Be silent, kiss, bow, and submit

Be silent, kiss, bow, and submit
Be silent
in every chord
for the language of words
is for me to determine
Kiss
my feet and revere
my wrath, as well as my spear
which will descend upon you
in a rhythm that will unite us
Bow
before your most beautiful Queen
into the deepest depths
so that nothing lower can exist
Submit
to my power
experience my inner strength
that will strike you down
and never find its equal
© Mrs Moriah
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