You whom the owner of my adoration, how many moons will pass and time crack my complexion before you come into view presenting yourself from over this mount. My pastures lay desolate and parched. The fruit of my bearing is equivalent to that of a solitary olive tree in the midst of vast deserted plains in the Jezreel valley. In ruins are accomplishments of these years, fear lays touching of dwelling longer until... until I am devastated for time come. Yearning in this direction; obtaining allowance in order to scraping the scales of this to which I bid never to share reunion with. The death of the weak antelope amongst nature is pleasant in contrast to the abundance of living I am enduring. Necessity is clear in this regard; to the unearthing of my dearly loved before the flakes depart my body.
The fibre of my being reaches out to you like fabric strands to each other in torn clothing. That being the fundamental of my bearing sanguine prophesy that you find yourself unaccompanied.
Few stones at present left unturned while pursuing your embodiment. Progressive knowledge leads me to the wisdom of enduring your coming. Catapult into the haze of misconception in which I belonged excessively. My concept of your fathom consists Cumin in one, Coriander in the other, Cinnamon in yet another. As of my exploration in anticipation, to the present, you lay hidden under fabric with soft lustrous pile. Rummaging resultant to this true nature revelation of Cardamom and Saffron.
This woman dwells in darkness searching for me in a place I am not. Calling to me, shouting wordlessly into each milieu in which she urge herself. Clinging echo between narrow passages on cobble stones confirms her existence outside her path.
At present she is not only true to the character searched for, but lies against numerous persistently. These crystallize into elegance and style, grace and charm. She holds elegance ransom to which no living person can compensate. She seized charm from society for abuse into unintended manipulation. She holds claim to grace which no soul dare oppose. Infused are her veins with style to an un-extractable state. Entity of comparison, this woman amongst her femininity, be the distinctive line on the beach splitting thousands’ of feet mutilated sand, and the smooth skin which the crawling wave leaves behind. Dissecting clutches from the fingers pride and covetousness, lust and anger, gluttony, envy and sloth which violates a human race. Embracing and exalting the Beatitudes. Obtaining her love, complex the hard shell of the black walnut being shattered. Being offered an audience to display an array of veils in numbers too vast to fathom, I find myself. Each uncovering an illustration of this fresh fascinating individual. Her approach to unloose her Gordian knot grabs my admiration and leaves me aghast at the wisdom conducting circumstances. She give rise to a wanting inside me to be exalted beyond the present of which I may fall short. Her scent expels current society phenomena from my judgements which leaves me in a pool of trust in which I stand comfortably with my head raised above. She resemble no one of her kind, non which can be recollected from ruthless memory. Surrounding her enfold one with a peace which God intended for Heaven.
Although dominion bestowed upon in abundance, your being annul any mentioning of arrogance or superiority. Fiery passionate opinions depart your tongue in anguish over evil, and delight basking righteousness. Little ribbon letters serving as acknowledgment of love in an attempt of bounds to accomplish, placed strategically from your knowledge of my daily activities, burns indications into my heart visible until time.
My dearly beloved is virtues bestowed upon. Blushing lips elevating values to measurement higher than the velvet rose dust, touching aroma of Turkish delight with origins of Jerusalem marketplaces. On approach they emerge withdrawal, until instance occurs resulting suppleness delight. Time elapse eternity and contains no understanding nor significance in measurement while enjoying company of her astonishing discernment. Paradigms elapsing into oblivion vacuum with a kiss? Eagerness of my lips crossing ignorance into bliss races humanity into absurdity. The beauty of the sun eclipsed by the moon, which enjoys widespread admiration, lies shameful in unfathomable dark pits since its sight of her iris. The intended creation of her eyes inclines towards the proclamation of meaning and superior design to that of Andromeda and her stardust ring. Entrancing postures to salt pillars, those of passersby apiece. Such honesty and authenticity in the laughter that cracks open mountains, rock foundations of guilt thaw while soaking in such hymn. Compassion and care glows in a thick form from the smoothness of these hands that so eager caress in non-established ways.
Millenniums of shifting desert sands by ancient windblown skies effort towards modelling the essence of this suppleness. Indicative of her chaste femininity are these innocent towers of fertility with the sensation of velvety water lily emerging from within toned and resilient cups. Man and nature alike praise the shadows surfaced, owing to honey drenched sun gleams protruding golden mirror image twin breasts when garments retire under the pale skies, beckoning to be rounded by a proficient artist. Your bosom arouse not only vehement spirits, these fonts of nourishment will in time come nurture young into fervent adultness.
What if I never found you. What would happen to this incomprehensible silo of love to burst. Surely its existence earmark a purpose for this being holding claim. Am I being tested in all time? To what principle would this test be kept? O Lord, relieve this servant of yours so I may return to the fresh aroma of Lavender and Basil. Mediocre fragrance it might be, it does not contain hurt in its veins. This clinging yearning to miss you gets returned in the form of burning flesh, o so I wish the return would take shape of a similarity. Hope will be the murdering substance of a personality, treasured by those prone to approach.
You being have laid eyes on her. You have already beseeched her for her caress. You have found opportune time for your ears to meet her song. You who have been found unsuitable for her tranquil lavish pastures, exchanged glances. You did not run to me in order to enlighten me of your discovery. Make haste in the time immediately following your next glimpse of this refined one. Is it not my delight you also seek for you companion in whom you share trust? Implored are you from this time forward, hunt for the ecstasy of your breed. Surely, enduring debt I would have acquired from you instantaneously upon ending the voyage over this mount to where I abide. I promise you that the Word gave me assurance of your journey being a swift one.
The elders will be able to apply wisdom to the circumstances. We must request them for counsel.
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