The Lost Scrolls of King Solomon

To King Solomon From The Queen Of  Sheba
 
My King, found in the Book of Holy Orations we twine unto the pages as fateful lovers… as the Heavens has ordained my mental dialect loose and free  
In the view of divine perfection, scriptures from a land before time for you  
In the dawning or morning rays, the hieroglyphics of our sacred sheets will tell of our soaked dew  
Of ancient stature lay upon the parcel of my heart  
My sweeten enchantment you take pleasure in from the dust of dark  
 
Diminish your guard of roaring power  
Search the earth by my alluring pheromones in the midnight hour  
My love, let me erase with appeasing desires the sweat of labor from thy brow  
Frenzy sensations of ecstasy uplifting the nature of thy enticement when endowed  
Mmm… seduction, from the carnal gift of my tongue  
The appetite of my lascivious flesh, shall bind us as one  
 
Swirling over the hard dome at the stroke of midnight passion  
Compressing his wishes as a muse invading his mind, lost in lust of my palm dance thrashing  
Carnal words of pleasure speak by the softness of my mouth to … thy calling of an receptive ear  
Soothing the predestined topple your grunts harkening in the hemisphere
Strength of the mind is rewarded by the sacredness of the tongue,  
Floating upon the stars ecstasy when hearts are on the run
Kissing the moon, and praising the rise of the Sun
Masculine cries to surrender, with each breath intake  
Between… my twins peaks, a kiss to the tip of its awaited throbbing fate  
 
Craving the essence of his soul into the width of lengthen submission  
Enjoy the feast of the succinct desires of my body as we ourborous in earthly suspension  
Hungry kisses donning the supple skin the sensations become your love letter  
Down farther to kindle rapture, inhalation of its sweeten dream  
Icing your lips of its flavoring centered cream  
By the nostrils, nothing in ether has tasted better  
Inscribing your needs to savor my essence, gets me wetter  
 
Inch by inch weaving him in my seductive wiles as he dips under  
Drawing the heat of his aura, a soft kiss to my soft folds, thighs slowly asunder  
Accepting the carnal pleasure of his pulsating fate  
Palming his virility as I crown the wondrous of his glory, easing into my velvety equate  
Mm, holding his kingdom ransom to cum as I covet the gyration of his throne, milking his hard bone  
Closing my eyes to the stretch of paradise’s invasion until my liberation becomes gluttons, undone  
 
Bucking to the oldest dance in time, lips bonding, tongue twisted, blending sounds of our satiating confessions  
Feeling my wetness kissing the width of his lengthen progression  
Gripping my skin in the carnal bliss we feed  
Stirring in my pudding hole to meet the urging of his extended erection, the muse of his needs  
Roaming deeper inside the heights of such sweeten chasm, I feed  
 
Fasten in the sweetness of my seeping honeycomb  
Deeper, hasten, in the hungrier, our souls mingling as one  
Take me, my love, this moment, it’s ours, it has been written by me ordained to be won  
I am yours…  
Mm... let the pursuer of pleasure be pleased, coveting, hissing of this yearning I have for him forever more  
Queen Sheba, I write unto your mind my love letters whispered to you beyond the stars  
Feel the consciousness of my soft energy as I shroud you when you require the lyrics to keep you sharp and your masculinity hard  
Bowing to the vast galaxy as my charming lyrics befall a Man of Mars  
 
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