Today’s Found ApplauseInSong of Solomon2005Your form is like a sturdy sycamore.            You stand gazing through the window,peering out the door.            Speak of it and we’ll throw
the meaningless offenses said             someplace farther south.What is it that knits your forehead             brings down the corners of your mouth?
Come away, show your face.            Let me hear your voice, tell me.Give me a kiss, an embrace.            You, whom I love so well, tell me.
Your first glance imprisoned my heart.            I am your love’s desire.Let me set a seal upon your heart.            Come, let us retire.
On our couch we have sought and found love.We held each other fast,            numbered our days, counted breaths thereof,while the hour was young, before time passed.

My beloved is mine.