Will she ever find what she is looking for?

The Thin White Queen seeks an open door

One that lead to her true lover’s heart

And opens the way to play her part

In the stage set for this life and the next

True lovers that will never be parted or vexed.

The Black Jack King has no comprehension

Of the love awaiting heaven’s dimension

To elevate the psyche and the hearts beyond hope

Into certain realms of the hearts made bespoke

For each other, the Thin White Queen and he

Who will love her – requited eternally.

The hand of destiny holds her fast

Reassuring her that love will last

The long years of waiting and the gloom

That have transcended her out of the tomb

And given the resilience to wait for him

Who her soul loves beyond the point of doom.