Yours.
Your
love,
fragrant as ointment
poured forth,
awakens
me.
I run to you.
•
“Draw me, we will run after thee.”
-Song of Songs 1:4
Your
love,
fragrant as ointment
poured forth,
awakens
me.
I run to you.
•
“Draw me, we will run after thee.”
-Song of Songs 1:4