THE PRINCESS OF A MERCHANT

THE PRINCESS OF A MERCHANT

Everyday she passes through my quarters  

With her league of  picturesque  Virgins 

And her royal apparent 

She steadily and majestically admired her ways

Smile and fun proceeded from her face

With her expensive oil of Apothecary

That set the atmosphere with cool cloud 

Pure fragrance  with sweet spices

The host of heaven cannot but looked down

And the mighty legends of earth will not but turn sideway

Highly distinguish in word and in smile

 

My lady of Baltimore.

The Princess of a Merchant

If I so find favour in your sight

Can I have a single moment with you

I want to tell you how beautiful you are to Nature

I want to tell you how the Farmer’s boys tremble at your speeches 

That your words make all in captive 

And how  they maneuver to see your stunning face

They said you are the most Precious thing that worth dying for

The inner beauty that is priceless seeking for

That being a captive of yours worth more than a freedom from a friend

Slavery that worth more than a servant

Oh did I skip a word

They said they rather have you or no one else.

As for me!

I concluded

If there are Kingdoms higher than mine

If there are Precious things more in value than my royalty

And if there are worth more than being a Prince

I will think of  you first

The Princess of a Merchant 

Oluwajohnson

Inspired from Ese

17/08/2016