domingo, 4 de junho de 2017

My darling, I am yours, and you desire me.

The Wedding Dance
He Speaks:
1 You are a princess, and your feet are graceful in their sandals.
Your thighs are works of art, each one a jewel; 2 your navel is a wine glass filled to overflowing.
Your body is full and slender like a bundle of wheat bound together by lilies.
3 Your breasts are like twins of a deer.
4 Your neck is like ivory, and your eyes sparkle like the pools of Heshbon by the gate of Bath-Rabbim.
Your nose is beautiful like Mount Lebanon above the city of Damascus.
5 Your head is held high like Mount Carmel; your hair is so lovely it holds a king prisoner.
6 You are very beautiful, so desirable!
7 You are tall and slender like a palm tree, and your breasts are full.
8 I will climb that tree and cling to its branches.
I will discover that your breasts are clusters of grapes, and that your breath is the aroma of apples.
9 Kissing you is more delicious than drinking the finest wine.
How wonderful and tasty! 
She Speaks:
10 My darling, I am yours, and you desire me.
11 Let's stroll through the fields and sleep in the villages.
12 At dawn let's slip out and see if grapevines and fruit trees are covered with blossoms.
When we are there, I will give you my love.
13 Perfume from the magic flower fills the air, my darling.
Right at our doorstep I have stored up for you all kinds of tasty fruits.