This is a poem I wrote my husband exclaiming my love for him.
Lord of My Love Temple
My spirit calls out for my lover to come home, hear me my King lets make peace in the twilight under the moon
Your walk is as graceful as the dance of lilies drifting in the wind; I shiver to think of you approaching my temple of womanhood
Enter into my body the thrust of your sugar cane until we are released of the throbbing, for I cannot wait for your bare flesh
When you touch me I quiver and the warmth of your breath on my back quakes my body inward bringing spinning spasms of satisfaction
Thunder roars when you speak, and I run at your calls of submission the wisdom you utter teach me to perform on your level of excellence
Your eyes pierce my soul as deep as a sword through my heart, while your fingers play my organs until my voice screams songs from the abyss
Kiss me and from deep within I flow out the rivers of my womb, give all of yourself to me squirting forth creations of life to live in my ocean
Oh how sweet are the fruit juices of your seed, for I bear Sons brighter than the Stars and they are blessed to receive galaxies to rule under their Mighty Father
Embrace me tight and let's intertwine into one flesh for eternity pulsating pleasure throughout our souls
The key you possess fits perfectly into the secret heart of my bedroom chambers and open the windows of love from the Heaven in the pits of my core
I can now live because you gave me life, when you came into my circle and formed a trinity triangle
Forever my love I ask to be in your presence, thank you for never leaving me and embracing me in the darkest hour with your security
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