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Into The Deep (The Rings Of Infinity)
Love spells of pulsating desires where dual souls stand
Whispered beguiling voices wandering across the sacred land
Sullenness of a sojourn heart to the wind has spoken
Unto the stars allow my wish for our union to be awoken
The duty of a Queen's words
The theology of our faith, must be unfurled
Take the offering of my love upon the lay of my bosom losing ourselves in infinity's rings
And take state of your insignia in your name my King
Let thy ruler be thy will, as the Dove flies with soaring wings
To the fourscore of the winds
Apparition lullabies to the monarch where Cupid’s Bow will never bend
Lifting of insidious laminated unto the beast roars
Calm unto the sea where hollowness weeps upon shores
Tattered wings and battered souls encased in whispered dreams
The lioness roars for all to see have seen
Mentality to the star's oracle cries in the chosen of its deviant fear
Mirror mirror whispered of ancient tears
Cold winds comfort thy thirsty hearts
Warmness succors the Chi for eyes traveling life’s journey in the dark
Time softly speaks of wisdom vitality and age
Commissary to the monarch who bemoans of rage
Kiss upon my hand thy hall grasps to softly entwine
Fables of deception told of its grandiose by vanity assumption by its covet designs
Come hither my King and rest of thy vintage soul
Closed mouth speaks of times scribbled on scrolls of old
I will make this night as you please
Tomorrow you shall sniff our ingrained scent in the pleasure of our yesterday sheets
Your Queen in the nudity of ecstasy you claim the desires as you sink deeper inside me
The softness of my need, my wants you covet, slipping in and out my sacred divinity at ninety degrees
Your love my rapture will appease
In my bed stirring the echoes of thy fire in my arms passion we shall greet
Tongues bonding in vain prepared feast
A queen’s voices on the fourscore of the midnight breeze roams
Divinity of Craving sings in glee of life’s cherished song
The King's kiss upon my lips
Duality of simplicity where souls shoot meteorites upon the galaxy and then earthly collide
Houses upon sands built of merger wages
Bricks upon bricks steadfast in the limelight of potions, angling merciless upon sacred pages
Who lips dare say what the hungry eyes see to impetuous think
Love and haltered entwine in the calling of a cosmic blink
Oh, thy lover under my spell be asunder from thee
I beg to own your virility while moving under me
A love under a Queen’s grace
My King in the bed my favor he tastes
His soul thrust unto mine as surely as the calling to the depth of the sea
In the cometh of the morning sun find delight in the sultriness when he moves deep into me as I whisper his name when I speak
When he divides me with his loins in the craving of my skin’s it slowly seeps
The Sea Queen belong to me, once I steal her Golden Halo
She will become simply a mortal, and I will have the power, her magic wherever I go
No more fins to swim as I now flow
I will walk upon the sands of time like man
My staff will conquer the four corners of the land
One more day as the high tide draws out
I will be the Sun King and every King in the Deep will want my universal clout
Copyright©SKC-2023
Whispered beguiling voices wandering across the sacred land
Sullenness of a sojourn heart to the wind has spoken
Unto the stars allow my wish for our union to be awoken
The duty of a Queen's words
The theology of our faith, must be unfurled
Take the offering of my love upon the lay of my bosom losing ourselves in infinity's rings
And take state of your insignia in your name my King
Let thy ruler be thy will, as the Dove flies with soaring wings
To the fourscore of the winds
Apparition lullabies to the monarch where Cupid’s Bow will never bend
Lifting of insidious laminated unto the beast roars
Calm unto the sea where hollowness weeps upon shores
Tattered wings and battered souls encased in whispered dreams
The lioness roars for all to see have seen
Mentality to the star's oracle cries in the chosen of its deviant fear
Mirror mirror whispered of ancient tears
Cold winds comfort thy thirsty hearts
Warmness succors the Chi for eyes traveling life’s journey in the dark
Time softly speaks of wisdom vitality and age
Commissary to the monarch who bemoans of rage
Kiss upon my hand thy hall grasps to softly entwine
Fables of deception told of its grandiose by vanity assumption by its covet designs
Come hither my King and rest of thy vintage soul
Closed mouth speaks of times scribbled on scrolls of old
I will make this night as you please
Tomorrow you shall sniff our ingrained scent in the pleasure of our yesterday sheets
Your Queen in the nudity of ecstasy you claim the desires as you sink deeper inside me
The softness of my need, my wants you covet, slipping in and out my sacred divinity at ninety degrees
Your love my rapture will appease
In my bed stirring the echoes of thy fire in my arms passion we shall greet
Tongues bonding in vain prepared feast
A queen’s voices on the fourscore of the midnight breeze roams
Divinity of Craving sings in glee of life’s cherished song
The King's kiss upon my lips
Duality of simplicity where souls shoot meteorites upon the galaxy and then earthly collide
Houses upon sands built of merger wages
Bricks upon bricks steadfast in the limelight of potions, angling merciless upon sacred pages
Who lips dare say what the hungry eyes see to impetuous think
Love and haltered entwine in the calling of a cosmic blink
Oh, thy lover under my spell be asunder from thee
I beg to own your virility while moving under me
A love under a Queen’s grace
My King in the bed my favor he tastes
His soul thrust unto mine as surely as the calling to the depth of the sea
In the cometh of the morning sun find delight in the sultriness when he moves deep into me as I whisper his name when I speak
When he divides me with his loins in the craving of my skin’s it slowly seeps
The Sea Queen belong to me, once I steal her Golden Halo
She will become simply a mortal, and I will have the power, her magic wherever I go
No more fins to swim as I now flow
I will walk upon the sands of time like man
My staff will conquer the four corners of the land
One more day as the high tide draws out
I will be the Sun King and every King in the Deep will want my universal clout
Copyright©SKC-2023
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