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Mm.. Midnight At The Oasis
Arched rainbows cover the skies
That spiritual element when he parts these melanin toned thighs
The abyss lays open before me
He softly whispers in my ear as he gyrates deeper inside for that beautiful tease
This Angel Queen, a Yoruba Goddess who has his heart, covets that mind to the powers that be
Our intellects thrive in union, not upon windows panes, give it sunshine, devoid to ever grow weary
Oh, my love, a tender caress, spoken words of spiritual incantations, to ease the famine of such a long awaited dreary
An explosion from the eighth dimension we are beyond the graven lands of chaos
Wayward steps, unto the winds, divine aspirations, salutations, no bitterness to declare of its loss
Upon my bosom, he spills his dreams, his wishes, upon my fountain, as he sniffs all up on this sultry coin toss
He lures my intellect, my emotions felt, resting our magic carpet ride into unknown dimensions.
Bark arched, oh yes… I know he loves me, already stated, if I never have mentioned
Shh… close your eyes, my love, inhale me in, the stars, we are the skies, ordained for us within this beautiful life
Rest my love, no more, misbeliefs from bitter strife, tears of bait from rift rife
I feel like a sultry marionette in the palms of his hands
A Creole woman, my French seductive whispers to his ear who feels his vibe, feeding his desires, he understands
Within the temple of our stardust, the Sun the Moon, we soar as a stratospheric force
Mental loving, getting satisfied off this butter rum it's the only choice
Our strings are bound as we walk without ill will
Lying in my bed, my poetic love, getting addicted off my creamy spills
My head goes one way, mmm… my legs the other
Yes... it works for me under the covers
My climatic peaks
My soul unto him my essence seeps
My moans, his mouth cover while in my sweeten peach
My intellect, the cocoon of my being, I preach
My love, as he releases unto me, as we both in the height of glory reach
I've entered sacred grounds
Yes…deeper my love he consoles, a rare love in him I’ve found
We've opened Pandora's box without intention
The beginning, ending we are the Hebrew maze of destines, our own divine extensions
Adoration sealed, you can smell our ecstasy for eyes glimpsing in
No apple to bite, I am the light, the dark, my heart captivated from why back when, mm… then again
I am here loving him from the strands upon his head, way past his muscular knees, inside me what a please
If only I could go back and correct mankind’s sin
The irony is to make stronger as rapture for us we begin
Shh…passion has now been awoken
Sailing on the bliss as spoken, given unto him as a consecrated token
He’d lay himself down to be my blanket
Sure, you would my love, my words, my supple yearns, listening to his groans as love we make it
The shelter for those cold moments
Mmm... my loving putting him in asexual coma
Awakening him with my sweet smelling aroma
My love screams out, will he hear my call
He is but a man, made in the will of Yoshua's image, without unity, we fall
A love that withers the elements of time, yet stands, proud and tall
Mm.. Midnight At The Oasis
That spiritual element when he parts these melanin toned thighs
The abyss lays open before me
He softly whispers in my ear as he gyrates deeper inside for that beautiful tease
This Angel Queen, a Yoruba Goddess who has his heart, covets that mind to the powers that be
Our intellects thrive in union, not upon windows panes, give it sunshine, devoid to ever grow weary
Oh, my love, a tender caress, spoken words of spiritual incantations, to ease the famine of such a long awaited dreary
An explosion from the eighth dimension we are beyond the graven lands of chaos
Wayward steps, unto the winds, divine aspirations, salutations, no bitterness to declare of its loss
Upon my bosom, he spills his dreams, his wishes, upon my fountain, as he sniffs all up on this sultry coin toss
He lures my intellect, my emotions felt, resting our magic carpet ride into unknown dimensions.
