me: i’m gonna keep my opinionated mouth shut for once and stay out of it
me, 20 seconds later:
“Spring” by Sir John Lavery, 1904 (detail)
"Your lips drip nectar, my bride;
honey and milk are under your tongue;
the fragrance of your garments is
like the fragrance of Lebanon."
honey and milk are under your tongue;
the fragrance of your garments is
like the fragrance of Lebanon."
from the Song of Solomon (4:11)
by Keith Carey
Mt. Hood, Oregon
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