Blendology Poems [ for 18+ adults ]

A Queen's Oath

Love cradled of pulsating desires where dual souls stand  
Resonating beguiling voices wandering across the sacred land    
Sullenness of a sojourn heart to the wind has spoken    
Unto the stars allow my wish for our union to be awoken
Is it me or my gentle purrs
The theology of our faith, must be unfurled
Take the offering of my love upon the lay of my bosom
And take state of your insignia in your name my King
Let thy ruler be thy will, as the Dove flies with soaring wings    

To the fourscore of the winds    
Apparition lullabies to the monarch where cupid’s bow will in sorrow bend    
Lifting of insidious laminated unto the beast roars    
Calm unto the sea where hollowness weeps upon shores    
Tattered wings and battered souls encased in whispered dreams    
The lioness tenderly roars from sicken wounds all to see have seen    
 
Mentality to the star's oracle cries in the chosen of its deviant fear    
Time now stands still echoes of ancient tears    
Cold winds comfort thy thirsty hearts    
Warmness succors the Chi for eyes traveling life’s journey in the dark    
Begotten softly speaks of wisdom vitality and age    
Commissary to the monarch who bemoans of rage    
 
Kiss upon my hand thy shall grasps to softly entwine    
Fables of deception told of its grandiose by vanity assumption by its covet designs    
Come hither my King and rest of thy vintage soul    
Closed mouth speaks of moments scribbled on scrolls of old  

I will make this night as you please  
Tomorrow you shall inhale our ingrained scent in the pleasure of our yesterday sheets
Your Queen in the nudity of her desires you claim as you come deep unto me
I need
Your love my rapture will appease
 
In my marriage bed stirring the echoes of thy fire in my arms passion we shall greet    
Tongues bonding in vain prepared feast    
A queen’s voices on the fourscore of the midnight breeze roams    
Divinity of Craving sings in glee of life’s cherished song    

The King's kiss upon my lips
Duality of simplicity where souls shoot meteorites upon the galaxy and then earthly collide in the carnal bliss  
Houses upon sands built of merger wages    
Bricks upon bricks steadfast in the limelight of potions, angling merciless upon sacred pages    
Who lips dare say what the hungry eyes see to impetuous think    
Love and rapture merge in the calling of a cosmic blink    
 
Oh, thy Sire under my mystique not asunder from thee
Captivated by his virility while moving above me    
A love under a Queen’s cosmic grace
Unto my King's wishes, my flavor he tastes
His soul thrust unto mine as surely as the calling to the depth of the sea    
In the cometh of the dawn of the sun, we shall find delight in the sultriness when he moves deep into me as I utter his name when I speak    
When he divides me with his loins in the craving of my skin it slowly seeps    



Shalom

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A Thousand Years From Forever (Twenty-Six)

The Third Heavens
Pearly Gates

Well, isn’t this a surprise
You are a breath of Sunshine for these eyes
Hello mother, I used my orb through the portal of time
No evilness beyond my grace has trailed behind
What has bridged the gap for my Angel daughter to return home in the sky
Is not the Waterloo safe and under the ruling of this Hebrew King
Ahh...
And what does... “ahh mean”
Those steeple upon your crown
You are a Divine Queen whose enunciation have not expired in receptive sounds
Earth Angels have already been preordained as surely as the world orbits around
The placenta from Heaven, to Earth, in the sacred saturation of rebirthing of souls
Incantations the Creator whispers in the ear, for a reincarnated soul to adhere, his or her rite of passage, will always be consoled
And you stand upon Holy Ground, and utter in confusion
I advised, your father, I love that immortal’s heart, Archangel Gabriel, this earthly mission will be too much, too soon for you, and the grandeur of the illusion
To assist a mortal man to his righteous place in time
It’s not too late, there is still silence in Heaven’s wind chimes

Are you sure, my Angel Daughter, your father, asked King Solomon to crown this Hebrew Sire, to ordain his royal Divine Sancturary, his insignia to continue his glory
I believe Mother, this King has relics of Karmic that goes against the resurrection of spiritual laws, it will only lead to, disgrace and purgatory
You see what happened to King Solomon, mother
False idols, for such a great King, to allow his mind to hover
And this is the same King, who you are speaking in reference too
Yes, now what should I do
You must think this through, my Angel daughter, according to Gaia and Earth, the throne is never to deny vessels the freedom of eternity
Has this King been given the secret breaths of life expectancy, that the Freemasonic the Illuminati will sacrifice by the blood of its own seeds

Well, your Heavenly Father does pity babies, but never the twisted tongue of the fool
I would like to return to my old life
The last time that occurred, you inhaled Fairy Dust, you had to go in front of your Father’s Council, who is an Archangel and plead for your laminations
You have no choice, my Angel Child, this mission is the King's road, and the oath of your own salvation
And if I fail
Well
There is always that place that is dark, grim, chaos and submissive to the temple to grow a serpent's tail
Mother, it’s called Hell
What has transpired to place doubt on such a lovely place
The rite to a King, is to oversee, rule and dominate by fate
Chamaeleon’s, in Heaven will always fall
As you see where Lucifer is at, that should say it all
He resides in the rite of passage for his own seven deadly sins
Yes, because he fell in love with you and Michael did not allow it, the beginning of rebellion, and how he cyclone the other Angels, and some Cherubs with weakness, the real origin

That day, the Dragon, was defeated and chained by King Solomon in the pit
And sadly, if that... that persistence beast, did not release your hand as he was descending
Professing his love, after he knew there will be no more ascending
Your father, and I would have lost of daughter and Heaven’s treasured gift
Oh, mother, it was not all that dramatic

Mother, as the Superior Angel, you know I have stepped in the role of several lives
And I have to say, this Queen Persephone
Well, you are not, or will you ever be a demon’s part time wife
Mother can you put a sleep on the Golden Palace please
Just a temporary soft freeze
I have to search and high and low to make sure this Sire, upholds Heaven's values, without effort, without silent tarnishing, the Third Eye of this realm’s existence
I am Queen to all, and the insignia of my royal lineage, and that will remain under any beautiful condition

As above, so below


Copyright©SKC-2025



This is a novel in progress© 2025..

SKC🖤

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, incidents, either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and to any resemblance to any actual person, living or dead, events, locales is entirely coincidental.

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