Bark arched, oh yes… I know he loves me, already stated, if I never have mentioned
Shh… close your eyes, my love, inhale me in, the stars, we are the skies, ordained for us within this beautiful life
Rest my love, no more, misbeliefs from bitter strife, tears of bait from rift rife
I feel like a sultry marionette in the palms of his hands
A Creole woman, my French seductive whispers to his ear who feels his vibe, feeding his desires, he understands
Within the temple of our stardust, the Sun the Moon, we soar as a stratospheric force
Mental loving, getting satisfied off this butter rum it's the only choice
Our strings are bound as we walk without ill will
Lying in my bed, my poetic love, getting addicted off my creamy spills
My head goes one way, mmm… my legs the other
Yes... it works for me under the covers
My climatic peaks
My soul unto him my essence seeps
My moans, his mouth cover while in my sweeten peach
My intellect, the cocoon of my being, I preach
My love, as he releases unto me, as we both in the height of glory reach
I've entered sacred grounds
Yes…deeper my love he consoles, a rare love in him I’ve found
We've opened Pandora's box without intention
The beginning, ending we are the Hebrew maze of destines, our own divine extensions
Adoration sealed, you can smell our ecstasy for eyes glimpsing in
No apple to bite, I am the light, the dark, my heart captivated from why back when, mm… then again
I am here loving him from the strands upon his head, way past his muscular knees, inside me what a please
If only I could go back and correct mankind’s sin
The irony is to make stronger as rapture for us we begin
Shh…passion has now been awoken
Sailing on the bliss as spoken, given unto him as a consecrated token
He’d lay himself down to be my blanket
Sure, you would my love, my words, my supple yearns, listening to his groans as love we make it
The shelter for those cold moments
Mmm... my loving putting him in asexual coma
Awakening him with my sweet smelling aroma
My love screams out, will he hear my call
He is but a man, made in the will of Yoshua's image, without unity, we fall
A love that withers the elements of time, yet stands, proud and tall
Mm.. Midnight At The Oasis
Published 8th Jun 2024
| Edited 10th Jun 2024
Author's Note
This is my finished fireplace that has taken the four gentlemen two weeks to finally build in my living room.
You guys did a great job, and I am proud of your work, truly
Love and Hugs, always,
SKC🤎
You guys did a great job, and I am proud of your work, truly
Love and Hugs, always,
SKC🤎
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8th Jun 2024 10:49pm
WOW, my dear friend, in these lines in my mind are the sensual. Are the heart of this sweet, seductive spill
My climatic peaks
My soul unto him my essence seeps
My moans, his mouth cover while in my sweeten peach
My intellect, the cocoon of my being, I preach
My love, as he releases unto me, as we both in the height of glory reach
My climatic peaks
My soul unto him my essence seeps
My moans, his mouth cover while in my sweeten peach
My intellect, the cocoon of my being, I preach
My love, as he releases unto me, as we both in the height of glory reach
9th Jun 2024 4:45am
Ahh... thank you, my dear friend, for taking the time to read and adding such a spiritual invocation to my sacred canvas, it is highly appreciated and taken in merit and in truth
This beautiful invocation is to honor love and the passion it softly provokes.
May your Saturday evening continue to be found in peace and ruled by the settlements of inspirations.
Love and Hugs, always.
SKC🤎
This beautiful invocation is to honor love and the passion it softly provokes.
May your Saturday evening continue to be found in peace and ruled by the settlements of inspirations.
Love and Hugs, always.
SKC🤎
8th Jun 2024 11:06pm
I love it my Queen, you are cool raindrops on my hot head, I am a hot summer day, heated by your hot alluring words. You are my spring giving birth to my imagination. I am birthed in the womb, of your seduction. I am swimming between your two warm rivers. My crown is so wet as, your river fall lead me to your enticing oceans.And I cannot swim. And I am happy to drown between your two warm worlds of love and passion. I'm coming my Queen I have arrived.
9th Jun 2024 5:18am
There are affirmations of such worthy praises, my King, and then there are passionate poetic stanzas that once paired between mind and heart, once ink stained, resonates like a symphonic credence veiled in a heartfelt cloak.
I softly curtsy to you in reverence of taking the time to read, and then drawing upon the wisdom of your esoteric energy to inscribe an embracing collage of stanzas upon my divine wall.
Grand Rising to you, as I wish you a tranquil Sunday, and may the Heavenly Gods bless over you in all that you inspire, by your heart, by your mind, as you uplift the spirit of this Queen’s soul.
Enjoy your Sunday in all the Creator’s splendid glory
Love and Hugs, always
SKC🤎
I softly curtsy to you in reverence of taking the time to read, and then drawing upon the wisdom of your esoteric energy to inscribe an embracing collage of stanzas upon my divine wall.
Grand Rising to you, as I wish you a tranquil Sunday, and may the Heavenly Gods bless over you in all that you inspire, by your heart, by your mind, as you uplift the spirit of this Queen’s soul.
