4-7Dear, dear friend and lover,you’re as beautiful as Tirzah, city of delights,Lovely as Jerusalem, city of dreams,the ravishing visions of my ecstasy.Your beauty is too much for me—I’m in over my head.I’m not used to this! I can’t take it in.Your hair flows and shimmerslike a flock of goats in the distancestreaming down a hillside in the sunshine.Your smile is generous and full—expressive and strong and clean.Your veiled cheeksare soft and radiant.

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