You are the Queen of my day dreams
and ruler of my nocturnal sky 
wonderous like a full eclipse of the sun
I get high off of getting high inside of you 
so to you I give pleasure before the light of day
engulf you in a tangible that supasses your dreams
as I stand before you in full arch and take you at will 
for a moment inside of you equates to real 
realer still when I wake you with a heated hand and an untamable breath 
mighty lover king of your bedside I stand 
a paradox like soft woven cotton joining steel
I pound, and break, and pound, and ache     
a pulse that beats faster than neo's matriX 
running scared from mau maus with black spear tips 
And thick lips that lick the unchartered domains of your body 
Do I frighten you with the depth of my words?
Or entise you with tongue kisses that probe your chistled curves?
I feel your lustful, lovely ass getting wet from whispered words
in your ear dripping poetic versus and four lettered words 
my probing tongue travels and you beg for more
sweet dark chocolate passion of a caramel carnavoir
Finally I overflow passions cup and drip onto your tongue 
from there our lips collide and together we taste morning sun