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Massaging The Queen

My hands anticipate the final moment..
Where from your shoulders
down through upper-arm's
pass your forearms
and onto meeting your hands...
Their length my hands will travel..

In a gentle grip caressing every muscle
while pulling every joint..

Bridging-over to your back
continuing from the top of your bottom
through your exquisite waist with flat palm's
and tender loving fingers..
Slowly moving over lungs searching cautiously
seeking your pleasure..

With eyes close I will become one with your body
and you one in blissful Zen..

My hands will meet your shoulders once again
there they will travel towards each other
until meeting your neck
and rise scrapingly through your hair
until meeting your crown..

I will whisper my adoring passion to your ear
assuring my devotion to your kingdom..

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