Song of Songs 2:16
[Young Woman] My lover is mine, and I am his. He browses among the lilies.
Beloved: Can I really be Yours?
Lover: Yes, My love, I am wooing you just as a lover does through all of the little moments and helpful reminders that we share, the times we share a joke or a enjoy sudden inspiration together, the intimate moments of being in each other’s presence—in silence or in speech, and as we sing songs of praise and love to each other. In those moments you learn to be loved and to love. Let me fill that hole in your heart. Let me teach you of unconditional love.
9You’ve captured my heart, dear friend. You looked at me, and I fell in love. One look my way and I was hopelessly in love! 10How beautiful your love, dear, dear friend—far more pleasing than a fine, rare wine, your fragrance more exotic than select spices. 11The kisses of your lips are honey, my love,
every syllable you speak a delicacy to savor. Your clothes smell like the wild outdoors, the ozone scent of high mountains. 12Dear lover and friend, you’re a secret garden, a private and pure fountain. (Song of Songs 4:9-12, The Message)
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