I'm leaving.
Taking with me
the only
light
you have ever
known.
Baby,
I'm gone.
There will be
only
darkness
when you wake.

I'm simply ferried away,
by gusts of her fagrance.
And left with nothing to say,
When she smiles with elegance.

I'm stunned utterly blind,
By the glitter in her eyes.
Her beauty of a different kind,
Which every man would fantasize.

I see her shiny silky hair, touching her tender red lips.
As a long sweet hour skips,
I would not flinch to stare.

Will she ever advert a peasant's love?
For she is to be someone's queen.
If I were a knight in a silver armor,
What would have the difference been?

You have ravished my heart,
my sister my bride,
you have ravished my heart
with a glance of your eyes.
with one jewel of your necklace.
How sweet is your love , my sister, my bride!
how much better is your love than wine.
and the fragrance of your oils than any spice!
Your lips distill nectar, my bride.
honey and milk are under your tongue.
the scent of your garments is likethe scent of Lebanon.
A garden locked is my sister , my bride.
a garden locked a fountain sealed.
Your channel is an orchard of pomegranates.
with all choicest  fruits,
henna with nard.
nard and saffron, calamus
and cinnamon
with all trees of
frankincense.
myrrh and aloes,
with all chief spices -
a garden fountain , a well of
living water.
and flowing streams from Lebanon.