The Poetic Preacher
by
Amir Timur

Proverbs 5:19
A loving doe, a graceful deer—may her breasts satisfy you always, may you ever be captivated by her love.

Dear God for you have placed her love, her warmth and her lips,
In my care, to protect and elevate her to a place of love and grace.
In my youth I would never had known, such an inspiring feeling to console.
Though the devil had once made me fall and even slip.
Still I stayed on the path, a righteous race.
Be gone away from me devil you are truly cursed I have regained my soul...

For I now cling to my woman, with every verse.
Although many may never comprehend her virtues,
Nor to comprehend her self-worth.
For loving her is like a parable of the Moon,
Whereas the Sun ascends and descends upon her,
Producing many phases to shatter darkness and gloom!

So I stand now knowing that to stand before God,
I will never stand alone
For in the place that once was empty, God created her,
To be my help mate from His mighty Throne.
That I cling to her love, cling to the breast of her being...
To satisfy and to captivate me...
Forever more shall I strive with her love endlessly!

Albeit that she is from the love of God,
Not one that is tainted by the ways of evil.
But from the ways of one, that when I console her,
Her prayers are cries in God's Ears...
Lead us back to God, lead us not into temptation
But deliver our family from evil,
And place our love in victory even on High,
Our love made in Heaven there we shall not have fear.