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My beloved is white and ruddy. Her skin is as the most fine gold. Her hair is like silk from China. The rope strings that define her body are like musical sex strings of Song of Songs, each run into the next, cut across, impatient, exulting, wooing, knowing, virginal, cast out, locked in, knocking at the door. Mountains of spices are the case. Her eyes are as the eyes of doves. Her body is as bright ivory. Her legs are as pillars of marble holding the weight of our love. She is altogether lovable.