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The Scorpion King
You had me at a sweet disadvantage
When you blazed the celestial element of time
Riding into my life on a dream
The master key you twist in me
Unlocking the inner being of yourself
Asunder of my heart in flight
Mind above the kindred allure of the moon
Serenading my temple as the chasm of my soul await in spirit
Tendered emotions 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 those robust elements of you
Holding the earthly components of its veracity to my heart
Stroking the ambience of his intellect
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
Breathless, worshipping in the surrendering moment of time
Stroking the holiness of the woman for which I lay unto him
For the man for which he still resides deep inside me
Stealing his heart, softly caressing his mind
When you blazed the celestial element of time
Riding into my life on a dream
The master key you twist in me
Unlocking the inner being of yourself
Asunder of my heart in flight
Mind above the kindred allure of the moon
Serenading my temple as the chasm of my soul await in spirit
Tendered emotions 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 those robust elements of you
Holding the earthly components of its veracity to my heart
Stroking the ambience of his intellect
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
Breathless, worshipping in the surrendering moment of time
Stroking the holiness of the woman for which I lay unto him
For the man for which he still resides deep inside me
Stealing his heart, softly caressing his mind
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