the season of singing
has come, the cooing of doves is heard in our land.
The fig tree forms its early fruit
the blossoming vines spread their fragrance.
Arise, come, my darling; my beautiful one, come with me.
#stopallwars #songofsongs
#apples #applesinpoetry
the season of singing
has come, the cooing of doves is heard in our land.
The fig tree forms its early fruit
the blossoming vines spread their fragrance.
Arise, come, my darling; my beautiful one, come with me.
#stopallwars #songofsongs
#apples #applesinpoetry