Infinity Compassion (Midnight Oracles)

Come my love in the temple of my mind
Let yourself submerge in my indulgent current of time
Where love for the eyes in midnight oracles shall wondrously appear
A place of humbleness devoid of man’s vile, his warfare, his silent tears
Allow me to reminisce in benediction of merriment’s yesteryears

Promises to the heart to surrender until the tenderness of my supple skin
Bodies pasted as we bathed in the depth of the Nile, let my cooing whispers echo our sentiments as way back when
A Queen of Egypt by the hieroglyphics embedded upon walls
Cleopatra’s elegance, Queen of Sheba’s grace to have charmed the greatness, my curvaceous mystique has allured them all
Unto the fierce Kings, I am his beautiful accessory upon the throne to preserve his kingdom, elevate his intellect in battle from an imperial fall

I am the silent clandestine when royalty desires the hunger of nightly passion
My spirit, unto a mortal man, takes of my succulent wishes in his silken sheets, sacred blending in the holistic greet, the silhouette of our souls clashing

Mmm, my coveting mist, his deep-throated groans from the invading bliss, the softness, he grips tighter upon the savoring flavor of my enticing lips
A Yoruba Orisha coming forth in the creamy passage of my sweetened dew, throughout time, his midnight-craved food
A Graceborn Soul in disguise
To bear your dreams, your aspirations while venturing farther between the sacredness of my honeyed thighs
Infinity compassion giveth to the weary, shelter from Earth’s atrocities and famine that blankets the wickedness of the land
The power of faith I enthuse, so shall it be cast, so shall it last as I outstretch the seven chakra stones in my hand

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