King's Passion Poem by Tim Holmes Jr

King's Passion



You're my Queen all the time, but not today
Let me get through with all I have to say.
Today, I have something more in mind,
What I'' put you through will put chills up your spine.

Now our love making is outstanding I will confess,
But I require a little bit more, the King's lion has been suppressed.
First off your clothes, you have on way too much on,
This my dear will expose the darkness over the horizon.

Don't be scared I won't bite, ok make a little
As I approach you from behind I wrap my arms around you shiver,
I kiss you on the neck my hands just seem to wonder.
Caressing your thighs you melt from the touch,
Ah no, no you have to go the distance because we are clutch.

Now being mindful not to neglect I slowly move up to grope,
The blessed bosoms of satisfaction, needs some tongue not that's dope.
Now that the areolas are properly lubricated, Head lights High beam,
Gentle as I lick and suck, teasing and exciting you in the scene.

Now you've lost track of my hands one is on your back in the arc,
The other in in your box, your new nickname is deer park.
At this point all other guys are insignificant
This is simple foreplay, and you're saying I'm magnificent.

No I see that all systems are a go, but no rush,
I love playing with you baby to make your blood gush.
My inner beast is now growing you can see the change,
You understand what's about to happen so it's nothing strange.

I now manhandle you, to help you lay down,
The intensity of this moment increase as I flip you around.
By you wrap you leg around my shoulders

I prepare to battle the clam to kiss the pearl,
What I'll do to you here will take you to another world.
First I start with manuscript, cursive and then up and down,
Yeah I've made you hit 1 and 2 I can tell by the sounds.

I love the feeling I'm giving you, So of course I go for more,
'Why are you doing this to me' as I give you 3 and 4.
As the Queen weakly rises to her feet
It clearly has become her turn to compete

'Did you miss me, my King?
What you're doing to me is no, simple thing.
It's great I love it, but now it's time for your King benefit!
What I'm about to do to you, shall make you tap out or quit.'

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