HIS MAJESTY INSIDE MY QUEEN

 Part1

Hungry and deprived, I enter our love nest;
He looks at me as if he's trying to search through my thought farm.
Immediately, it feels like a complex test...
I give him a smile; my eyes inviting him to touch me like a star:
My man is a gentle man, full of life and zest.
He stands up to greet his lady from afar.
He holds me tight to his manly chest and kisses me first.
I can feel him breathe on my neck, Ah!
He’s signing it with his scent...

Is this man from earth or Mars?
With his hands caressing my arms,
My back; he's the best.
He grabs my breasts,
Intending to reward me with what we both want; east and west…
Nothing but pleasure; relaxation of mind, a creation of a new mind-set.

He kisses my lips; my heart is racing like a kingdom car.
I moan, giving out a smooth sound like a hymn free of mar;
It feels like a glance.
He doesn't stop; he wants me like I were godsend;
I feel my body against his refrigerator; it feels calming, more than a two-step dance.
From there, my goodness we are on the chair like sand.
I feel his heart racing with mine; the rhythm pierces my heart like a lance.
I want him as much as he wants me; this is now getting intense.
Failing to see him as my lover...not even a friend!
I push him wildly and carelessly to the bed.
I don't care.

Part2

I rip his clothes off his kingdom temple one by one;
He pulls me down to his body, whispering in my ear;
His hand between my legs, he's won.
The next thing, I'm naked like an eye of a seer;
He plays with my ear; down my neck he slides more than once;
His hands on my tender breasts are without fear.
His majesty ready to be crowned by my queen with a platinum crown.
His tongue moving swiftly, going down to the walls of the pink castle as if he was a beautiful tear;
He bows down to my queen like a stranger in a new town.
He licks and gives pleasure to my womanhood - like a bull turning into a steer.
Without an ability to handle it, I show no frown!
Up, I pick my lower body to his majestic spear;
I'm wet, I'm dripping fluids of pleasure; no doubt!
I grab his majesty with my sweating hand and I put him in the castle with a moan and a leer.
He gets my body relaxed, jolts the moist depths of his favourite ground.
I moan, the pain is sweet and too dear.
His hands underneath my shoulders, they're bound:
In absolute control, he rides the kingdom Porsche like a beastly deer.
The moans, screams and demands changing to commands; it's more than sounds.
He swifts my body to find me lying down on my sensitive breasts, the view is clear.
Entering my castle from the back, he assures me that I'm finally found;
It's smooth and mind-blowing; more than a cheer!
He owns my queen; I'm his and he's my hound -
I cry out his name and he responds like a polar bear.

Part 3

He's sweating, about to let go his majestic seed;
I beg him not to stop;
He tenses, tries hard not to breed.
He whispers in my ear, begging me to let him take absolute control over his spot!
I excite him; I pace up and down his legs with my feet...
He is gentle, yet ill mannered; he wants to satisfy me: I get on top!
I feel him inside my queen; his majesty is so keen.

His majesty is strong like a gunfire from an army of cops.
The pleasure is now beyond his control; he gets weaker with every kiss;
A few seconds left for him to die and become a pleasure corpse.
He moans with neither respect nor a will to breathe!
We're both tired but we refuse to stop dancing the majestic hop.
"It's coming, it's coming"; the words we both speak.
His seed is strong; the one to produce the kingdom crop.
There are no words left to speak, to describe his majesty inside my queen.