My Queen

I eat of her impatiently, as if she was food for the gods or exotic food for the stars, the wind lavishly blows her scent through gardens, we relax-n-release tension, orgasming through the forest, I’ve beseem my queen and she befits her king, vintage-n-very expensive Japanese art covers our hearts, her gold crispy succulent thighs, coincides with her backside, both thicker than any Indian tribe, her vibe changes the colors of my eyes, God blew her soul into my soul, so together we live our lives, where we age, but our lover never gets old, she stays warm 4 she never gets cold, I eat of her flesh, the tender meat of her breast, her inner self, I renew her health, I share her breath, I inhale her best, I never exhale for death is next, for I will eat of her soul-n-spirit, for we would have left behind our flesh, I love you more than any emotion can express, more than any tongue can confess, may 4 ever together our souls rest, I’m full of your flesh, I belong in your soul, I belong with your spirit, I’m intoxicated off cups of your blood, God bless Sable, I eat of your flesh, 4 you nourish me best. Excuse me I just Belched, Amen, God Bless