Soughing her

By night on my bed

I sought her

whom my soul loveth:

I sought her, but I found her not.

I will rise now

Go about the blocks

In the broad ways, I will seek her

whom my soul loveth:

I sought her, but I found her not.

The watchers that go about the city

to whom I said,

“I need to find her, whom my soul loveth”

It was a while I passed from them,

Time have me found her, whom my soul loveth:

I held her, she was safe, loveth of me

I brought her to mother's house,

Into chamber of me conceive.

I charge her, O beautiful soul I loveth

by the roses, by the doves laying

I will stir not up,

nor awake my loveth of soul,

as she please.

What cometh?

More erection for who my soul loveth

like layers of heavy water fall

removing this perfumed of my fav

mind thinking more pleasure.

She Behold the bed head,

a force from behind was the feel;

explosion now for both souls

feeling like the valiant of Buntworld.

Let them hold negative thoughts

They’re expert in others world:

Everyone in radius understood, what unfold

Our bodies didn’t fear the night.

Then I use words to comfort her.

Go forth, who my soul loveth,

the crown is sitting

this day of espousals, my soul loveth

The feel I get for who my soul loveth

Enjoying the rewards and pleasures

A relax mind, after Soughing her

The End