Divine Love: Immense Joy I

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 The rhythm of him who moves inside

Doth penetrate the depths, and glides   

In one part more and in another less.

Within that heaven which most my body receives 

I am aloft, and behold it feels great 

And I soar, and arch, as our souls lace;

Because in drawing near to our passion 

Our worlds drift themselves so far, 

And only the moment matters.

Truly whatever of the divine union

All I have is the power to treasure in my mind 

That which has become my song.

O sweet Stan, for this great congress 

Thou make of me such a vessel of thy power

As giving the sweet love is thy ‘pertise!

One peak of pleasure hitherto 

Has been enough for me, but now with you

I am entranced, body soars to unscaled heights.

Enter into my woman, sweet Stan, and move 

As at the time when out I spread 

My arms and wrapped you in my embrace.

O this love divine that lends itself to me 

So that the shadow of the past hurt 

Stamped in my brain I can forget,

And I come to you my darlin’ stud, 

Where I get what I hunger thereafter  

Of which thy love makes me worthy.