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Queen Of My Waterloo Dreams
I'm laying in bed, and girl you're running through my head. And I am burning with desire. So bring your wetness into my world, I am the oyster, and you're the pearl. And only your love can put out my fire.
I got a fever for you, Girl I am going to make a believer outta you. And if you heard a rumor that I love you, and that I will place no one above you, you can believe that it is true.
You're a Queen, and I feel your royalty. I promise to love you with devotion. You are my poetry in motion, you have my commitment and my undying loyalty.
My Queen, this is my confessional. Your beauty is celestial, my love was an amateur once, until you made it professional. Because you open my mind, because you are a different kind. You're so wise and intellectual.
Grand Risings I just heard the voice of an Angel. I am stepping in the name of your love, I am caught up in your passionate web, and I don't want to get away. I thank God that I am entangle,
I'm tapping my feet, you are the rhythm to my beat, and I am dancing like I am Bo Jangles. I can't do the salsa without you. Because it takes two to tango. Caribbean Queen I know your lips taste so sweet. I want to feel your hands wrap around my head as I am between your legs, as I eat you like a mango. Slide down on upon my head, as I am laying on your bed, so that I can rock you the way I rock Kangol.
Beauty is your name. I'm the moth and you are the flame. This is an admission of my love conviction. And my heart stands to take the blame. I love you with truth and honor. And my love is locked with you. And for life it shall remain.
Grand Risings my beautiful Queen 👑 😘. I love you and I always will. My heart will never deviate from you. I shall not break my covenant with you.
I got a fever for you, Girl I am going to make a believer outta you. And if you heard a rumor that I love you, and that I will place no one above you, you can believe that it is true.
You're a Queen, and I feel your royalty. I promise to love you with devotion. You are my poetry in motion, you have my commitment and my undying loyalty.
My Queen, this is my confessional. Your beauty is celestial, my love was an amateur once, until you made it professional. Because you open my mind, because you are a different kind. You're so wise and intellectual.
Grand Risings I just heard the voice of an Angel. I am stepping in the name of your love, I am caught up in your passionate web, and I don't want to get away. I thank God that I am entangle,
I'm tapping my feet, you are the rhythm to my beat, and I am dancing like I am Bo Jangles. I can't do the salsa without you. Because it takes two to tango. Caribbean Queen I know your lips taste so sweet. I want to feel your hands wrap around my head as I am between your legs, as I eat you like a mango. Slide down on upon my head, as I am laying on your bed, so that I can rock you the way I rock Kangol.
Beauty is your name. I'm the moth and you are the flame. This is an admission of my love conviction. And my heart stands to take the blame. I love you with truth and honor. And my love is locked with you. And for life it shall remain.
Grand Risings my beautiful Queen 👑 😘. I love you and I always will. My heart will never deviate from you. I shall not break my covenant with you.
Published 5th Oct 2024
Author's Note
To my Queen of my late night dreams, that makes me write in the night as I lay in my bed. Purr for me my Sweet Kitty
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5th Oct 2024 2:49am
My love, my Hebrew King, you have spoiled me from the Heavens above to where our feet are planted upon Mother Earth, to the calling of the Sea, if I open my mouth to speak, our dialects blend so beautifully, within the calling of the night, if I close my eyes, you are there to give me comfort, I feel, if my ears are attuned to the spiritual rewards of Mother Nature, you are just a whisper away. If this is what love taste like to the senses, then my tongue will always savor that manly Moorish favor of you as I give the energy of my aura to the beckoning of your soul.
Mmm..sometimes words are not enough to convey those emotions, those sentiments felt, however, you are the reflection of my spirit that I divinely give unto you, our fused glory to us then unto humanity.
Carry my love in your spirit, always with your smooth consecration persona...tenderly prowling to my heart
Love and the softness of my caressing Hugs,
SKC🔑
Mmm..sometimes words are not enough to convey those emotions, those sentiments felt, however, you are the reflection of my spirit that I divinely give unto you, our fused glory to us then unto humanity.
Carry my love in your spirit, always with your smooth consecration persona...tenderly prowling to my heart
Love and the softness of my caressing Hugs,
SKC🔑
