Love Poem No. 60

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Our Song of Songs

(Inspired by Song of Solomon)

 

Arise, my love, and come away

For, lo, the winter is passed

The rain is over and gone

And Spring is upon us at last

 

The fig tree beareth green figs

And the vine her berry most red

Even as Earth hath her seasons

So ours be the season to wed.

 

The winds are astir with fragrance

Of flowers in sweet nature's keep

And mountains drop us down new wine

From vinyards that no longer sleep

 

But our love's fairer than the rose

And our kisses sweeter than wine

May this Our Song of Songs today

Chime on forever in time.

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