He Speaks: 5 1My bride, my very own, I come to my garden and enjoy its spices. I eat my honeycomb and honey; I drink my wine and milk. Their Friends Speak: Eat and drink until you are drunk with love. Another Dream She Speaks: 2I was asleep, but dreaming: The one I love was at the door, knocking and saying, “My darling, my very own, my flawless dove, open the door for me! My head is drenched with evening dew.” 3But I had already undressed and bathed my feet. Should I dress again and get my feet dirty? 4Then my darling's hand reached to open the latch, and my heart stood still. 5When I rose to open the door, my hands and my fingers dripped with perfume. 6And I yearned for him while he spoke to me, but when I opened the door, my darling had disappeared. I searched and shouted, but I could not find him— there was no answer. 7Then I was found by the guards patrolling the town and guarding the wall. They beat me up and stripped off my robe. 8Young women of Jerusalem, if you find the one I love, please say to him, “She is weak with desire.” Their Friends Speak: 9Most beautiful of women, why is the one you love more special than others? Why do you ask us to tell him how you feel? She Speaks: 10He is handsome and healthy, the most outstanding among ten thousand. 11His head is purest gold; his hair is wavy, black as a raven. 12His eyes are a pair of doves bathing in a stream flowing with milk.[M] 13His face is a garden of sweet-smelling spices; his lips are lilies dripping with perfume. 14His arms are branches of gold covered with jewels; his body is ivory[N] decorated with sapphires. 15His legs are columns of marble on feet of gold. He stands there majestic like Mount Lebanon and its choice cedar trees. 16His kisses are sweet. I desire him so much! Young women of Jerusalem, he is my lover and friend.
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