Mm... Bathing In The Garden Of My Paradise (Channeling Helen Of Troy)

You are so handsome from wisdom staged upon your face          
Blood to blood heart to heart now caught in my woven silk and seductive lace            
The echoes in the wind asunder the throne of thy art            
What’s done in the light evolves in the dark            
Goddess Selene harkens unto her cries            
Her chariots across infinity entwined of Luna found in the garden of the skies            
            
Oh, thy midnight Delilah befalling under the sugar then the siege of grace            
Passionate strands to allure proudly veiled upon thy face            
Oh, thy Samson... needing, wanted, the immortal taste            
Crawling between a mortal’s thighs laying imprisoned within the enchantress lair            
Declining my face, tossing aside curly hair            
The state of oblivion let me take your mind, your heart, your body past the darkness of there            
            
Close your eyes and relax to the sound of my gentle touch            
Feel me through the space of time hear my heartbeats in infinity's rush            
In the cloak of the jungle twined temples upon a bed of Mother Nature’s gentle lush            
My palms bathing your skin in Ginkgo and Asian Ginseng roots            
Tonight, under the constellation your animalistic passion I shall meet in pursuit            
Falling prey once snagged inside my juicy fruit            
Clenched hands, loss of breath trance state induced            
            
A kiss to worship the cumming spell of your dick            
A serenade right before, my fangs dip in for the bloody slips            
Desires sinking inch by inch            
Siphoning then the spit            
Smearing your reddish, cloaking it all over            
Drizzling your body with boiled four-leaf clovers            
Incantations to the spirits sacrificing your blood one by one            
Man of the Creator’s image serenade upon the completion of undone            
Marginalized by the circle of completeness by the rays of the rising sun            
       
Mmm… just one more inner thigh nick            
Mind and heart will split            
My tongue languishing rolling under your balls            
Holding your erection up as its stands mighty firm and tall            
Sniffing you under your twin sac            
The true essence of a man that drives an enchantress' bloodlust out of whack            
            
The moon is full in the majestic sky tonight            
I shall turn you with the birth of my breathe by earthly ritual rites            
Uplifting my long-stem black and red candle to inspire            
Watching your irises enlarge, mesmerized by the flickering fire            
Five wax drips to your abdominal the Moth feeling the taste of my hot desires            
The cooling alignment seeping in the pores of your skin            
Mm... the warmth coursing through your veins now mine for the origin            
Oh, sweet mercy it’s like you have increased in width            
A wet lick over those melting fiery drips            
            
Shh… you wiggle your wrists bleed            
Mm… yearning for the crave inside of my wet and need            
Glamouring you as my prey to carnal soothe        
More potent, more addictive than a witches' brew            
Touches to your mind as you stand, lie, or on your knees            
Mm... a little bite... just right there for the please            
Oh, I promise not to sink into the jugular too deep            
I'm always hungry off your body I will cum feed            
       
Paleness enough to drain you to leave, will still have you feening for the moon            
Straddling you for the seduction sashay of the creamy swoon            
I stand in my nudity, your eyes shall feast        
My soft touch, as I draw you near to join me in my silken sheets        
The Goddess, Helen of Troy        
Unto my sultriness, you will become my favorite midnight toy        
Letting me play the strings of your heart        
Taking your mind, pleasuring your virility in the veil of reality, suspending you in the hereafter, once there, temples lark       
Lust, ecstasy, the crave, the yearns inscribing upon your mind, as our souls become a moving combustible spark    
       
My lazy tongue bathing your skin form sunrise to sundown        
The taste of my kiss upon your lips, have caused men their royal crown        
A world of pleasure found between the abyss of my succulent smoothen thighs        
The oath whispered to your ear to avenge me in the hardship of my demise        
Blood shall shed. the soil entrenched will tell the story of what resonates to be said        
Wagging tongues, revenge in my honor, upon the slaughter just to crawl back into my bed  
        
As you’re bathing in the garden of my paradise