Great Stature Poem by Jessica Hughes

In the green garden,
our love lingers, as we
lie between the lilies and
camphire. In our pure
essence, we touch our soft
skin to feel if it is authentic.
The milky rivers flow as a
taste of honey we savor.
My Man of Great Stature...
We walk the streets of gold
and lean the pillars of silver.
Once we were slaves, but
now we are rulers of what
belongs to us. As we dine
the most precious of fruits; the
vegetables seasoned in spices
to nourish our healthy bodies.
No sickness enters this life,
but only strength. Our servants
wish to feed us grapes, but we
delight in each other. The doves
are happy and dance around
our tree. And a ravishing joy
overcomes our spirits. As the night
falls; the starry sky leads us from
our place into sacredness. And
there we make love. Our chambers
filled with aromatic incense which
burn until daybreak. Finally, we are
at peace. You shall be called my
Man of Great Stature. My song of
sweet for the rest of our days.