My Queen
I’m trying to go about my day here but when you see the Queen, you must reblog her.
one of the most beautiful women EVER!
(Source: neoafrican)
Like a mental lascivious dream,
My thoughts of a life surreal,
Force copulate my reality,
Resulting in her, turning my world to an existing fantasy.
Building a love on cloud nine,
She poses a great threat to gravity,
As she showcases her smile,
The happiness keeps ascending beyond the heavenly.
She is it,
She is my limitless,
She is more than just a word’s definition,
And more like the soul my body resides in,
Binding and winding down a deep feeling,
In the opposing direction,
Love is the hole that keeps expanding and filling,
Creating a mass larger than that of all oceans.
She is not a fish in waters,
That one would try to capture,
She is the ecosystem itself,
And without her, all life would expire.
On her bosom lies the quill’s scripture of my life,
It bleeds through her soul to distill the love inside,
With every smile, she instills a bliss that I cannot quantify,
With more quality of life than a bible verse magnified,
Unaware that her; being of beauty, is irrevocably evident,
Her thoughts paints pictures of that which is most relevant,
To live life with those that make love’s direction most transparent,
Because it’s the ones you see yourself surviving with,
That makes their presences, your life’s compliment.
From the dirt surrounded roots,
To the stem supporting the leaf,
My life is the tree that pulls from the air she breathes,
With her every exhale she colors me green,
Eating from my branches like the elephant that feeds,
Giving each other what each other needs,
Love, respect, and a friendship intoxicated by chemistry,
She is a super-natural beauty,
My healing herbs,
Wrapped in a bag of extraordinary personality,
She becomes fully submerged,
Hydrating my life as she soaks into my dreams,
She steeped my life’s cup of water into Passion-and-Tea.
©2012 PreVayl
