Dream Weaver II

Cum unto my monarch and please this Queen  
Take my body to the throne of passion, beyond the state of serene    
I bow at your feet my handsome King    
As I crown your head as I make your body sing    
    
Soft and willing as I am    
Knights shall fall under my seductive salacious command    
But the handsome King and I    
Entwined by passion, conjoined in lust by and by    
    
Reign to love ordained by the skies    
Hail to the King unto me he kneels, our ties we bind    
His virality drives me wild    
My eyes in search of another to find      
Never a twin of his yearns, his animalistic appetites by design    
    
Fusing our temples in the throne of infinity we befall    
He savors the sweeten flavor of my Chi upon my beckoning call    
Giving me his all    
    
Clasped wrists bound behind my back    
On my knees, gripping the intensity of hair, masculinity taken aback    
Dick darting behind a darken concealed groove    
Domination of my mouth kisses to my lips, so smooth    
Horse tail whip to tease as one must say    
Stimulating distraction to conceal at play    
    
Prowling against the winds, howling for her midnight touch    
Her lips pleases me when she covets the harden tip of my aroused thrust      
Heat seeking her, interlocked when plummeting into her pinkish lush    
Coasting within, in and out with a weakening insatiable rush    
    
His voice beckons me throughout the realm of time    
The heat of his breath, whispers to my ear, echoing as Heaven’s chimes      
I feel the presence of his touch, intoxicating like sipping smooth wine    
Sinking in the alluring drawing of my seductive scent      
The rapture in his arm I relishes unrelent      
He leaves my mind, my soul totally spent    
    
Setting up for an ejecting upstage    
Testosterone hungry upon a silken enclosed engage    
White flag surrendered scorching the mind    
Knees planted to earth draining his Northern pointed gravity of time    
    
Granted wishes      
The taste beyond her soft folds, so warm, wet, and delicious    
In the throne of her dreams, she is the soul your heart deeply misses    
Mesmerized and enthralled by the taste of her enchanting kisses    
    
Lay me down, extended hands above my head    
Rose petals crushed upon a silk covered bed    
Rubbing within the Genie’s lamp for a blissful ride between my thighs    
In and out of my dreams, his promises to worships me takes me high      
Falling into the bliss of his pleasurable nighttime sweeten surprise    
    
A rose in the Garden of Eve her nectar none can compare    
An earthly Angel who dreams I invade becomes mine on an      
astral hope and a prayer    
Within my dreams his caresses upon my body he softly feeds    
The supple of my skin his mouth tenderly tease    
Sliding between the arc of my divinity as I asunder, he leads    
He topples upon me for his engaging ease      
Wallowing in the juicy depth of my good deeds    
    
Flames turned up leads to a combustible moisten implosion    
Intimate anchoring diversion    
A hard weapon firing into my honeyed ocean upon submersion    
I am her Dream Weaver    
She is my hope, in the dusk of dawn, my faith believer      
My celestial mental healer    
Submitting unto me her silken ecstasy, once deep inside, so tender    
    
Are you out there my Queen    
The soul who my dreams are gently weaved    
From realty to make believe    
Make my wishes come true tonight    
As the craving found in each whisper takes flight    
The dreams of life    
Is    
An universal gift of love    
Mm.. what a dream...that was    
Where is a good sleep when the body needs one    
Come to me sweet dreams for my slumber to be won    
To become entangled and then undone    
Before the rising of the sun    
   
   
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