Bible Verses

If my love were a glass of wine,
how gentle, I would taste
How smoothly over lip and tongue,
with not-a-call to haste.

If my love were an ocean blue,
I’d dive into her eyes.
Her glances are enticing as
her finely crafted thighs.

If my love were a tree of palm
I’d look for hidden fruits.
I’d climb her vine, unbundle grapes,
or shake the apples loose

And if love were a tower, locked,
I’d knock upon her door.
I’d knock until I could no more,
Desires, Evermore.

If my love were the Bible, true,
Her tenets, I’d rehearse.
I’d memorize all of her lines
and nightly, speak her verse.

Author: thefragrancewriter

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