My Bride My Beauty

MY BRIDE; MY BEAUTY O my love you are a city; beatific Like an army in array o; majestic When i look at you I’m overcome; angelic Your hair falls like the wave my love; classic Your smile heals like the Gilead balm; Israeli Show me that teeth as white as snow; godly Rule my home my beauty; my bride; queenly Raise them like a dove my perfect one; motherly My bride; a taste of divine womanhood; graciously Thrones and domino sing her praise o; fantastic O my queenly maiden how are you my jewel Blessed is the one which kept you in the bowel Paragon of beauty you are but i lost you to the BEAST My heart still crave but never will i find.