Thursday, December 30, 2010

12/30/10

Listen to my heart, can you hear it sing?

You are altogether beautiful, my darling;
   there is no flaw in you.

My dove in the clefts of the rock,
   in the hiding places on the mountainside,
show me your face,
   let me hear your voice;
for your voice is sweet,
   and your face is lovely.
How beautiful you are, my darling!
   Oh, how beautiful!
   Your eyes are doves.



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