Queen and sovereignty

Youth was an easy time
Strength stiffened every rod.
Energy flowered and blessed our union
My hair caught in his armour as we lay
In Stolen moments
We have laughed together
Fought together
Danced and drank together
I am his queen
He lives in me

His children grow in me
Wild like the hazel tree
I am the ground of his being
This gold torque around my neck
Glows in the gentle Spring light
Bound down in silken bonds
These wolfish Saxon bands
Trapped in a cage of his making.
Our young British warriors
Grow sheltered by
His mighty shadow