Queen of Hearts

She gets easily lost in the shuffle. She reigns only in a world where she will let somebody love her, but not just anybody.

In this world, she is face down and disappearing underneath the hand of some thundering magician, some bewildering politician.

Lately under crude smoke and electric guitar waves, she waits. She is dealt too early or too late for the man who want to have her face down and hidden to uphold his bluff. The head of that round poker table is revealed when he stands up for greet her, abandoning his chips, letting her shine without gain.