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Whom my Soul Loveth
Kimberly Michelle Buxton
O, though I close my eyes, still you are here;
Inside of me, beside me, before me,
And behind me. Words whispered in my ear.
Sweeter is thy breath, which births life in me.
O, could I swallow you whole, you would ne'er
Be with too great a speed consumed. My love
Holds me to his bosom. To him I bare
Myself alone. Through the eyes of a dove
He finds me frightened and undone. All my
Fears are lost, as is myself, in his touch.
Complete adoration compasses my
Soul. That he bleeds for me his love is such.
O, love my love, and take his love to be
Yours. For his love is for thee, as for me.
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