My stature visionary
As my glowing aestetics captivates you.
Eyes secreted and bed-like
Darkly empowering your senses,
I stare shyly, reading your bio-glyphics.
I am the Isis of your life
The Panthea shrine, your wife.
My feminine sillouetting
Beneath halos of light
Mesmerizing like moon beams amongst stars.
I am not just a mother to your earth
But a familiar lover, closer.
Revived from the scenes
From the memories of your youth.
You fancied me as the goddess
Of your dreams as I adored you.
Sinking royally into your steaming bath of bliss.
Pampering you softly with sponges scented with my kiss
My hands slickly glide across your bronze physique;
Cherishing like a jeweled coffer.
Engrossed beyond denomination.
Jealously, I surround thee
With arms surrendering warmly.
You are my Osiris.
Devotingly by your side, I smile
And you hold me justifying the same.
Ringed in our universe.
No earthly unnatural to tear away
The sanction of our Heaven
As we embrace.