He was all the masculine man that I desired
in my kingdom, all the handsomeness garlanded
with extravagance, all in me, wet and wonderful,
your chest hard, aching for my iridescent ecstasy.

I was a flower adorned with your precious treasures,
resplendent, adventurous, a rare king with a gleam,
so clean and seamless, his hands all over me,
like a painter, he designed me to his liking,
kissing up and down my neck, slowly breathing
in my mouth, your anaconda destroyer so sensational
to my body, my hips, thighs, and legs overflowing
with your sleek and sweet lust.