You & I Lea Ceramiche
My darling, you are lovely, / so very lovely / as you look through your veil, / your eyes are those of a dove.
Your hair tosses about / as gracefully as goats / coming down from Gilead. Your teeth are whiter / than sheep freshly washed; / they match perfectly, / not one is missing.
Your lips are crimson cords, / your mouth is shapely; / behind your veil are hidden / beautiful rosy cheeks.
Your neck is more graceful / than the tower of David, / decorated with thousands / of warriors’ shields.
Your breasts are perfect; / they are twin deer / feeding among lilies. I will hasten to those hills / sprinkled with sweet perfume / and stay there till sunrise.
My darling, you are lovely / in every way.