**
You are beautiful as Tirzab, my love,
comely as Jerusalem ,
terrible as an army with banners.
Turn away your eyes from me,
for they overwhelm me!
Your hair is like a flock of goats.
moving down the slopes of Gilead.
Your teeth are like a flock of ewes.
that have come up from the washing;
all of them bear twins,
and not one among them is bereaved.
Your cheeks are like halves of a pomegranates behind your veil.
**
Sep 23, 2015
Sep 23, 2015 at 11:21 AM UTC
**
You are beautiful as Tirzab, my love,
comely as Jerusalem ,
terrible as an army with banners.
Turn away your eyes from me,
for they overwhelm me!
Your hair is like a flock of goats.
moving down the slopes of Gilead.
Your teeth are like a flock of ewes.
that have come up from the washing;
all of them bear twins,
and not one among them is bereaved.
Your cheeks are like halves of a pomegranates behind your veil.
**
