Young man:
"How beautiful you are, my beloved, how beautiful! Your eyes behind your veil are like doves. Your hair falls in waves, like a flock of goats frisking down the slopes of Gilead.
Your teeth are as white as sheep, newly shorn and washed. They are perfectly matched; not one is missing.
Your lips are like a ribbon of scarlet. Oh, how beautiful your mouth! Your cheeks behind your veil are like pomegranate halves--lovely and delicious.
Your neck is as stately as the tower of David, jeweled with the shields of a thousand heroes.
Your breasts are like twin fawns of a gazelle, feeding among the lilies.
… Your lips, my bride, are as sweet as honey. Yes, honey and cream are under your tongue. The scent of your clothing is like that of the mountains and the cedars of Lebanon.
You are like a private garden, my treasure, my bride! You are like a spring that no one else can drink from, a fountain of my own.
You are like a lovely orchard bearing precious fruit, with the rarest of perfumes.
… You are a garden fountain, a well of living water, as refreshing as the streams from the Lebanon mountains."
Young Woman:
"Awake, north wind! Come, south wind! Blow on my garden and waft its lovely perfume to my lover. Let him come into his garden and eat its choicest fruits."
HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!
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