Thy lips..drop
as the honeycomb..
honey
and milk are under thy tongue
and
the smell...is like a garden enclosed...
Song
of Solomon 4: 11-12
COME WALK THRU'
MY DUTCH BULB
GARDEN WITH ME;
AND INHALE
THE FRAGRANCE
OF GOD'S VARIETY!
OF ALL OF THE BLOOMS
THAT RATE THE BEST,
MY TULIPS SMELL
THE PRETTIEST!
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Andrea Jeanne Petersen
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