Respect God's Gift
My queen of many sweets…
Grant me thy royal seat…
Without you I'm not complete…
No other shall adorn my sheets…
For you, my queen are unique…
I'm attracted to your energy…
God created you just for me…
Together we are foot-loose and fancy free…
There will never be another you for me…
Your love is where I should be…
God created the deep blue sea…
And all that swim in thee…
God created a queen for every man…
Your love is like grams of sand…
Excellent for filtering the man…
For you… are many…your love for me…
Is plenty…
And without you I would be committing a sin…
Now and again…
So, be surprised…
That I obey, not just for thighs…
But because I love you…your beauty…
And your wisdom show…
As a person… I can't doubt you…
Any more…Mother of the womb…
A railroad for slaves…
Concubine to a (master) …
It was my life you save…
There is no shame in being your slave…
You have endured much…
And yet…
You have the sweetest touch…
I can't help… but to love and respect you…
MUCH…
Whisperkwane@gmail.com
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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