Worship My Body

You met me and was fascinated by the eyes, my curves Not needing any assistance from my makeup and lashes You stretch my body out starting with the crown jewel of my head and ended up at the bottom of my traveling soul of my feet You stand there and gazed While looking towards the heavens Praising God for the vessel that is laid before you Your very essence as a man You have to ask yourself is this body mine to have He worshipped my body through the intense tool of his mouth While using the optical lens to appreciate the femininity laid out before him After he finished giving Thanks to God The soul laid before him, raised it up and held me close with the intent of intimacy with erotic play of his hands After the body finishes with excitement, just like the idol worship of some gods I now have become his Queen