Bonjour, Mon Soleil Levant, Mon Orisha Maure de la Souveraineté du Crépuscule

Bonjour, Mon Soleil Levant, Mon Orisha Maure de la Souveraineté du Crépuscule

Someone like you
Remembrance of love
Whispered played melodies
Taste of its honey

Famished of the desire
Streams of your lust basking in the canal of my sultriness
Instilling deep in the abyss of my creamy essence
Entwined of its alluring calling
Blending souls swept away in a typhoon of heated ecstasy
Floating on lover’s reminisce

Mm..you feel so good all up in it, papi

Beautiful cosmic alliance
Hearts soaring
Unified minds bowing unto thy grace
Pleasure found, touched by celestial sentiments
Naked souls running free

Bonjour, Mon Soleil Levant, Mon Orisha Maure de la Souveraineté du Crépuscule
Can you see me, feel me
Oh God, tell me you can taste the famished passion of me all over your tongue
Softly kiss my lips as my Halo gloves the gifts of your mighty being
Lavishing the penetration of your soul within the craving of my cocooned warmth
Coveting your manliness
Your pearls of life, jerking, releasing
My eyes fluttering close, back arched in the foray of receiving

Your pants galloping
Your grip to my skin tightening
Your neck stretched back to calling of the Heavens
Oh God, what a beautiful echoing enchantment given unto ether
And that you are, an Orisha Yoruba God, giving me a satin blanket to your Sun Days, your Moorish Nights
Mm, pushing it in, kissing all over my pointing toes to the skies
Slowly licking up your hairy chest wall as you pulling it out
Sinking deeper and deeper inside my climatic rainfall
Oh, sweet mercy, I cannot catch, my breath

Laying your mental presence all over me
Our existence falls at the throne of life’s glory
Give us our daily bread
As two souls come under the covers when hearts, minds, Chi’s interweave upon the holistic sheets
Giving, surrendering, unto pools of rapture of our licentious greet, and your soft and sweeten midnight feast

Bonjour, Mon Soleil Levant, Mon Orisha Maure de la Souveraineté du Crépuscule
The salvation of honeyed blessings
Catching the feverish rush of carnal by love’s designs
The kiss of rapture floating into the arms of the universe
Reach out and lasso fate

Feel it, bathe me in the yearns of your consecrated love
Rekindling lost spirits by destiny
Aching for the flames of desires dancing in the gentlest wind

Bonjour, Mon Soleil Levant, Mon Orisha Maure de la Souveraineté du Crépuscule

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