Kiss me with the kisses of your mouth
For your love is better than wine
Because of the fragrance of your good ointments
Your name is ointment poured forth
Behold, you are fair, my love!
Behold, you are fair!
Like a Lily among thorns
So is my love among the daughters
Like an apple tree among the trees of the woods
So is my love among the young girls
I sat down in her shade with great delight
And her fruit was pure to my taste
I brought her to the banqueting house
And my banner over her was love
I sustained her with cakes of chocolate
And refreshed her with ointments
Kiss me with the kisses of your mouth
For your love is better than wine
Because of the fragrance of your good ointments
Your name is ointment poured forth
Most of the line for this poem is taking from the songs of solomon 1&2
K.Oni
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