'Do you see over my shoulders falling, <br />Snake-like ringlets waving free? <br />Have no fear, for they are twisted <br />To allure you unto me.' <br /> <br />Thus she spoke, the gentle dove, <br />Listen to your plighted love: <br />'Oh, how long I wait, till my sweetheart comes back,' she said, <br />'Laying his caressing hand underneath my burning head.'<br /><br />Yehudah HaLevi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-love-song-3/
