The Lion King,
humane and wise.
Old Soul;
Sun King in the Land of Faerie.
His only failing?
Being oblivious
to petty jealousies,
smiling lies
and infidelities.
Overconfidence:
Arthur’s bane.
If the King is Arthur,
this is Guinevere, Sun Queen,
femme fatale.
She walks by and flowers open,
sunflowers follow her
with their great black and yellow eye.
Once seen
never forgotten:
yours until you die.
That red hair.
That black familiar.
I love these tarot poems – so insightful! Makes me see it a different way!
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Thank you! I’ll post another one today.
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