You stole my words
From my mouth
Before they were full formed
When I saw the look in your eyes
I should have been forewarned
A faint echo of an old dance tune
The swirl of silk in a darkened room
Your shadow etched in the spaces between
Transformed into some otherworldly Queen
No coronation street for me
To satisfy your curiosity
Take this golden crown away
Save it for a rainy day
It was not meant for me
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