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My Honeyed Scent (Shapeshifter- A Black Panther Queen)
As I close my eyes
I feel the warmth of the Sun casted on the silhouette of my surmise
Unto this day may I softy prowls of on all fours
To taste the love, serenity, to know the beguiling scent of a Black Panther King in the cathedral in and one of time, forevermore
Upon the winds of times
I commence my spirit and scent; may it haunt the nostrils within the mist to the forest
A queen among the pack, for our nocturnal passionate trysts
As his prey, he does bring that carnal bliss
I hear the howling in the wind
I know he is approaching, as the tress bow upon their bend
A Black Panther King, unto this night, hypnotic eyes, stand in his own right
Undress me and ease into my deep emotions, elevate me as you thrust in the passage of my temple with your primitive hunger
Yes, yes give me all your might
Make me your Queen in this lifetime, the calling of your cravings I shall covet in the next, sealing that oath with my soft kiss
Your desires, your needs from yesteryears, within my cocoon of love, I shall touch you in reminisce
From beast to man, a man who will taste the trickles of my silken gifts
Tongue twirling around mine, the taste of immortality he savors from off my lips
Cup my hips, my Black Panther King, as his soul inside me, humping and his backbone slips
Mm... his penetrating dips
Oh, sweet mercy, gyrating faster on the feeling of his cum and get me pre-drips
Craving, bathing, baptizing me with his plummeting in my yoni, over and over at ninety degrees
Mm…I do love the aphrodisiac of his sweating greed when he lavishes his tongue all over me
My love, take my body and dive into the feeling upon this bed of tender moss, covet by your muscular physique
You bring that wet love to my soul, like love potion
My legs to your chest, mm.. we both getting dazed in euphoric of that bed motion
Allow the words I rubbed upon my silken skin, you taste
Touching me with the caress of every vibe you imprint upon my sacredness sensations
My Chi.. lost in the rite of his beautiful anticipation
Looking deep within my eyes, mirroring what spoken stanzas cannot capture, or speak of its vivid emotions within its reflection
With gentle strokes of adoration
Seeps the essence of my soul you beseech, taking pieces of me without hesitation
The cradle of Nirvana we consume, mesmerized by the heat of your scorching fires
Famished whispers coating my mind in the tornado flow of your beguiling desires
Is it my heart that beats, or the thunderous echoes of your pulsating serenades, I’m attuned
The melody as your footsteps comes closer under the rites of the Blue Moon
Suffocating me within space, as even near, is too far
The first touch of your lips against mine, relishing, knowing you were ordained by the stars
My sweeten pheromones reeking beyond the planet of Mars
The hunger of my essence draws you in the creamy drips of my honeyed infused elixir
You say, you want, you need, what a hard cocktail, when you are stirring the harness inside my creamy mixer
Funneling deeper and deeper, as the nature of your yearns ceremoniously rise
In the heighten clarity of bliss, spreading my divine halo even wide
Whispering in my ear, let you take my mind, my body to the skies
Our bodies marvel in the relic of uncontrollability urges, our minds come, and then fulfill
My back arched yearning for those love spills
Tender mummers I echo in the wind
The cadence as you bind me with the sweetened descend of plummeting, you sinking in and in, again, and again
Clenching you in the locked abyss of my sultry passion
Writing the allurement of your cravings upon the canvas of my delicate skin
Scribbling the calling of my name to the Heavens from why back when
Closing my eyes, parting, the ingress to my wanderlust slicked, cresting, at its climatic peak
Too far gown to even speak
I give unto you
Flooding the gates of paradise as he strokes all in and out my honeyed dew
Drowning me within the warmth of his streams of rapture
Crashing into a surge of his thunderous flow
Suspending me, rendering me defenseless, breathless, passion marking my neck as he takes no breaths to go slow
Two spirits bathing, sedated by the King, in quest for of his cum
Our essence mingling as one
He leaves me suspended in animation and wet
As we asunder in the depth of Kismet Karma's kisses, as we prowl the wonders of our destined galaxy
Only to make love to me once again...mm... I do love the way the man foreplay, his foretease, then that rushing, gushing, when he appeases
Riding the beautiful tidal wave of Nirvana
I feel the warmth of the Sun casted on the silhouette of my surmise
Unto this day may I softy prowls of on all fours
To taste the love, serenity, to know the beguiling scent of a Black Panther King in the cathedral in and one of time, forevermore
Upon the winds of times
I commence my spirit and scent; may it haunt the nostrils within the mist to the forest
A queen among the pack, for our nocturnal passionate trysts
As his prey, he does bring that carnal bliss
I hear the howling in the wind
I know he is approaching, as the tress bow upon their bend
A Black Panther King, unto this night, hypnotic eyes, stand in his own right
Undress me and ease into my deep emotions, elevate me as you thrust in the passage of my temple with your primitive hunger
Yes, yes give me all your might
Make me your Queen in this lifetime, the calling of your cravings I shall covet in the next, sealing that oath with my soft kiss
Your desires, your needs from yesteryears, within my cocoon of love, I shall touch you in reminisce
From beast to man, a man who will taste the trickles of my silken gifts
Tongue twirling around mine, the taste of immortality he savors from off my lips
Cup my hips, my Black Panther King, as his soul inside me, humping and his backbone slips
