Something I just wrote for a special lady... inspired by the song of solomon
How Thou Art Fair
O’ my beloved, thy beauty is as the fairest angels in Heaven. Thy locks are as the finest silk, as clouds of silver in the golden sky. How each glides with thine every step, it is as the feathers from the softest dove, and as thy lashes flutter; it is the same as her wings. O’ my beloved, how thou art fair! Thine eyes are as does', and shine with the lustre of ocean pearls. As the roses of a pasture do they fully bloom, and as the dawn do they possess the sky! O’ my beloved, thy glance is as a ray of sun upon the morning dew, gleaming upon my very soul! Behold, thy lips are rows of rubies! Thy cheeks inlaid with jewels! Thy neck is adorned with diamonds, and garlands of buttercups. O’ thy supple neck; it is as an elegant swan upon a loch, and tender as an olive branch upon the autumn. Thy skin is as the fruits of the finest wine, and thy breasts are as resting fawns. They are as sleeping doves, and lo; it is like a spring of fountains! How thy waist is ringed with ribbons and wreaths, as a pillar of floral arrangement. It is as an ewer warmed for a bath, and its contour is like a porcelain vase. Thou hath the hips of a blossom, and the curves of an harp. O' how she is fair! Thy back is as silver embroidery, with petals and precious stones. It is like a flowering dogwood upon the melting snow, and as the butterfly garden spring yarrows. O’ my beloved! How thy breech strides, it is as the hind of a young and graceful mare. It is as the pomegranates upon the hills, and lo; it sways as an arc at sea! It is as the ripest strawberries upon the vine, and as the bulbs of a golden tulip. It is like none other on the face of the Earth! O’ my beloved, thou art most fair!
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on Thu Jan 05, 2012 1:37 pm, edited 23 times in total.