Come Into Me
Oh! My perfect love.
How much do I love you.
You are my navel string.
How tightly are we connected.
You have multiplied as the bud of the field.
You have come to excellent ornaments.
Your breasts are fashioned and formed like pomegranates.
Succulent and full and nourishing with flavour.... for me.
Your hair has grown, when once you were bare.
Your time, is a time of love.
I will spread my skirt over you and dress you in fine linen.
So will I cover your nakedness, that you be not exposed to lust.
You are my own.
I want you.
I desire you.
I hunger for you day and night.
I ache... I long.
Come! Drink from my cup of love.
Taste my sweetness upon your lips.
Let my embroidered work upon your skin, be your embrace.
Fine white linen and pure silk, will caress every inch of you.
I will deck you with jewels of pure gold, upon your body.
I have come to love you.
To enwrap you and cover you in milk and honey.
You are my nectar.
You are my heightened desire.
You are my breath and my song.
Come into me, my love.
Come into me.
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