In The Presence Of A King

Imagine if I, your queen, got on my knees and kneeled before you as a king, as if the heavens came down and reigned upon my mouth as I made you sing...what if your voice could be heard from the pearly gates from this blessing that I bring? 

What if I, used my mouth as a vessel, blissfully blessing your lake of fire or pleasantly praising your temple opening a world of lost desire. 

Imagine if I, repented all of my worldy sins, 

just to suck the soul out of your sanctuary and give you a testimony to run and tell the congregation. 

Imagine if I, became a disciple, and every burden of evil you possess, I'm at your command, you can lay it on my tongue and I'll swallow it like a communion in the Bible. 

Imagine if I, baptized myself in your holy water, discovered a whole new religion,

they say the Earth was created in 7 days so that's...7 ways to display a fellatio so far from cliché,

the tip of your dick dances on the tip of my lips like praise and worship or better yet a solo ballet, 

so even when your soul  leaves this Earth as you climax, the taste of your spirit stays.

I wanna turn your water into wine I must admit,

But imagine if I wanted to hear you speak in tongues while I speak with my tongue on your pulpit. Bow your head everytime I pray and let the holy spirit convince you that you are not possessed by evil but simply under constraint, but See the thing about me is...I can be a heathen or a saint, bringing back to back triumphant orgasms to your body like the holy trinity "cumming" forth from within,

But imagine if I wanted to make you feel born again,

imagine if I wanted to be your sin. 

So when the revelation is over,

and I'm done sucking all the sweet succulent milk from your last supper,

Imagine me as an angel because my head gave you wings,

And know that there's nothing....absolutely nothing but pleasure that I'll cast upon you when I'm kneeled before you In The Presence Of A King.