MY GENTLE LOVE
MY GENTLE LOVE BRINGS TO ME HONEY FROM HIS HONEY TREE. HE BRINGS ME SWEETNESS FROM HIS SOFT LIPS, FOR HE IS MY GENTLE LOVE.
MY GENTLE LOVE TAKES FROM ME THE SOFTNESS OF A LOVELY CLOUD, HE LOVES TO TOUCH MY HEART WITH HIS GENTLE WORDS, ALOUD.
MY GENTLE LOVE BRINGS TO ME THE NECTAR FROM HIS WINERY. WE DRINK OF THIS, AND WE DO KNOW OUR LOVE SHALL EVER ONWARD FLOW.
MY GENTLE LOVE BRINGS TO ME, HIMSELF, THAT IS ALL I WANT, OR NEED. I GIVE TO HIM IN EVERY WAY. MY DARLING, GENTLE LOVE, I LOVE THEE.
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