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Mm.. He's My Grand Rising Wishes And Whispered Lullabies

Stealing his heart    
You had me at sweet disadvantage  
When you blazed the celestial element of time    
Riding into my life on a dream    
 
Whispering ancient secrets of old    
Migrating my mind in and out of time    
Glimpsing into the hidden depth of your cerebral cortex    
Drawing me in with tender peeks of imaginings    
   
Shifting through his aspirations    
Taking hold of his wishes    
Upholding for the world to see the worth of my empowering    
Mm... knowledge pronounced from his lips is a gift  
He keeps my skin supple with the lick of his creed  
 
Bedding them deep in the midst of my intellect  
He keeps me coming back for more  
The meaning of his adoration never tasted, felt, or looked so good  
My skin tingles when he kisses the peak of my sacred of my Crown  
 
Knowledge is slipping, his wisdom for me is dangling    
For hands of greater good to catch    
Eyes to envision    
Hearts to decipherer as he is easing in truth of his love  
My body peaks to the act of such divine laying in the act of such a pleasurable meaning    
   
The master key within me he softly twists    
Unlocking the inner being of himself    
Asunder of Heart, Mind, Body, as they awaken my spirit    
Mm... joining him in the sea of saturated benedictions  
These emotions are for sale    
Shh... however, what I can tell  
A hushed mind, a closed mouth, can never forsake things meant not to assail    
Palming the robust elements of him  
Holding the earthly components of its veracity to my heart    
   
Caressing his mind    
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 uplifting to the calling of his plummeting nature  
Legs entwined, sheets entangled, together, allow no man or woman to asunder  
Oh, sweet mercy, he embeds the fluidity of his creed    
Kismet karma embraced    
   
The seeds of his loins bucketing    
The lineage of his greatness spilling forth  
Accepting the ardent calling to feel    
My womanhood, weakened by streams of him, now us    
 
Knighting him within the cocoon of my silken monarch  
Queening me with the insignia of his scepter  
Governing the droplets of each other’s gratification in the throne of ordained ecstasy    
Reeking of its internal bliss    
   
Giving unto him the baptizing sacredness of my loyalty    
Mingling souls    
Cries of its unity reverberating    
Falling as one    
   
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, caressing his mind  
 
Oh, to be loved...
 
 
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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Author's Note
Through Love all that is bitter will be sweet, Through Love all that is copper will be gold, Through Love all dregs will become wine, through Love all pain will turn to medicine.

Rumi
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