She Makes Him Her King 👑…..

She Makes Him Her King 👑…..

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She goes off into the cold, in the dark, while I wait here in our little home, where I keep the fire lit for her, and when she arrives, I take off her shoes and then more if she wishes, and I take her underneath the covers, and I hold her so close to my flesh until she's so warm that she shines like an ember and a fire, And I blow upon ember, and the heat and steam rise from her sacred flesh, I see the heat move up through her body as she ripples, I remove what remains of her clothing holding her naked next to me, I kiss her neck, And I don't stop kissing her all winter, I kiss her everywhere until there is no more winter, then together we rise from our warm nest, and it's spring outside and we hear the meadowlarks and the geese…

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As soon as he saw her and her fullness, glory and beauty, he knew for the rest of his days it would be only her for whom he would keep his bed warm for there would be no other woman who he would share of his life in this gentle stillness united together as one…

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As he held her naked in his arms in their bed looking deep within her green eyes, in that moment she made him the king of her kingdom and she became his queen whom he would serve loyally in every way for the rest of his days…

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Like Moses, he parted her Red seas, and then in Union they went on together deep into the promised Land.... Where they abided together naked in each other's hearts, until their final thrust.... 💜

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She was his empress, no different than Maria Teresa, and he served her, by her side together under her beneath her sweet beautiful gentle weight upon him, within her they ruled the kingdom of hidden lands and enchanted springs

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Like the great knights of Old, When weary he took off his armor, put down his Lance, and upon his knees, he drank from her sacred spring, and in her waters, he was renewed, and reborn again in her service until her breasts lifted no more in the mist of her last breath….

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Even though he'd never met or seen her face to face, he cared not what she looked like because he already tasted her beauty, and for him he knew there was no woman more fine on the earth, no woman who he wished to live within, abiding in bliss for the rest of his days.....

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He was her horse, and she rode atop him, through pathways pleasure, he was her soldier, strong and hard, and he worshiped her openness, he met her soft openness in the mist as together they slid, slip slided home to their abode, in the bliss and liberation of their union….

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With the trust of his gentle thrust, her waters parted, she sang songs so beautiful, the angels gathered above her in her glorious nakedness and they danced and sang such haunted songs so enchanted that the animals came to her stream, all those seeking nourishment in life came to her and he and her in union and trust they thrust through life coursing bliss shredding the sky, pallet of pleasures, and at dawn they rose in Union and soared in the sky is so blue, and for the rest of her days she lacked nothing, he worshiped her, and he knew she was the queen of Queens, she knew that he he was her most loyal soldier who'd always protect her, and never abandon her and she looked at him with her green eyes and immediately he fell at her feet crying tears of joy and she asked him to raise his head, and she kissed him like he'd never been kissed before and he descended into her silence, her sweet silence and as one they dissolved space and time fading shooting stars together tracing the sky as the heavens parted and received them as one.....

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David Arndt November 29th, 2022

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Artwork - For Her by Cheri Stollings