The Crown of Sephora

Beautiful Crown Of wisdom, chasing away ignorance bliss. Knowledge kneels at her throne filling her mind with a eternal kiss. Jewels fall from her noble head piece, filling the world with gifts. Winds of  insight giving my broken down spirit a lift, and a satchel of hope to travel with. Her crown is my heart's riddle, and I dare to unravel it. May I lay down, my own crown at her feet, and spill my royal bloodline upon her sheets.  Enter her pearly gates,and tread upon her golden streets. That leads me to her tree of life, bearing sweet fruit to eat. Oh Queen Sephora so strong and fair. High in your majestic tower. Remove your crown let down your hair. And I will climb upon it, your love is my hold. And the existence of your crown is my air.  Your Knight is here, as the day disappears. The sparkling light of your crown, guides me the way is clear.