Most beautiful of women,
where has your lover gone?
Tell us which way your lover went,
so that we can help you find him.

My lover has gone to his garden,
where the balsam trees grow.
He is feeding his flock in the garden
and gathering lilies.
My lover is mine, and I am his;
he feeds his flock among the lilies.
#Love&love


© Izuuchukwu Stanley