Sated Love
The look bestowed upon me makes me yearn
A smile that speaks of favored pleasures near
You blow upon the embers make them burn
Shut out the world; enclose me in your sphere
I feel within your arms the burning urge
To claim and make me yours as captive one
Your raw desire now with mine does merge
Your searing hands defy the blazing sun
Scorched in the flame of your inferno’s heat
I moan your name as soul and body melt
Hands clutch and twist the damp and crumpled sheet
As hungry lovers we the rapture felt
A cooling breeze from open window seeps
As sated love once more in dreamland sleeps
Eileen Manassian Ghali
Song of Solomong 2: 5 - 7
Strengthen me with raisins,
refresh me with apples,
for I am faint with love.
6 His left arm is under my head,
and his right arm embraces me.
7 Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you
by the gazelles and by the does of the field:
Do not arouse or awaken love
until it so desires.
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