i slept bt my heart wz awake. listen my lover z knocking: open 2 me, my sis, my darling, my dove, my flawless one. my head is drenched wth dew, my hair wth th dampness of the nyt i hav takn off my short and i put it again? my lover thrust his hand through the latch-opening; my heart began 2 pound for her. i arore to open for her and my hand dripped wth myrrh on the handles of thd lock. opened for my love, bt my lover had gone. sh waz gone. my heart sank at her departure. i lukd @her bt i did nt find her, i callee her bt she did nt answer, if you find my lover, what will you wil you tel her? tel her i am faint wth love.
Posted on: Sun, 23 Nov 2014 19:24:28 +0000
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