Passion With A Goddess

As she lay on the mattress nearly naked with the color of passion laced on every curve like she was sculpted from God himself, I nothing more than a man has only little to offer to a queen and all her abundance. She lures me in with a finger like she has control over my mind and body, but as I approach closer and closer I can’t help but to think of how to please this goddess. I finally arrive to bed fully erected with doubt and confusion running through my mind. She slightly moves her hands across me and ask “what do you have to offer me in this time of need” .I say bravely “nothing but time, and love for my gorgeous wife”.