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Blaze This Chariot, My Love
My sweet rose, we got over eight billion dollars during our last excavation treasure find
Egypt now has in their possession the relics of our Hebrew ancestral past
We have the cosmic means to fade in and out any dimension as we please
Oh yes, my love, the Sky is the limit
You think the world is ready for our trailblazing
Roses, honey, crowns of gold when we’re celestially lovemaking
They will never know what hit em
We ride together, my Queen
And we fly together, my King
King and Queen for life
You know I’m with you, Big Daddy
Na’ll woman, this a King’s bounty
Mm… and a Queen’s ransom
Then blaze this chariot, my love
Hold on darling, here we go
Let the dust settle as we blaze the stratosphere
I love when you talk royal to me
Our whispers on the wind
To let society know...we float through time as water flows
And somewhere in the future… off they went
To be continued when the author catches back up with those two somewhere in this lifespan
Celebrating that universal love (Black History Month)
Egypt now has in their possession the relics of our Hebrew ancestral past
We have the cosmic means to fade in and out any dimension as we please
Oh yes, my love, the Sky is the limit
You think the world is ready for our trailblazing
Roses, honey, crowns of gold when we’re celestially lovemaking
They will never know what hit em
We ride together, my Queen
And we fly together, my King
King and Queen for life
You know I’m with you, Big Daddy
Na’ll woman, this a King’s bounty
Mm… and a Queen’s ransom
Then blaze this chariot, my love
Hold on darling, here we go
Let the dust settle as we blaze the stratosphere
I love when you talk royal to me
Our whispers on the wind
To let society know...we float through time as water flows
And somewhere in the future… off they went
To be continued when the author catches back up with those two somewhere in this lifespan
Celebrating that universal love (Black History Month)
Published 3rd Feb 2024
Author's Note
If the path be beautiful, let us not ask where it leads.
Anatole France
Anatole France
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'What a sweet, sensual spill, my friend, as love knows no boundaries. Love this.'
3rd Feb 2024 8:21pm
Brilliant play of words..
Hold on darling, here we go
Let the dust settle as we blaze the stratosphere
I love when you talk royal to me
Our whispers on the wind
To let society know...we float through time as water flow
Hold on darling, here we go
Let the dust settle as we blaze the stratosphere
I love when you talk royal to me
Our whispers on the wind
To let society know...we float through time as water flow
3rd Feb 2024 8:21pm
Long live the King to hear and adore these strong expressions of true feeling of love..
3rd Feb 2024 9:31pm
7th Feb 2024 4:37pm
