Songs Of Solomon (Excerpt)

This is so subtly sexy to me.......

Let him kiss me with kisses of his mouth
For thy love is better wine
His fruit is sweet to my taste
His left hand is under my head
and his right hand doth embrace me

Behold thou art fair my love
Thy lips are like a thread of salt
Thine eyes are as dove behind the veil
And comely is thy mouth
Thy navel is like a round goblet
Wherein no mingled wine is wanting
Thy belly is like a heap of wheat set about
with lilies
And thy mouth like the best wine
Open to me my dove
For my head is filled with drops of the night

Come my beloved
Let us see if the vine flourishes
and the tender grapes appear
and the pomegranates bud forth
And there will I give thee my love