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Like a tender kiss
The stars glisten off your lips.
Picture perfect,
The body is something to worship
Have you ever seen a Goddess?
Even now, I'm modest.
Even now, I see stardust shedding from your pride.
It's like the Queen knows it's her night, every night.
Pure royalty
Making love to her lips
Gentle fingertips placed upon her hips
Lay her down
Lick her feet
I'm not afraid of this intimacy.
I purely want to treat you like you want to be treated.
Hold you like you need to be held.
Help fight the demons That raid your castle.
I'll Be Your knight
I'll Be your squire
I'll even Be your King if desired.
Just let me love You.
~Reborn
Copyright © Malcolm Brooks | Year Posted 2016
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