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
