Psalms Of Passion For The Warterloo Queen

Oh tears of Isis cover me in your droppings. You flow from the eye of Horus. As the great Euphrates rivers is gallantly drifting.

 You are the life power of spring showers. You are the rising tide of the oceans waving and shifting.

 The red clouds at sunsets, when the blue skies are enchanted by you so the day light slipping into the darkness that the moonlight is gripping.

  Oh I say to you my Queen, you are the soothing of raindrops, And Solomon falls in love with wisdom,as your wetness is caressing his dreadlocks.  

 My Waterloo Queen you are the dancing lyrics of Solomon's songs. I recite into the night your Waterloo psalms.

 I feel my heart beating like running stallions hooves at it beats in your palm. You are life healing it's salves and it's balms.

 You are the parting of the sea. Where Moses raised his mighty staff to set his people free. Oh you are the music of beauty and it's melody.

 Love scriptures are written with magical your ink. The sweet scent of your essence, pleases the nose of Sphinx.

  You are the jewel of the sky, and your seductive smile makes the stars of the night sparkle and wink. I recite my awes of you as I am shedding my hard lust as I am lost in your drink.

  Golden goblets are held in ancients Kings hands. As they are drunk in your seduction and spill their lust in the sands.
 They pay tribute to your nakedness as their flesh harden taking a cardinal stand.

You are the beauty that tames the beast in a man.   My Queen of the river the oceans and streams.

 I climax at your touching as I drift inside your wetness of dreams.  The silence of the night is broken.

As I fill it with my cardinal pleasure filled screams.  As I empty my creamy passions for my Waterloo Queen.