You have captivated my heart,
With only one glance of your eyes;
Having one jewel that does impart,
Making your face to glamorize.
From the mountains of lion lairs,
You go with me unto the peak;
With feeling of a love that shares,
A common bond that we would seek.
How beautiful of glowing love,
Your love is much better than wine;
From the blessings flow from above,
Shining favor from the Divine.
Your fragrance from perfume entice,
A toxic aromatic scent;
Spellbinding oils of a spice,
A pleasurable compliment.
Your lips tasting of sweet nectar,
Honey and milk under your tongue;
As lips become a conductor,
Of an energy that has flung.
The fragrance from your apparel,
Is like the flowers of the spring;
Emotional passion in peril,
Swaying me for having a fling.
A garden locked and fountain sealed,
Winter has made way to cause spring;
In the garden has been revealed,
As together what love does bring.
An orchard with the choicest fruit,
Pleasant fruit, camphor with spikenard;
Saffron, aloes, and ginseng root,
All of the choice spices and chard.
A pure well of living waters,
Flowing streams from garden fountains;
Nourishing your sons and daughters,
Purity flows from the mountain.
Wake up the north wind that does stray,
So, the south wind can blow across;
The winter snow going away,
Flowers start blowing at the loss.
Let my beloved in the garden,
So, she can eat the choicest fruit;
Winter will no longer harden,
Vegetation with a deep root.
Copyright © 2018 Richard Newton Sherrer