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My Goddesses altar
My Goddesses altar
Kneeling at my Goddesses altar, her holy sacred place, I've come to pay my homage, to her beauty, style and grace
I close my eyes for a moment whilst In solitude I pray, giving my thanks to her for the dreams in which we play
I feel blessed to see her pretty face, honoured to see her curves, it's a privilege to have her in my dreams, more than this man deserves
Like the taking of the sacrament I sip her Sacred wine and the nectar from my Goddess, truly was devine
She raises her hips slightly, to let me drink some more, she knows how I love her juice, it's the nectar I adore
I want to leave her a offering, something to stand the test of time, so I give to her my heart and soul, then put it in a rhyme
Soon the prayers are over, I've shared her body and her wine, I wake up to a brand new day, after dreaming she was mine
Ron
Kneeling at my Goddesses altar, her holy sacred place, I've come to pay my homage, to her beauty, style and grace
I close my eyes for a moment whilst In solitude I pray, giving my thanks to her for the dreams in which we play
I feel blessed to see her pretty face, honoured to see her curves, it's a privilege to have her in my dreams, more than this man deserves
Like the taking of the sacrament I sip her Sacred wine and the nectar from my Goddess, truly was devine
She raises her hips slightly, to let me drink some more, she knows how I love her juice, it's the nectar I adore
I want to leave her a offering, something to stand the test of time, so I give to her my heart and soul, then put it in a rhyme
Soon the prayers are over, I've shared her body and her wine, I wake up to a brand new day, after dreaming she was mine
Ron
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