Beloved, My Rose

To Me, you are a flower beyond compare. Exquisite is the make up of your unique structure. Fragrant and appealing are you to Me, thus in maturing, you gain a weathering of seasons lived- that patina’s the surface of a well used anchor! The markings of your sojourn beautify your countenance, in fact, only sweeter is your incandescence (glow)... the pleasure of words and abandoned affection. I see a bride whose longings remain for the One, tried and true, Lover in all seasons; who tenderly values the bloom of a well tended, all weathers “cream of the crop”, ready for picking by the One, who’s delighted always in your very making! Selah

Song of Songs 4:6-7

The sweet fragrant curves of your body,

the soft, spiced contours of your flesh

Invite me, and I come.

I stay until dawn breathes its light and night slips away.

You’re beautiful from head to toe, my dear love,

beautiful beyond compare, absolutely flawless.

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