Enjoy your Sunday in all the Creator’s splendid glory
Love and Hugs, always
SKC🤎
9th Jun 2024 5:10am
The sounds and sights at your oasis
Turned up lips on smiling faces
Joy and love are my reaction
Your butter rum is satisfaction
These words you write spill down the page
You, my muse, also my sage
My lover too in cyber space
My fantasies are no disgrace
Turned up lips on smiling faces
Joy and love are my reaction
Your butter rum is satisfaction
These words you write spill down the page
You, my muse, also my sage
My lover too in cyber space
My fantasies are no disgrace
9th Jun 2024 5:47am
Thank you, for the words of poetic encouragement, my poet
Your comments have always carried with them an expressive foray to advise me, my musings, meets your approval or found to be insightful.
As Sunday unfolds, I do hope this day bring your rewards for you to use and share among humanity
Love and Hugs, always,
SKC🤎
Your comments have always carried with them an expressive foray to advise me, my musings, meets your approval or found to be insightful.
As Sunday unfolds, I do hope this day bring your rewards for you to use and share among humanity
Love and Hugs, always,
SKC🤎
9th Jun 2024 11:24am
Every day is rewarding and beneficial for me and those around me. I hope and pray all the days are the the same for you
9th Jun 2024 3:44pm
Eloquently stated my poet, and universally noted.. and many blessings to you as I wish you a wonderful day in progress.
9th Jun 2024 3:49pm
Such lovely fireside excursions it seems.
"The abyss lays open before me
He softly whispers in my ear as he gyrates deeper inside for that beautiful tease"
Now there will be a few ways to keep warm, no doubt!
"Lying in my bed, my poetic love, getting addicted off my creamy spills
My head goes one way, mmm… my legs the other"
Amazing what the imagination can stir.
"The shelter for those cold moments
Mmm... my loving putting him in asexual coma
Awakening him with my sweet smelling aroma"
It appears it will be a nice addition.
"The abyss lays open before me
He softly whispers in my ear as he gyrates deeper inside for that beautiful tease"
Now there will be a few ways to keep warm, no doubt!
"Lying in my bed, my poetic love, getting addicted off my creamy spills
My head goes one way, mmm… my legs the other"
Amazing what the imagination can stir.
"The shelter for those cold moments
Mmm... my loving putting him in asexual coma
Awakening him with my sweet smelling aroma"
It appears it will be a nice addition.
11th Jun 2024 5:09am
Oh, what a metal inviting comment, which I could feel, and rightfully so coming from the mind of a tender poet.
I do hope your Monday has been a blessing and rewarding as you ventured throughout your day.
In the nature of such a humbly praise, thank you for taking the time to read as well.
Enjoy your Tuesday and be safe in your daily motions.
Love and Hugs for you always,
SKC👄
I do hope your Monday has been a blessing and rewarding as you ventured throughout your day.
In the nature of such a humbly praise, thank you for taking the time to read as well.
Enjoy your Tuesday and be safe in your daily motions.
Love and Hugs for you always,
SKC👄
10th Jun 2024 3:45pm
11th Jun 2024 5:07am
What a beautiful Sunrise to see a Hebrew King's words ink stained upon my wall of divinity.
I hope you have been well in your absence, and life is treating you well, each day for you to continue your forwarding progress in life.
Thank you for slowing down to read my divine incantation and the hopeful and encouraging comment in tow.
Have an inspiring Tuesday as we have crossed over into.
Love and Hugs, always,
SKC🤎
I hope you have been well in your absence, and life is treating you well, each day for you to continue your forwarding progress in life.
Thank you for slowing down to read my divine incantation and the hopeful and encouraging comment in tow.
Have an inspiring Tuesday as we have crossed over into.
Love and Hugs, always,
SKC🤎
12th Jun 2024 2:39am
The moonlight is making you glisten while enjoying sweet sweet love. Keep on writing my Queen.
So I meant to come back to this one. A little history on “Midnight at the Oasis”. The song was written by David Nichtern. He is a renowned instructor of Shambhala Buddhism meditation. On the website “Songfacts” he explains about writing this song. I will quote his comment here, “I wrote the song before I started working with Maria (Muldaur)... the details are a little bit intimate, but let's just say there was a girl, a waterbed, feta cheese and grape leaves, and a Martin 000-18 near by.” Of course, a Martin 000-18 is an acoustic guitar. The lyrics motivated by a romantic rendezvous. Sometimes I delve deeper into the music than most others.
17th Jun 2024 7:20am
Wow .. beautiful ink
Your word-play is beyond captivating, leaving one wanting more. Keep writing my beautiful friend
Your word-play is beyond captivating, leaving one wanting more. Keep writing my beautiful friend
