The lover part 2

Hey King, I know the road is long and our paths stretch far apart, But I still miss that scent— The fragrance that rises from your skin when you sweat, The way it fills the room, A blend of our passion— A perfume that shatters my thoughts into a thousand pieces. Won’t you come and fill me up? Know every inch of your Queen, Like only a true King can. Make me surrender— To you, and only you.