I am the person who you are looking for a long time.
What thought life conspire to cheat you, Do not sorrow or complain. Lie still on the day of pain, And the day of joy will greet you.Hearts live in the coming day. There is an end to passing sorrow. Suddenly all files away, And delight returns tomorrow. Pushkin
Let him kiss me with the kisses if his mouth for your love is more delightful than wine. Pleasing is the fragrace of your perfumes; your name is like perfume poured out. No wonder the maidens love you! Take me away with youlet us hurry! Let the king bring me into his chambers.