The Sleeping Queen

Impossible leagues…
is the journey
to the realm of the Queen.

She sleeps ‘neath earth,
swaddled tight,
in her timeless dream.

A thorny wicket
creaks on its hinges
and behind the brush
lay a passage
to the alabaster chamber
and the black heart
that sleeps
within it.

Spiral stairs
of marbles stones…
wait, these steps,

are the bleached tops

of skulls,
whose domes
once held the hopes
of mortal suitors
that called upon

the sleeping Fey Queen

and gave their love
as she clawed
the marrow
from their

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