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The Waterloo (Wade In The Water- Portals)

The Waterloo  
Below Sea Level
 
 
After the calling of twilight, the illuminating moon sits high          
Blue majestic skies to surrender unto Heaven’s sweetest surprise          
Captivating felines roaming in search of its handsome prey          
Delighted in fusing, sentiments be that it may          
Enchanted blandishments to utter for the taking makes life worth living          
Fervent emotions of tender giving, sentiments spinning          
          
Glorious beauty to behold          
Hopes, dreams, aspirations the soul consoles          
In the revered scrolls you will find the benevolence of my creed          
Justifiable in the journey as my mouth speaks for my faith to believe          
King of Spade searching high and low for this Queen of Heart          
Lustful interactions, blending, palms bridged, creating a masterful work of art          
          
Moans and groans, echoing in the realm of time          
Nirvana’s stairway we climb, bodies surrender unto, by fate’s designs          
Over the rainbow you suspend the core of my mind, intoxicating my soul like fine wine          
Poetic caresses you scribble of over my skin, again and again          
Quiet touches as you slide in, merging souls, as the flight of passion for us begins          
          
Resting in the cove of my silken Chi, before the dusk of dawn rapture will be gently felt  
So handsome he stands as he steals my labored breath, my heart, oh, he tenderly melts            
Tantalizing me in the heights of undulated pleasure          
Unified temples we become, falling to the will of his spirit no other man can measure          
Vowing to love me, inspiring the sacredness of my carnal needs          
          
Whispering in my ear, not to have any fears, we bow unto mercy ordained by the stratosphere         
Xenodochy is my principle, may you be blessed as we meet and asunder my dear
Ying to my beautiful Yang he is, a blown kiss in the wind, it floats forevermore            
Zealot with compassion to have a soft spot in one’s heart for
       
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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Author's Note
The Waterloo
Below Sea Level

A place in time like no other, where the dreams of your imagination flourishes, felt, embraced. Royal lineage of Hebrew Kings, Hebrew Queens, Heavenly God and Goddesses of old to greet the mind, uplift the spirt, and give wisdom before the emergent of Earth.

Intellectual food to the heart is the temple of the body ordained by the creed of Allah felt in the essence of beyond your third eyes of your 3-D existence.

Wade In The Water
Sacred Orator


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