Poem: "The Romance of the White Maiden!" || @elpastor

Love is a torrent of life. Love is stronger than any storm that raises giant waves. Love is fought and enjoyed. The poem "Romance of the White Maiden" is a transcendental love worthy of imitation. Enjoy reading.



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The Romance of the White Maiden

How beautiful is my beloved, who weaves his dream between my breasts!
How sweet the caresses of their loves!
Its aroma completely perfumes my room.
Kind among all gentlemen is my beloved and
none like him, in sweetness and beauty.
I follow the steps of its shadow, because on the shore
its beauty is my love.
My whole heart belongs to him. My lover among all my loves is my only prince.
I am completely in love with his blue eyes. There is no beauty of color comparable to him.
In the romance of the night, I drink from the cup of his mouth and like sweet honey are all his kisses.
His arms cover me in the cold night and
from so much heat, awakens the passion of my dream, of being for my beloved, without reservation.



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Dawn approaches with the cool morning breeze and I still do not wake up in the arms of my beloved.
My lover enjoys the sweet of his love.
I am the flower of my beloved, I am like the beat of his heart that accelerates with the clarity of the day.
I am the white maiden who seeks the petal of the rose of my heart.
I have found my beloved among the aromas of my garden, I found him stealing a carnation to conquer my love.
Among so many roses in my garden, I am loved more than the beauty of an orchid.



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I have awakened from my sleep, I have awakened from the fresh smell of tuberose. My prince still sleeps between the twins in my chest. I will leave it still in its rest, while the fresh scent of dew brings me the best memories of my loves.
The rain is coming, I can see its gray clouds that keep me safe. The gaze of the sun is like sad, because the clouds hide it from my eyes.
I will kiss the cup from the lips of my beloved and I will awaken him from the dream of his loves, because it is already dawn and the cool drizzle begins to fall on my longed for body.
I will cover my beloved's face with my hair, because I am jealous of the morning dew. I will hug him with the strength of my heart and hide his beauty from the cravings of the rain.
My body is completely wet and I am wrapped in the arms of my beloved. The rain has arrived and its jealous clouds fall on my beloved, I will embrace him so that he tenderly sleeps his dream in my arms.



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Winter is gone, but my beloved is still with me.
The roses from my garden sprout again and the morning tuberose refreshes again with its scent.
My prince is so elegant and sweet, that in love, I get drunk with him.
I have resisted the cold of the night, I have resisted the dew of the morning, and even so, I have overcome the cold rain of the new dawn.
I have conquered the dream of my beloved and my loves have been only for him.
I place my soft hands on her face and
I intoxicate her sweet kisses.
I am the white maiden, I am the maiden in love, who only lives for her prince charming.
I am so in love with him, that I do not let him escape from my arms and I do not stop drinking from the cup of his lips.
If you let lose your love, you have not loved as you say love.
I have ridden on the shoulders of storms and
fought with the maidens of my palace, because my beloved is mine and I do not share it with other arms.
Leave in the hands of the power of love, the immense strength to love with the heart.



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Poem of my inspiration, I hope you liked it, Thanks for your valuable comments. I will be preparing my next publication and I invite you to visit my blog to meditate on other publications of personal and spiritual growth. Blessings.



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