July 25, 2016
by Rechell Williams (author's profile)



Whom My Soul Loves

May she kiss me with
the kisses of her lips,
For her love is invigorating
to my palette.

Tell me, O, you whom my
soul loves,
How did you become so illusive?

I see your form,
I hear your voice;
Your voice is a composition,
and your form is statuesque.

Night after night I sought her,
Whom my soul loves.
I sought her but to no avail.

I must arise now and
go about the city;
In the streets and in the
I must seek her whom
my soul loves.

Awake, O, north wind,
And come, wind of the south;
Blow her fragrance my way,
so I may know where to look.

I am lovesick,
For her whom my soul loves;
And only her presence
can cure me.

I am awake,
but my heart is asleep;
When she knocks at
my heart's door,
only then will my body
feel alive.

For love is unyielding
to a relationship,
as death is too life.

Love is intense like the brightest
Perhaps as bright as the glory
of God.

Love is invincible & unquenchable,
Even when flooded by difficulty.

Love is so priceless,
that it cannot be bought;
It can only be given away.

And once I find her,
whom my soul loves;
I will hold her tightly,
until the two of us
become one.

From the blessings
of God,
We shall stand together;
as a tower of undeniable love.


Rechell Williams #V69138
P.O. Box 5248 A3/17/5
Corcoran, CA 93212


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