My Queen, I am Judah, my heart roars for you
The sun rises to hear it; it moves the oceans
So, count the tides
My heart is beating scriptures, and you are the reason why
My Queen, I am your Judah anoint my flowing mane with the moisture of your love
As I rest my head between your thighs
Let me feel you with the essence of all the twelve tribes
You are sacred, my loving spiritual scribe
I feel the warmth of the sun and I feel your vibes
Roar, for the land the has been nullified by man
Where riches of the melanin hue, were free to roam the vast lands
Peace was a universal love, it was a sacred emotion to feel
The deprivation ideology of sin, was not ruled by mortars thy free will
Tell me, my Moorish King
Sing to the Sun, as the freedom of your voice rings
I'm your Judah, don't dread my locks
My Queen, you are so divine and wise
I don't have to look up to see the stars in the sky
I stare intensely into your being, and I see Heaven in your eyes
The reflection of my ancestors you glimpsed in my eyes
Soft voices of old, from Creole Queens, who has seductively swayed French Kings betwixt their thighs
Can I covet your heart, my love throughout midnight upon a grand sunrise
I am bowing to humanity in the wonders of civilization’s surmise, my scroll is to give cover when darkness has eclipsed a sunrise
And a silent prayer to comfort tribune chaos, and mental purgatory
No weapon against thee shall prosper when truth and compassion, reign under Allah’s glory
I am the inscription upon your mind
My scent of compassion has traveled through the passage of grace and have spoken from synagogues unto dignities once upon a time
The riddles of my reason and rhymes have baptized sacred stones that can tell you the lineage of earth’s stories
Ascend me, my love, elevate the relics of my Chakras in the breath of breathing
Uphold your Rod and your Staff, my King and comfort, your Hebrew Queen in a world of tears, fears, hollowed cheers, and nightmares in a world of make believing
I am Judah. I am where the eagle who flies
Let me climb your stairway to Heaven so that I can stand on High
I’m your Judah, let me explore your wonders
Let your waterfalls fall upon me, so that I can fill your paradise with thunder
I am your Judah, so strong and humble
I am your King, and I rule your jungle, I am your Judah
I am chosen from God, so rare you are, unique, the gentle pillow cradled around my hard when the gift of my mind speaks
I am running and I am coming to hear my charge
Oh, my Yoruba God, who kneels at my feet
A kiss upon my skin as our hearts bind and the silhouette of our stalwart souls greet
Yes, whisper my name on the breeze of forevermore as you softly dine on the sweet savor of my supple skin
A pleasure unto the Yoruba Goddess felt now and way back then
Oh, you feel like a divine promise once you ease into my intellectual hotspot.. mmm… and then love making for us begins
Oh yes, we are the creation time has forgotten
Uprising like King Ra and his Queen La Luna, French kissed and tenderly sealed
A sacred oath to His resurrection of the Holy One, who was begotten
Allah has blessed me to be at your side for you I will forever ride
Righteous laws by the Most High I would abide
The devil is going to try to attack us from all angles
But we will stay protected as we do the tango
I place my bone before your throne
Let every inch add up, because I am your love Shango
Kiss me first and just hold me, please
You have traveled so far to reach me, taste my essence my handsome King from the vast sea
A man, Allah has given me from the Ancient Hieroglyphics of eternity
Come soar with me to the majestic skies
Where our souls will be sanctified as you slowly part my thighs
Trickling all over my lips
I am going to stick my tongue out to catch all your honey drips
I am going to be gripping your hips
And bang you with this Dunkin stick
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