A Poem For Lady Sara Borgia

Lady Borgia is my Queen. 
She holds my sole inside a closed hand.
She knows my insides my veins my heart.
She dares, She reigns, She tears me apart.

She gleams, She glides, She knows Her power.
It shows, it flows, it rumbles like thunder,
She dares, She cares, She commands my being.

She is, She does, She takes, 
She will, She smiles, She holds back not.
She sees inside, She looks straight through.
She shines, She finds, She will take all of you.

you will bend, you will bow, you will be broken in two.
you will find no other that can do.
She reigns.
She is my Queen and yours too.