To My Queen

He had waited for her, all his life
All she wanted was to stay in his arms
to awaken each day in his embrace
All she needed was the love he bled
to last every minute of her lifetime
but, tomorrow he would be gone

His goodbye, cut her like a knife - deeply
he was trembling inside, but remained calm
This was his final night with his beloved
last time they would enjoy each other
carnal desires flamed - the final seduction

In pure silence, he could hear her tears falling
as he touched her, she moved away in sorrow
He held her hand - delicately kissed her tears
his mouth, a soothing oasis for her waterfalls
as his subtle tongue soaked her heartbreak
A flame ignited in her eyes, fragile like a candle
her tender tongue, opened the door to ecstasy
as tongues danced and lips passionately kissed

He was the curator to her flower garden
and he knew this was his last masterpiece
His last chance to show his lover - the love he held
for all he needed was the love she gave

He removed her clothes, without pausing for breath
seductively he explored her bronzed olive skin
worshipping his Goddess with attentive devotion
Lost in nirvanic utopia, she opened to him
as he lost himself, inside her wonderland

The night was filled with lovers dancing in paradise
Illuminated scorching hot intense excitement
But, when she opened her eyes, he was gone
leaving a note - promising to love her till the end of time