Dearest Love
I thinketh of thee daily, in the morning, in the afternoon and in the night.Oh if thee only kneweth my heart longs for thee deeply. Oh I beseech thee dearest maiden to cometh over many fields and searcheth for thine lover in the gardens where he lays waiting for thee, calling out for thee by name.
Dearest love I implore thee my heart has not stoped aching for thee touch. For I know a taste of thee is better and sweeter than any honey!Oh find me lover find me!
Oh dearest love I lay awake in tears as my bodie quivers at the sound of thee’s name, making me feel like I’m a burning flame, that nothing can quench except for thee.
Oh dearest love my heart sings for the joy at the sight of thee’s arrival! Yes love I knoweth thee’s journey to me was far. Henceforth, to whence thee goest I shall go. For my heart is not able to be apart from thee any more. For I melt at the sight of thee’s fine beauty everytime I see thee. Oh dearest love, saith forever I ‘m thines lover, and forever thee shall be mine.
Copyright © Jane Kostman | Year Posted 2012
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