Queen (aka) ‘Bones’ is the feminine beacon to which my deviant light shines upon. Where she goes I follow, with her my deviant nature and perverted brushstrokes are art made physical. I worship the ground this bitch walks on and I respectfully claim her to the highest degree we can express as mine. Her laugh the looks she grants me in serene release her tight little pussy or the half moons of her full moon her body is a temple I am a humble worshipper of her. every curve, I yearn for the whisper of her breath across my cock as she guides it inside. She is my muse