Ancient Egyptian Love poem

Love of you is mixed deep in my vitals,
like water stirred into flour for bread,

Like simples compound in a sweet-tasting drug,
like pastry and honey mixed to perfection.
Oh, hurry to look at your love!
Be like horses charging in battle,
Like a gardener up with the sun
burning to watch his prize bud open.
High heaven causes a girl’s lovelonging.
It is like being too far from the light,
Far from the hearth of familiar arms.
It is this being so tangled in you.

1300-1100 BCE Egypt

I fell in love with this when I first found it, and used it in my wedding.


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