Your Lover (Part Ii)
Just for you, may my head be purest gold with hair wavy and black as
a raven's. May my eyes be like doves by the water streams washed in milk and
set like jewels. May my cheeks be like beds of spices yielding perfume and my
lips like lilies dripping with myrrh. May my arms and hands be rods of gold set
with beryl under you, embracing you; and over you may my chest be like
decorated sapphires and my back and shoulders like polished ivory. May my
waist be as lapus lazuli and my legs like pillars of marbles set upon feet fine as
gold. Let my radiance shine upon you. May my countenance be like the choice
cedars of Lebanon and my mouth be sweetness itself, the most sweet; as your
lover and your friend, may I be altogether lovely.
I am yours; you are my mine. Have your way with me. Give yourself
to me because my desire is for you. Let me be your rose and your lily; like a lily
among thorns, my love is protected for only you. Like an apple tree among the
trees of the forest, let me be among the young men. Lean upon me, against your
apple tree, and rouse me; come up with me. I am at your mercy. Delight to sit in
my shade and taste my sweet fruit. I am your banquet hall, and my banner over
you is love. Let me strengthen you with my raisin cakes and comfort and refresh
you with my apples. When you are faint with love, my left hand will be under your
head to support you, while my right arm embraces your beauty- for now is the
time to arouse and awaken our love. Now listen...
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