away
His goddess yearns his return, dies each day
How will she ever see the sunshine bright again?
How will he ever make up for all of his sins?
She loves but hates for all he’s done
She can’t recall how to be alone
Forced to pay with pain and tears
For a crime that was not even hers
Bitterness sinks in,
She plots sin against his
She trades her sovereignty for some peace
In spiteful words the truth she speaks
As she watches her bridges burn
Thoughts calm her -he can’t return
Freedom from her lovers spell
Release acceded her from hell
A smile returns upon her face
Through vindication her pain replaced
Oh how she would have done anything for him
Her riches wasted on a thankless man
High price she paid for what was done
A low return he gets for that wand
A childish joy he gets to keep
For there’s no replacing a goddess, with a queen.
--Shaman Chitta
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