Plant Fostering Wind

[Beloved] Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth; for your love is better than wine.
Your oils have a pleasing fragrance. Your name is oil poured forth, therefore the virgins love you.
Take me away with you. Let us hurry. The king has brought me into his rooms. [Friends] We will be glad and rejoice in you. We will praise your love more than wine! [Beloved] They are right to love you.
[Beloved] While the king sat at his table, my perfume spread its fragrance.
My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh, that lies between my breasts.
My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms from the vineyards of En Gedi.
[Beloved] Behold, you are beautiful, my beloved, yes, pleasant; and our couch is verdant.