Not the One

Winding staircase
standing at the top
spine straight
head held high
beauty reigns.
Breath held
attention captured
a sudden silent hush.
Confidence
exuded
beauty
power
belief….
in self
in worth
in love.
I stand
all eyes upon me
ready
finally to meet
The Queen I am to be.
No longer…..
never again
will I crawl
’round the base of a throne
looking for a King
for anyone to fill the void.
I stand
secure
within the knowledge
of my desires
and what I finally can admit.
I deserve happiness.
I deserve to be desired.
I deserve a great love.
I deserve to have eyes that shine for me alone
arms to stave off the nightmares
a man who will see the greatness within 
help me to achieve 
the dreams I have.
I deserve to be adored by my one and only.
Glide down the staircase
glimpse of slender leg
eyes flit here
there
scanning the crowd
searching.
Pardon…..
should you find me frosty
it only means
you are not the one.
©Dec. 7/19
Picture via Pinterest

Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

I am a single hard working mom in her 40's. I have always written poetry and I love words. I live with depression and its ups downs. This is a space where I can create and write all that I need to.

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