9:01 pm / Comments (0) / by Philologus

...of A Man with a Maid

furtive glances and breathless whispers
when will we stop playing this game?

One walks past and the other hardly notices
when will the games end?

secret emails and calls in the night seasons
When will we come out in the open?

Burning hearts and yearning souls
what are we waiting for?

Silent prayers to God that knows our hearts
what further omens do we seek?

Come my beloved, Let us walk in the light of God's love
For in His light we see light

Come one whom my soul desires, let us go out in the open
For perfect love casteth out fear

Come heavens gift to me, let us be bold to profess our love
For perfect love casteth out fear

Come my sister, friend, soulmate and companion
Fear not, for one that fears has not been perfected in love

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