"alene min dronning, i riket av sensualitet" alone mine queen, in the realm of sensuality

      She implored of him...

"Mine Lover, min kriger, min Herre;
 kom til meg nå og ta din fylle av
  meg; La oss finne i hverandres
   samtrafikk en trøst fra denne
    verden;

En Inter dimensjon at når det bare
er vi siamesiske gratis; Du og
 jeg; Deg og meg. gjennom
  lykksalighet Bøyning,
   finne evigheten" - Norwegian



"My Lover, My Warrior, My Lord;
 come to me now and take your
  fill of me; let us find in each
   others interconnection an
    solace from this world;

An inter-dimension that when there,
only we, conjoined are Free; You
 and I; Thee and Me; through
   the bliss of conjugation,
    find eternity"

"Through the pangs of this bitter baleful
life, my soul nigh unto being devoid,
 has waxed lean; so, My strength,
  unto me, become an balm;

If thou would'st, for my bodies craving,
through the mixture of an concoction
 that appropriately perceived through
  the art of divination; let an bit of it
   be meted-out for thine Dronning, - Queen
    and into the chalice of parched,
     wanton lips, of your own hand,
      give an sip to them eagerly
       awaiting"

So I; her Lover and Warrior and Lord; of
her bidding gave drink and her thirst
 did not ignore

Into lips that eagerly opened for to all of
my formula receive; I with the gentleness
 of an man that of the Art of Love had
  attained the Mastery, gave to mine
    Dronning (Queen) sip

A little here and a little there; all that her need
required, until the hearth of her embittered
 soul once again ignited and raged with
  blaze of the intensity of life's
   impassioned fire