“Tell her,” the Song teaches men. “Tell her of how you delight in the one you love.” Tell her also you are captured. Notice this:
\nYou have ravished my heart, my sister, my bride,
\nyou have ravished my heart with a glance of your eyes,
\nwith one jewel of your necklace (4:9).
\nHer eyes and the solitary jewel of her necklace evoke his love for her. So much so that his heart has been stolen or his heart has become inflamed in passion. Euphoric delight, sensuous overload, bodies yearning for one another.
\n10 How sweet is your love, my sister, my bride!
\nhow much better is your love than wine,
\nand the fragrance of your oils than any spice!
\n11 \tYour lips distill nectar, my bride;
\nhoney and milk are under your tongue;
\nthe scent of your garments is like the scent of Lebanon.
\nHe contemplates her kisses in their lovemaking, her soft, supple, and sensuous lips, and he brings that contemplation into words — your caresses, your love, he tells her, are better than wine and her fragrance better than any spice he has known. Her lips “distill nectar” and under her tongue are not only wine — he ups her previous language — but also honey and milk. Even her clothing evokes the scents of Lebanon.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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