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Return My Love

She is adorn in henna blooms Her lips as red as crimson Her fragrance fills rooms like pillars of smoke Perfumed with myrrh and frankincense Betrothed to One Husband A marriage of minds A virgin hard to find A chaste virgin Bride She is called to be Holy Pure and intolerant to sin A spotless wife without blemish She bears pleasant fruits, the very best She has marred her beauty She has turned away and is gone She has given in to idolatry Espousing to another deity She’s like a leaven that leavens the lump The Bride in town is corrupted “Your garment is greatly polluted; you have played the harlot with many lovers, yet return to me”, says the Lord. Jeremiah 3:1b

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Date: 5/10/2020 1:34:00 AM
Wow! The last line is moving. I like how you chose the third person POV to deliver this lovely aesthetic piece. Thanks for sharing.
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Date: 4/30/2020 8:59:00 AM
You describe us well. “Lest any man brag.”
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Date: 4/23/2020 4:56:00 PM
Two very contrasting sides to this beautiful virgin bride, Gideon! If she repents and goes back, will she be accepted with open arms, like the prodigal son!! ~ Regards // paul
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Date: 4/22/2020 1:48:00 PM
Awe inspiring poem dearest, Gideon! Profound and glorious! Blessings
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Date: 4/22/2020 12:23:00 PM
Very well done GIDEON, peace be with you...
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Date: 4/22/2020 7:53:00 AM
Well penned my friend...there is much to learn lol...stay safe...^WW^ :o)
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Date: 4/22/2020 6:12:00 AM
I think people should be free to worship any which way they like, including women. Having said that, I can see the beauty in this poem, Lovely xo
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Date: 4/22/2020 1:00:00 AM
Gideon, your words are reminiscent of the prophet Hosea speaking to Israel of his day. Yet he ends with a promise of redemption: "I will redeem them from death. Where, O death, are your plagues? Where, O grave, is your destruction?" Powerful writing, my friend.
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Date: 4/21/2020 1:06:00 AM
Only a Woman of the divine, could know all that a woman can be...
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Date: 4/20/2020 2:38:00 PM
Awe this is sensational! A true story? Idolatry is awful and very irrational ah . You expressed in awesome poetic style and lament. Kudos.!
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Date: 4/21/2020 11:15:00 PM
Thanks Zaynab.
Date: 4/20/2020 11:56:00 AM
Amazing write dear friend. How I wish women are still like the ones before. I also love reading your work dear friend, Gideon (nice name). Thanks for reading mine. God bless you.
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Date: 4/18/2020 2:22:00 PM
oh my, and she started out so perfect!! I enjoyed this write of yours, Gideon. Perhaps a woman these days cannot be put so high on a pedestal to begin with.
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Date: 4/21/2020 11:15:00 PM
Thanks my dear friend.