Thursday, 19 November 2015

TONIGHT in EDEN



Come into my Eden my love, my spouse
Come and be the mate in my house
I have waited so long alone in this garden
Commune with me and take away my boredom
Come let us eat this apple no more forbidden
Let's be creative savouring the juice of the fruit in our Eden
Touch me and let me be ravished
Submit yourself to me not the cunning serpent
Heed to my voice and be contended
Fill me from the fullness of your breast
Hold me to your side and give me eternal rest.

Come to me my love my wife
Don't let vain imagination of Delilah ruin my life
Last I read she was on Samson's lap
Sweet nonsense that destroyeth a man
Strange women from the pit of hell
They that makes men ring illegal bell
Come to me and tease me aloud
Please me tonight oh ye my spouse
Turn me on and motivate me with great words
Cos' Pleasant words are as an honeycomb
Sweet to the soul and healthy to the bone.

Come oh ye daughter of Zion
Come in your fullness, and tend to my garden my lady lion
You are strong and fairest among women
Speak to my heart, take my soul on a bliss
Sing to me sweetly like a dove on the tree
Come into my bed, let us eat this fruit in the center of Eden
Knowing well that the heavens has given credence
Let your fragrance hold me spell bound
Let us copulate in many rounds
Please set me as a seal upon thine heart
Make me your zeal here on earth
For love is stronger than death
Its the greatest scenario we can ever get.

Thou has ravished my heart my spouse
Tonight, thou has brought warmness to my house
Until day break and shadow flee away
I will climb these mountains of myrh full of passion
And dive into the ocean of frankincense in erotic reaction
I will swim across the seven seas
And levitate towards the ninth cloud
I will taste the honey specially made in the moon
And consummate our union like a strong groom
I will not stop until I satisfy you and my conscience
I will not stop until we erupt together in oneness.


Yommybishop....Nov2015©


Wednesday, 11 November 2015

A POEM TO MY KING


My heart is overflowing with good things.
I speak of the things which I have made touching my king. 
My tongue is a pen of a ready writer,
Even in hot or cold weather I will give him praise for he is my steady helper.
He took me out of miry clay and set my feet upon the solid rock;
He established my goings and put a new song in my mouth,
The song of joy and praise to my healer
I will sing a new song to my keeper.

My tongue is the pen of a ready writer
Day and night I will forever lift him higher;
From birth he has proven himself as my messiah,
Giving to me all his promises and my heart desires.
Your grace is sufficient for me oh lord,
It saves me from being disgraced.
Your mercy sets me free and has brought me into the light so I can see.
Now you have made me a celebrity, I am no more an object of pity.
You showed me compassion, 
Your favour took me out of labour
And your covenant you’ve not broken,
Nor alter the things that came out of your heavenly oven.

My tongue is the pen of a ready writer,
I will write a lovely poem to my King.
He has forgiving me all my sins, and delivered me from all my evil deeds.
I will sing of the mercies of the lord, I will make known his faithfulness.
He fights for me in all my battles without asking for money or cattle,
He shielded me under his wings and always gives me reasons to sing.
Many are the affliction of the righteous
But you deliver me from them all and gave me a right choice.
Thy throne o God is for ever, 
The scepter of thy kingdom is a right scepter.

My tongue is a pen of a ready writer.
So will I praise him in the life of my brothers and sisters,
I worship him even in the life of the spinsters.
In the life of my parent I glorified him 
"Cos without him how can they pay rent.
You took me out of darkness oh lord;
You took away my sadness and filled my heart with gladness.
Your protection and love has been from on-set,
So will I praise you from daylight to sun-set.

My tongue is a pen of a ready writer;
he has planted me to flourish by a glorious river.
Now my leaf shall not wither 
"Cos he has made me a glorious winner.
The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places
I have a good heritage from the rock of ages.
You teach me to profit and led me the way I will make more profit,
Thy word is a lamp to my feet, 
A light to my path and the rhythm to my beat.
I hid it in my heart oh Lord
So I might not sin against thee.

My tongue is the pen of a ready writer,
He made me outstanding in all my doings,
He stands me out in my goings and makes my blessing to be a river flowing.
Oh that men will praise the lord for his goodness and for his wonderful works
To the children of men, for he satisfieth the longing soul
And filleth the hungry soul with goodness.
The law of the lord is perfect, converting the soul:
The testimony of the Lord is pure, making wise the simple.
The statutes of the Lord are right rejoicing the heart,
The commandment of the Lord is pure enlightening the eyes,
The fear of the Lord is clean, enduring for ever;
The judgement of the Lord are true and righteous altogether.
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I will make thy name to be remembered in all generations,
Therefore shall the people praise thee for ever and ever in all situation.

Yommybishop……2013©