life is what it is......
You think you have hidden
your faint smile of satisfaction
as I come to you....
stand in the spot you have indicated.
But I see it.
I understand it.
I will do what I must.
My body glows pale and pink
in the faint light of this room...
this chamber of the High King.
You tell me to dance
and the sensuous skin
of my beckoning body
begins to move like a river
of music and brushstrokes.
The colors are perfect
They paint a goddess,
My fingers caress you
everywhere that the High King commands....
your back just above your waist,
your buttock at that spot where it joins your legs.
I spin away and perform my fecund dance with joy and temptation
knowing that you see
the wetness of the curls between my legs...
the few faint diamond drops decorating my inner thighs.
The music moves faster
as I dance my fingers over my soft, round body
showing you what worship the Goddess
Your manhood is erect
How else would the High King display himself?
I take you in my holy mouth
laving you with my sweetness
until I bring your body to such orgasm
that your lordly posture is no more.
I rise slowly,
put my hand on your face,
know in that moment
that the High King will never even speak my name.
The Goddess arises within.
gather light around me like a cloak,
leaving the High King in total darkness.