She's a Virtuous woman full of compassion
Her desire is towards her own husband
She's a Godly woman and a crown unto him
Superior to all lower forums
His need of her as a helper his intimate mate
A part of his innermost being a part of one fate
The marriage bed is Sanctified it has the Master's touch
She's faint with love for her husband
His arms are opened to embrace
Daughters of Jerusalem standing at your post
Your season of singing has come your lover has returned from the field You are his he is yours
She perfumes his body with myrrh & incense messages him joyfully
She longs for him in his absence and rejoices at his return just the thought of his hands upon her breast fills her with passion for him She delights to sit at his feet to taste his sweetness within She is faint with love for him his banner over her is love she is his and he is hers the day breaks the night is spund
His love is sweeter than old wine his lips like those of a honeycomb soft but smooth with aloe come in my love it's warm come taste of your lovers garden and drink of her new wine the winter season is over the budding has just begun come eat drink and have your fill it's all been prepared for you
She comes alive when he arrives her longing for him is gone She moistens at his very touch and inhale over him and exhale through him with each heart beat the thrust increases they tightened and intertwine together so much in love that reaches the water beads up over them til their flood comes
She gives in to her hearts demand and opened it up again to trust him as her lover as well as her dear friend he's all together lovely he's calmed rest does comes in He is her cover and her lover her protector wise console man
Trust in him she will yes trust in him still trust and respect him is her reasonable will for he needs her trust if he is to conquer the Spirit is willing the flesh is weak
She will build him up with her powerful words she'll let none of them fall to the ground if she stumbles she'll get up and say Lord forgive me I'm worn He'll help her to her feet again and brush her clothing off come my love he'll say come have a seat sit down
Read more articles by Carol Barnesel or search for articles on the same topic or others.
