Black Diamond: TSAR ARTHUR
Black Diamond
```Regal stunning, humble throned, Black Diamond holds court,
By viral means these days,no carriage with 30 servants to bear her,
from village to village dressed in sacred feathers,
To bless her people, young male suitors,
Now she leaps just instantly on quick snap horses electric,
From country to country, connection to connection,
With bold presence, eyes sturdy able sure to read what’s
True and what may appear so good, but inside stinks rotten
Her body, her home, no one else’s, only her fingers unlock the door, her own hands let down her drapery
Call that wanted one to enter, walk softly close, let her palms touch first
Be assured no other intention hides a snake to strike out from its lair
Just mourning doves of descent love, kind, reflective soft giving love
Willing to sacrifice, share good weather and bad
Work out the hard not just enjoy the easy
Woman of courage, certain boundaries for sure
The ones that safeguard her from any misuse
Plunder or some sacrilege, left only with ill-repute
Yelling before her litanies of scorn
Not for her that fate, for strong of sense and muscle
Heart and bone, she is Black Diamond as I have told
Be careful her boundaries can bite, should you think she is playing
Black Diamond doesn’t tease, she’s only deciphering what her ways of knowing
Have found to translate about your words, your eyes
The heart of your intentions
If what she finds does not add up, but shows some beast beneath your clothes
You’ll most likely face a dreadful fate, painful enough to fit your sin, your crime
Your thoughtlessness, your fancy scheme to schmooze this forest girl
Queen of body, royal designer, artist molding her precious goals
Wise Amazon no feckless child
Black Diamond seeks her own man to walk beside her
She, never under or behind, since she abides in the land
Where there is neither queen nor king
Only lovers’ together, vowed flesh entwined by the shaman’s holy
Mystical chants, keep secure what two heart’s desire
Want to protect, seek to strengthen
The font for both to always find solace, prosper courage
That my dear fellow is the only true wealth, sensual love
genuine life sought after by
The woman called Black Diamond```
© *TSAR ARTHUR*
```Regal stunning, humble throned, Black Diamond holds court,
By viral means these days,no carriage with 30 servants to bear her,
from village to village dressed in sacred feathers,
To bless her people, young male suitors,
Now she leaps just instantly on quick snap horses electric,
From country to country, connection to connection,
With bold presence, eyes sturdy able sure to read what’s
True and what may appear so good, but inside stinks rotten
Her body, her home, no one else’s, only her fingers unlock the door, her own hands let down her drapery
Call that wanted one to enter, walk softly close, let her palms touch first
Be assured no other intention hides a snake to strike out from its lair
Just mourning doves of descent love, kind, reflective soft giving love
Willing to sacrifice, share good weather and bad
Work out the hard not just enjoy the easy
Woman of courage, certain boundaries for sure
The ones that safeguard her from any misuse
Plunder or some sacrilege, left only with ill-repute
Yelling before her litanies of scorn
Not for her that fate, for strong of sense and muscle
Heart and bone, she is Black Diamond as I have told
Be careful her boundaries can bite, should you think she is playing
Black Diamond doesn’t tease, she’s only deciphering what her ways of knowing
Have found to translate about your words, your eyes
The heart of your intentions
If what she finds does not add up, but shows some beast beneath your clothes
You’ll most likely face a dreadful fate, painful enough to fit your sin, your crime
Your thoughtlessness, your fancy scheme to schmooze this forest girl
Queen of body, royal designer, artist molding her precious goals
Wise Amazon no feckless child
Black Diamond seeks her own man to walk beside her
She, never under or behind, since she abides in the land
Where there is neither queen nor king
Only lovers’ together, vowed flesh entwined by the shaman’s holy
Mystical chants, keep secure what two heart’s desire
Want to protect, seek to strengthen
The font for both to always find solace, prosper courage
That my dear fellow is the only true wealth, sensual love
genuine life sought after by
The woman called Black Diamond```
© *TSAR ARTHUR*
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