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Resting Between My Breasts
My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh
resting between my breasts.
Songs of Solomon 1:13
His home is now with another
Our desires would never cease
My eyes said I was willing
To give him sweet release
In my lusting I desired
His warmth upon my breasts
A sachet of his deepest cravings
Pressed against my chest
This root of all his man desires
Once deep within his wife
Now lightly touches my lusting lips
To spray forth his inner life
I smile now lost in deep delight
He washes over my face
I taste his salty offerings
And rest in unholy embrace
resting between my breasts.
Songs of Solomon 1:13
His home is now with another
Our desires would never cease
My eyes said I was willing
To give him sweet release
In my lusting I desired
His warmth upon my breasts
A sachet of his deepest cravings
Pressed against my chest
This root of all his man desires
Once deep within his wife
Now lightly touches my lusting lips
To spray forth his inner life
I smile now lost in deep delight
He washes over my face
I taste his salty offerings
And rest in unholy embrace
Published 8th Nov 2020
Author's Note
This lady shares her take on an affair.
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9th Nov 2020 00:44am
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9th Nov 2020 7:01am
A naughty take on these exquisite words from the Song of Solomon. (Of course, Solomon was not monogamous...)
