RabLani
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A warrior queen rises from her sleep, her exhausted night slave flung over her shoulder. She opens the shutter to her window to greet the day, and tosses him out of the window. The morn has broke the night of love now done Refreshed the warrior queen her chamber leaves Her lovely naked form in gold the sun Adorns as he her shining flesh perceives. With hand on hip and swinging thighs that stun A vassal’s gaze as he so hasty heaves The crystal water for her bath no one Dare speak as she her way so regal weaves. Across her shoulder helpless hapless slung Her servant for a night now forceless spent As light as cast off gown now dangling down The clattering shutters are swift open thrown She slowly makes her way with calm intent And now the love slave’s out the window flung.
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