“Invite all jesters, necromancers, witches, sorcerers, gamblers and trolls in my castle! I’m bored. I need a grand entertainment. And Oh, make sure you won’t miss a thing or your life won’t be spared.” said the Queen.
“I’m not content with what I’ve seen!” screamed the Queen.
Enter the magician—
A mismatch of Us
Beneath the firmament: collide
You; reek with pixie dust
I; the world personified.
You;
set the sky high: red, gold and swarovsky
I; glide on ’em
spellbound
magnetized
enchanted
You; hurl the magic stick &
appear 11 distinct houses
3 of them are macabre
5 of them unworldly
3 of them quintessential
I choose one & presto!
You; gaze into my eyes
Quick hands: quick moving
fingersnap
I; with my eyes flick look around
&
a motion picture of
polychromatic domain
count
1.
2.
3.
a magic hat & a wand
a crown & an amulet
You&Me
magic!
Pingback: The Magician&The Queen | A composite of me and the universe by: April Queen D. Enjambre