Post by goldenmyst on Apr 1, 2021 15:49:07 GMT -6
Coffee Servant
An opium rush fills her lungs
Like Bavarian forest air
She grows tall like pine
Whose boughs reach to the sky
Where the king’s love embraces her
When she stoops from her perch
But doubt surges through her heart
So she douses her face in ashes
Wears baggy trousers
And shears her hair to stubble
But to her surprise,
he invites her into his bed chamber
She slips out of her gardening clothes
Into a Biblical revelation
With her tiger lily the beast
That prowls his new Jerusalem
With huntress powers
Her panties are the seventh seal
To unleash his king of her jungle
But his affection did not wane
In the arms of a crone
An opium rush fills her lungs
Like Bavarian forest air
She grows tall like pine
Whose boughs reach to the sky
Where the king’s love embraces her
When she stoops from her perch
But doubt surges through her heart
So she douses her face in ashes
Wears baggy trousers
And shears her hair to stubble
But to her surprise,
he invites her into his bed chamber
She slips out of her gardening clothes
Into a Biblical revelation
With her tiger lily the beast
That prowls his new Jerusalem
With huntress powers
Her panties are the seventh seal
To unleash his king of her jungle
But his affection did not wane
In the arms of a crone
