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Bathe My Whispers In The Calling Of The Moonlight

Bathe my whispers in the calling of the seductive moonlight    
Lay my soul bare on the bed of your mental cortex        
Hearts infusing serenity within the depth of our moving temples        
Infatuating my soul, intoxicated by the elixir of your sacred manly creed, your crown        
As you instill my core with hidden truths of today        
Kisses upon my lips, staining them of now, yesterday        
Tongues binding yonder of tomorrow        
Your skin I ravenous the taste, my King        
The closest to worshipping the silhouette of God’s beautiful first creation        
Take me higher beyond the clouds, our bodies softly shuffling, landing among the stars        
Our breaths of enlighten we come        
Bowing unto the skies as we call out Selah in union        
Suspending me in the hereafter        
Surrendering of me as you part the ingress of my sacred Chi unto you   
Clenching me as man to woman        
Infusing me tenderly with the creed of you        
Your seeds of gift you asunder        
Sweeten fruit my chasten mind I consume        
Pleasure filling me of your knowledge        
The hardiness of your wisdom you twist, contouring to fit the present state of our existence        
Releasing of your soul        
My mind, mentally inebriated off the wondrous of you        
Freeing me, pulling me closer as the crest of my heightened wave ascend        
Your body finds the absence of your taken rib        
Unto me you give        
Unto I, shall take, keep        
I am enthralled        
I am in waiting        
The sweetest recipient of the supremacy you have awoken        
Hands as gentle as a wisp softly engulfing me        
Tenderly bathing my skin with wisdom found within the power of your touch        
Anchoring deeply into the Sovereign of my essence         
The alliance of spiritual sensations overtakes us        
Baptizing my soul as we rebirth to a higher clandestine plane of moral gratification        
Reach out, feel the enlighten as you throw your head back        
The awareness of one I feel        
Sinking us into rapture of the unknown        
As we become as one        
Echoes of the past, a blueprint of our footsteps to which we stand        
Now as destiny unbiased we lay        
The illumination is on the wall        
Our hushed desires veiled in sacred hieroglyphics        
Only our minds, hearts, our entwined souls can decipher        
Blanket me, as I float, drift        
Allow the tide of your peaceful sea to calm the rage as deep waters cascade        
Such a beautiful illusion drowning us both        
Heavenly sensations we sink deeper only our ears can attune        
Our souls can tastes, our mouths we speak not
Written by SweetKittyCat5
Published | Edited 12th Jul 2019
Author's Note
Poetry is the key to the hieroglyphics of nature.

David Hare
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