He brought me the banqueting house,
And his banner over me was love.
Sustain me with cakes of raisins,
Refresh me with apples,
For I am lovesick
His left hand is under my head,
And his right hand embraces me.
I charge you, O' daughters of the field,
Do not stir up or awaken love
Until it pleases.
Posted By: MIISRAEL Bride
Tuesday, March 15th 2016 at 10:39AM
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