Quest

Against the wind I ride forth
I feel the wind tear at my skin
My adrenaline propels me into limitless strengths
I will reach you first
I will reach your virgin pot
Of flooding sweetness
My labors are nothing compared to my reward
And even in death my quest remains
Through the thin airy lines of this atmosphere
My muscular limbs carry me with swiftness
You are mine my love
My beautiful purple rose
My tulip with blushes of rosé on a thin stem
Your legs are as elegant as Persian pillars
Your hips rounded like an African goddess
Your womb bountiful like a summer's harvest

I am no match for any raging suitor
I have already chiseled your love in my heart
And only the gods can wipe my slate anew
The fumes of my love choke any nearby presence
Yes my love for you is potent and intoxicating
In my state I can wage war against cities
Tear them down with my fiery glance
Your love has made me invincible
And so I will conquer the world
My pursuit towards you gives me strength
My feet grab the arid desert sand
And against a vicious gusty wind
I push forward to claim my precious virgin cup
My virgin cup surrounded by golden daffodils
And protected by tall, giant oak trees
You are serenity within a perpetual garden of lust
Where the beauties of the heart are adorned with God's grace

I'm not like your common victors
Absorbed in self gratification and ego stroking
When I reach my oasis of beauty
I will paint its precious ground with rose petals
I will spread the most expensive Persian rug
For your sacred unblemished feet to dance on
When I reach my celestial star
I will hold my prize up high for God to shower you
With heavenly kisses that make the Milky Way jealous
I will humble myself on the pedestal of glory
And in my love for you the heavens will exalt your being
Up lifting you into heaven's holy temples of gold
My queen, I won the moment I set eyes on you
The moment our hearts locked in an eternal dance of love
The moment your soul spoke symphonies to my heart
We were destined for each other
A written declaration only the heavens can testify to
God joined us by fresh and spirit
And for this reason
I humbly claim my queen
My quest has been blessed by God himself

Reviews

[David Wesley]

"Your legs are as elegant as Persian pillars
Your hips rounded like an African goddess
Your womb bountiful like a summer's harvest" -- Loved that.

"And in my love for you the heavens will exalt your being" -- Very interesting.

"The moment your soul spoke symphonies to my heart" -- Now that's a connection.

Liked it.

[Créatif Word]

Thanks D. Wesley for taking the time to read, much appreciated