Mm... his penetrating dips
Oh, sweet mercy, gyrating faster on the feeling of his cum and get me pre-drips
Craving, bathing, baptizing me with his plummeting in my yoni, over and over at ninety degrees
Mm…I do love the aphrodisiac of his sweating greed when he lavishes his tongue all over me
My love, take my body and dive into the feeling upon this bed of tender moss, covet by your muscular physique
You bring that wet love to my soul, like love potion
My legs to your chest, mm.. we both getting dazed in euphoric of that bed motion
Allow the words I rubbed upon my silken skin, you taste
Touching me with the caress of every vibe you imprint upon my sacredness sensations
My Chi.. lost in the rite of his beautiful anticipation
Looking deep within my eyes, mirroring what spoken stanzas cannot capture, or speak of its vivid emotions within its reflection
With gentle strokes of adoration
Seeps the essence of my soul you beseech, taking pieces of me without hesitation
The cradle of Nirvana we consume, mesmerized by the heat of your scorching fires
Famished whispers coating my mind in the tornado flow of your beguiling desires
Is it my heart that beats, or the thunderous echoes of your pulsating serenades, I’m attuned
The melody as your footsteps comes closer under the rites of the Blue Moon
Suffocating me within space, as even near, is too far
The first touch of your lips against mine, relishing, knowing you were ordained by the stars
My sweeten pheromones reeking beyond the planet of Mars
The hunger of my essence draws you in the creamy drips of my honeyed infused elixir
You say, you want, you need, what a hard cocktail, when you are stirring the harness inside my creamy mixer
Funneling deeper and deeper, as the nature of your yearns ceremoniously rise
In the heighten clarity of bliss, spreading my divine halo even wide
Whispering in my ear, let you take my mind, my body to the skies
Our bodies marvel in the relic of uncontrollability urges, our minds come, and then fulfill
My back arched yearning for those love spills
Tender mummers I echo in the wind
The cadence as you bind me with the sweetened descend of plummeting, you sinking in and in, again, and again
Clenching you in the locked abyss of my sultry passion
Writing the allurement of your cravings upon the canvas of my delicate skin
Scribbling the calling of my name to the Heavens from why back when
Closing my eyes, parting, the ingress to my wanderlust slicked, cresting, at its climatic peak
Too far gown to even speak
I give unto you
Flooding the gates of paradise as he strokes all in and out my honeyed dew
Drowning me within the warmth of his streams of rapture
Crashing into a surge of his thunderous flow
Suspending me, rendering me defenseless, breathless, passion marking my neck as he takes no breaths to go slow
Two spirits bathing, sedated by the King, in quest for of his cum
Our essence mingling as one
He leaves me suspended in animation and wet
As we asunder in the depth of Kismet Karma's kisses, as we prowl the wonders of our destined galaxy
Only to make love to me once again...mm... I do love the way the man foreplay, his foretease, then that rushing, gushing, when he appeases
Riding the beautiful tidal wave of Nirvana
Published 25th Oct 2024
| Edited 26th Oct 2024
Author's Note
Love will find its way through all languages on its own.
Rumi
Rumi
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26th Oct 2024 00:10am
26th Oct 2024 2:20am
Thank you, my friend, for inscribing upon my divine wall your poetic approval, it is always much appreciated,
Please enjoy the lateness of the hour and have a magnificent weekend.
Love and Hugs,
SKC🐾🐾
Please enjoy the lateness of the hour and have a magnificent weekend.
Love and Hugs,
SKC🐾🐾
26th Oct 2024 2:33am
26th Oct 2024 3:11am
26th Oct 2024 00:29am
My Queen hear my roar as I roam this concrete jungle. I smell your scent as my heart beats, so mighty and humble. One touch from you. And my cold world crumbles. I catch you between the sheets and our flesh starts to rumble. A love tap, a love fight. Wet from sweat of passion. Your beautiful eyes are as full as the moon as you moan through the night. You my lover my Queen, my spirit lifter. I am your King with that magical thing, your midnight shape shifter. My lust for you arouse my harden flesh, I enter you scream out your name,I am lost inside of you, I have become a mind drifter. Oh yes I am your mighty Black Panther King, I'm the Lord who swings a broad sword. I am the King of the ring
26th Oct 2024 10:39pm
I am floating on the celestial vibe of your lassoing poetic blanket, my love rushing the window of my mind, then, all at me, like the Black Panther King, you are, with the heart of a fierce warrior. I am feeling your sacred oil, my love; splashing me with its wisdom of that esoteric blew, Melanin Roasted to meet any Grand Rising laison between a Moorish King and a Hebrew Queen.
Thank you, baby, truly, this Blank Panther Queen, got you.
I am praying your evening concludes on a restful and peaceful slumber and have a spiritual weekend wherever you move in the moment, as I said, you are smooth when you are prowling my heart.
Forevermore, lays in the midst of resting her tender femininity within the comforting arms of Infinity's masculinity Copyright©SKC-2024
Mmm..yes, always upon my soft skin,
SKC 🍑
Thank you, baby, truly, this Blank Panther Queen, got you.
I am praying your evening concludes on a restful and peaceful slumber and have a spiritual weekend wherever you move in the moment, as I said, you are smooth when you are prowling my heart.
Forevermore, lays in the midst of resting her tender femininity within the comforting arms of Infinity's masculinity Copyright©SKC-2024
Mmm..yes, always upon my soft skin,
SKC 🍑
2nd Nov 2024 2:38am
