Naked matriarch
 crowned with lights,
 your scepter playfully glinting
 while two angel wings
  tickle from your back, aglow,
I bow in your presence and
 humbly take your plump hand
 to lightly add that touch
 of sparkling polish to your fingertips.
Excuse my awe as I am entranced
 by your fairie bright eyes
 as I paint silver upon your lips;
then, once more bow to finish
 with attention to your toes.