The secrete temple ordained by God

He told me about the legend of the divine creature which housed breathtaking features, her body molded from clay to create the temple that not even the most virtuous of saints are deserving to worship upon her holy grail.

I stared in awe for how can this creature house the likeliness of the gods Her skin is a mixture of the moon and the dark sky as the melanin engraved in her anatomy reminds us that the sun chose her as its avatar.

Her body is made of curves that would put any bend road to shame and silence a meandering river.

The strength of her womb is a machine that not even the biggest of tanks can compare to, for she has birthed generations and housed man for eons. I stared in disbelief, for does this being which you speak of truly exist?

Her body produces a fountain that can quench the thirst of a thousand men if they are wise enough to grasp the core of her temple

Her mind was a hurricane of wisdom that puzzled the goddess Athena, for how can a mortal contain all that knowledge?

This being was no ordinary mortal, for she possesses abilities that bring empires and fleets to their knees

She is the avatar of the highest AUTHORITY and therefore needs no king, for she rests her TEMPLE on the throne of her own QUEENDOM!!

The Bitter Poet