HAZEL Calumarde - *The Queen's Yearning

I took a shower
at 10 this morning,
I close my eyes,
infront of my dirty old shower
trying to imagine
you licking and kissing me,
caressing my soul's deepest pleasure
as water runs down gently
to my hazel colored skin,

I'm just on my usual day dreaming
but it serves me
a delightful taste of hopes and yearning
I wish to pray once more
But God won't surely heed me no more
For I'm no longer a princess
for a prince to avail
I'm now a queen
bound to my king's order.

HAZEL Calumarde

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