From: Love songs of the New Kingdom 16th century BC to 11th century BC translated from the ancient Egyptian by John L. Foster
Your love has penetrated all within me Like honey plunged into water, Like an odor which penetrates spices.
When her little sycamore begins to speak The murmur of its leaves Drips honey in the ear Its fragrant words taste sweet Her own hand, as soft and delicate as lotus.
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