Queen

Through her satin dress, now tattered and stained, I see her soul, alive and dignified.I see my lady born again in splendor. The horns honking. I do not hear; I hear her battered body

Résumé
Through her satin dress, now tattered and stained,I see her soul, alive and dignified.I see my lady born again in splendor. The horns honking. I do not hear;I hear her battered body