Queen

If you were a bit taller
You won’t be this perfect
A bit fairer
And I won’t be this amazed.
You’ve been dazzling in blue
And army green
And ash
But you in brown
Is yet another dimension.

When I hear the word “Queen”
Your image comes to mind
Nature is beautiful
But you redefine beauty.
Perfection is rare
And you, my dear, are unique.