Destiny with our soul mate |
LOVE LANGUAGES You are my soul mate Joined together but not by fate Kiss me with the lips of your mouth, For thy love is better than fine wine poured out. As Roses grown among thorns, so is my love for you, You are my heart in my secret place, and that’s true. Let me see you my choice, Let me hear your sweet voice. Your lips are as tender as fine grapes Feed me until day breaks. I sought your love by night in my bed, My body longed for you instead. I will rise and search for you like fine gold And crown your body with my love as a mold. Your eyes are like dove by the rivers of water, Peaceful and full of love and laughter. Your teeth are like a flock of sheep Pure and white as they gentle bleat. Lips like drops of honey and as red as scarlet, Speech so soft and smooth as velvet. Ravish my heart with your eyes, How infinite is your love as it tries. Like a garden enclosed in my heart, Surrounded by a fountain of love that will not depart. My love, come into my garden Lay on the bed of rose like Eden. My fragrance will encapsulate you, My breast as a cluster of grape to tenderly chew. Eat of the pleasant fruits and drink the milk thereof Come my love, speak no more Lay your head on my breast and sleep for sure My tender heart will be awake, Throbbing to sooth your mind, it’s not a fake. Come my love, speak no more, Put your hand in the hollow of my heart, Your fingers touching its parts As I opened to you, withdraw not yourself, Lest my soul should fail and I wound myself. Embrace me Until I am pleased and free, Take away my veil, so I may find favour in you, You are the fairest among all, and that’s so true. Your cheeks are as a bed of rose, Evaporating fragrance of such sweet scent to my nose. My breast will be like towers Surrounded by a garden of flowers Build upon me a palace of gold Bring thy body close as my lips unfold. Set me as a seal upon thine heart, For your love is strong and will never depart. Many water cannot quench it Nor can the floods overtake it. We are a collision of destiny, And it’s not myth ROSE |