All of my desires, you are meeting it. I have been neglected, abandoned, and the touches that I received physically has been tainted with pain. There has never been a satisfaction in my marriage because its been harsh judgement.
But with you, when I put my head on your chest and hugged you. I feel you hugging me back. I feel your hands rubbing my back. With gentleness.
I feel you cherishing me.
I feel you comforting me.
I feel you accepting me.
I feel you giving me my worth.
You created me with all my needs but yet, none of them have ever been met. And now you are meeting it.
Solomon 4:
The Bridegroom-King
7 Every part of you is so beautiful, my darling.
Perfect is your beauty, without flaw within.
8 Now you are ready, my bride,
to come with me as we climb the highest peaks together.
Come with me through the archway of trust.[f]
We will look down[g]
from the crest of the glistening mounts
and from the summit of our sublime sanctuary.
Together we will wage war
in the lion’s den and the leopard’s lair
as they watch nightly for their prey.
9 For you reach into my heart.
With one flash of your eyes I am undone by your love,
my beloved, my equal, my bride.
You leave me breathless—
I am overcome
by merely a glance from your worshiping eyes,
for you have stolen my heart.[h]
I am held hostage by your love
and by the graces of righteousness shining upon you.[i]
10 How satisfying to me, my equal, my bride.
Your love is my finest wine—intoxicating and thrilling.
And your sweet, perfumed praises—so exotic, so pleasing.
11 Your loving words are like the honeycomb to me;
your tongue releases milk and honey,
for I find the Promised Land flowing within you.[j]
The fragrance of your worshiping love
surrounds you with scented robes of white.[k]
12 My darling bride, my private paradise,
fastened to my heart.
A secret spring are you that no one else can have—
my bubbling fountain hidden from public view.
What a perfect partner to me now that I have you.
13–14 Your inward life is now sprouting, bringing forth fruit.
What a beautiful paradise unfolds within you.[l]
When I’m near you, I smell aromas of the finest spice,
for many clusters of my exquisite fruit
now grow within your inner garden.
Here are the nine:
pomegranates of passion,[m]
henna from heaven,[n]
spikenard so sweet,[o]
saffron shining,[p]
fragrant calamus from the cross,[q]
sacred cinnamon,[r]
branches of scented woods,[s]
myrrh, like tears from a tree,[t]
and aloe as eagles ascending.[u]
15 Your life flows into mine, pure as a garden spring.
A well of living water springs up from within you,
like a mountain brook flowing into my heart![v]
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