Margaritas in hand,
I see her standing there alone.
Center of the crowd,
Golden icing of attention.
She looked embarrassed,
How unbelievable.
Such beauty,
Known worldly.
Yet without a queen like grace,
She'll never be.

Interesting poem. This is my own dedicated reply :P

How very true... *strokes chin wisely*

This is great, leaves a lot to the imagination. I love short and sweet :) Check out my poems!

Aw... true indeed at times. I like it. :) Write on!

~Anna~ ^_^