Languish Not, My Love

(The Song of Solomon 7: 10-13) Oh Languish Not, My Love … My Love, Oh Languish Not For I Bring The Nourishment of The Nectar You Forgot Oh My Love, Languish Not … Languish Not My Love & You Will Taste The Sweet Fluid-Juice & Pulpy-Fruit Thereof For The Pleasure of A Garden Passion-Rose For You Still Grows And I Will Keep You Replete Within Its Tantalizing-Throes With Touches, So Translucent & Tender Oh My Love – I Will Fill You With Every Delicacy On Desire’s Trays I Will Bear This Gift & Thrill You For Here Is The Banquet of Red Wine Kisses & Lips Breathing Sweetly Close Oh Feast Your Eyes On & Eat The Offered Trust & Flesh & Heart of Me Exposed Oh Languish Not, My Love … My Love, Oh Languish Not & With My Tongue, I’ll Help You Drink Each Delicious Drop Oh My Love, Languish Not … Oh Languish Not, My Love & Feast On My Attention But Starved For Affection We’ll Shove Oh Languish Not, My Love … My Love, Oh Languish Not For I Will Soothe & Strengthen Any Waiting & Weak Spot Oh My Love, Languish Not … Languish Not My Love For I Fill & Feel Your Form – As Do Hand To Glove Oh Languish Not, My Love … My Love, Oh Languish Not For Here Is The Heated Honey of Our Fondue &Flame Pot Oh My Love, Languish Not … Oh Languish Not, My Love … Now Come Feed & Take Your Fill – ‘Til You Have Tasted Enough Written & ©: 7/2/2013 By: The MoonBee