The Time Of Love

Grant Hope #47

At the time of love I saw you
Your breasts were mature
hair fully grown
yet you were naked and completely bare

I covered you and entered a covenant so you became mine
I bathed you with water
we ate honey and drank wine
I wrapped you with linen
embroidered each curve of your frame in silk lines
adorned you with ornaments
placed a necklace around your neck
Your splendor is mine bestowed
my pride is your own

In each other’s arms
a blessing of reciprocal sort
as each day brings fading of youthful hue
may youth and wisdom fill us until our time is far past due

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