The Divine Gift Unto Man

Softy blending unto his divine ingenuity in the moments of time  
Invading the space where his rib is devoid ordained through the Heavens  
Our scared temples inhaling Earth exhaling the essence of Heaven as our souls entwine  
Closing his eyes, a deep sleep pursuing in solitude  
Seasonal as the high tide washes upon the shore  
Ecstasy aligned by the stars, moon, the planets, like a ring of fate  
Mesmerizing by the interchangeable moods  
Bow in regal grace and refuse in the unbalancing of your own equate  
 
Lost in his combustible thoughts deciphering of his life plan  
Searching for the apple of his eyes to fulfill  
Once eyes are opened the enclosure of destiny has been rendered  
He now faces the world, his presence speaks as he stands as man  
Hieroglyphics from his dialect confessed  
The holy trinity he must preach among the vast lands  
Allow the Book of Psalms to christen the sides of our cheeks  
Console us in compassion in the deliverance to always bestow a peaceful speech  
May your staff give hope and glory to intellects who stray too far out of reach  
 
Orbiting the celestial element  
Cleansing the cerebral in the dimension of this mystique gift  
Riding into my life on a dream  
The warmth of the sunrays showering us within its casted beams    
 
Whispering ancient secrets of old    
Migrating my mind in and out of time    
Glimpsing into the hidden depth of your cerebral cortex    
Drawing me in with tender peeks of imaginings    
   
Shifting through your aspirations    
Taking hold of your wishes    
Upholding for the world to see the worth of your empowering    
Oops, knowledge is slipping, it’s dangling    
For hands of greater good to catch    
Eyes to envision    
Hearts to decipherer in meaning    
   
The master key you twist    
Unlocking the inner being of yourself    
Asunder of Heart, Mind, Body, as they await in spirit    
Not for sale    
To be placed on recall or retail  
A hushed mind, a closed mouth, can never forsake things meant not to assail    
Palming these robust elements of you    
Holding the earthly components of its veracity to my heart    
   
Caressing his mind, softy, uplifting him to his exalted glory of now  
Keeping me sedated with desires, my name shrouded on his lips in rapture    
Closing my eyes to the silhouette of his aura as I last see    
Attuned bodies we meet on the winds of destiny    
His temple taking my willing passion in subliminal wisps of fate    
My soft Chi sinking as he embeds the fluidity of his creed    
Kismet karma embraced    
   
The seeds of his loins bucketing    
The lineage of his greatness spilling forth  
Accepting the ardent calling to feel    
My womanhood, weakened by streams of him, now us    
 
Kinging Him    
Queening Me  
 
Governing the droplets of each other’s gratification in the throne of ordained ecstasy    
Reeking of its internal bliss    
   
Giving unto him the baptizing sacredness of my loyalty    
Mingling souls    
Cries of its unity reverberating    
Falling as one    
   
Breathless, worshipping in the surrendering moments, that beautiful vibe sending  
The first man of creation, his virility in the sacred pilgrimage of his vows  
Drifting in the slowly mending  
Stroking the holiness of the woman for which I lay beneath him    
For the ache for which he still resides deep inside me    
Pampering his heart, caressing his mind