The Virgin Queen

If my mind does not write you,
If my eyes doesn't take you,
If my hands does not touch you,
If my ears does not walk you,
If my nose doesn't smell you,
If my mouth does not want you,
And when you create all only and nothing ruin,
Then we will call you a virgin queen.

Dew Nightingale
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