This page is dedicated to my beloved husband whom I don't deserve.

"My beloved is dazzling and ruddy,

Outstanding among ten thousand.

His head is like gold, pure gold;

His locks are like clusters of dates,

And black as a raven.

His eyes are like doves,

Beside streams of water,

Bathed in milk,

And reposed in their setting.

His cheeks are like a bed of balsam,

Banks of sweet-scented herbs;

His lips are lilies,

Dripping with liquid myrrh.

His hands are rods of gold

Set with beryl;

His abdomen is carved ivory

Inlaid with sapphires.

His legs are pillars of alabaster

Set on pedestals of pure gold;

His appearance is like Lebanon,

Choice as the cedars.

His mouth is full of sweetness.

And he is wholly desirable.

This is my beloved and this is my friend,

O daughters of Jerusalem."

- The Song of Solomon 5:10-16
The Holy Bible

"I am my beloved's,

And his desire is for me.

"Come, my beloved, let us go out into the country,

Let us spend the night in the villages.

"Let us rise early and go to the vineyards;

Let us see whether the vine has budded

And its blossoms have opened,

And whether the pomegranates have bloomed.

There I will give you my love."