I am my lover's
and he claims me as his own.
11 Come, my love, let us go out to the fields
and spend the night among the wildflowers.
12 Let us get up early and go to the vineyards
to see if the grapevines have budded,
if the blossoms have opened,
and if the pomegranates have bloomed.
There I will give you my love.
13 There the mandrakes give off their fragrance,
and the finest fruits are at our door,
new delights as well as old,
which I have saved for you, my lover. (Song of Songs 7:10-13)
Invited to love
if I can spend all day being led to the places with fragrance
new buds
blossoms
and be filled with this love
nothing would matter
now I understand
without this love
from my lover and my love for my lover
I am nothing
with this love
I have everything
I am full