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The man says: You, my love, excite me as a mare excites the stallions of Pharaoh's Chariots. Your breasts are like gazelles, twin deer feeding among the lilies. The curve of your thighs is like the work of an artist. You are as graceful as a palm tree and your breasts are like clusters of dates.
The woman says: Be my king and take me to your room. We will be happy together drink deep and lose ourselves in love. My lover has the scent of myrrh as he lies on my breasts. Wake up north wind and blow on my garden filling the air with fragrance. Let my lover come to the garden and eat the best fruits. Let me come in my darling, my sweetheart, my love. My head is wet with dew, and my hair is damp with mist. I have already undressed, why should I get dressed again? I wish that you were my brother that my mother had nursed you at her breast. Then if I met you in the street I would kiss you and no one would mind. I would take you to my mothers house where you could teach me love.
If the Bible is God's word it sounds like he enjoys a good racy romance novel!
I want to thank my anonymous (by choice) benfactor for sending me that material! ;-)
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