Music & Creativity

My Beloved and My Queen You have stolen my heart with one glance of your eyes, my love, my bride—my joy, my prize. I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine; your beauty holds me helpless—every time. You are altogether beautiful, my love; there is no flaw in you; your lips drip nectar—sweet—so true. Your oils are fragrant—your perfume drives me wild, and I unravel when I see you smile. Many waters cannot quench love—no flood can drown it through; it cannot cool this thirst I