Queen of Sheba and King Solomon, Anonymous
"The other night when my wife and I were lying in bed, I reached over and placed Emily’s hand in mine. I then shared with her how the first time I reached over and grabbed her hand (when we were dating) was the most wonderful physical sensation I have ever experienced. Honestly. And she said, “I know what you mean.” She then added, “You’re crushing my hand.” And I was, I was holding it so tightly.
"That short recollection (and the laugh about me crushing her hand) brought us closer together. We desired each other more. After that, to continue the playful mood, I asked her, “So, am I the best kisser you’ve ever known?” (She has never kissed anyone but me—that’s why I asked.) She responded, “You are the best kisser I’ve known . . . and the worst.” (Another good laugh . . . for her, and maybe for you.)
"...step two—remember (recall old times; ask your spouse today why he/she first loved you); and step three--understand (grasp that desire follows love). That’s what is in our text. She wants to be kissed (she desires him) because/“for”... he loves her. Start loving each other."
Read Solomon's Song of Love, by Douglas Sean O'Donnell at Bible Study Tools
1 "I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride; I have gathered my myrrh along with my balsam. I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey; I have drunk my wine cand my milk. Eat, friends; Drink and imbibe deeply, O lovers."
2 "I was asleep but my heart was awake. A voice! My beloved was knocking: 'Open to me, my sister, my darling, My dove, my perfect one! For my head is drenched with dew, My locks with the damp of the night.'
3 "I have taken off my dress, How can I put it on again? I have washed my feet How can I dirty them again?
4 "My beloved extended his hand through the opening, And my feelings were aroused for him.
5 "I arose to open to my beloved; And my hands dripped with myrrh, And my fingers with liquid myrrh, On the handles of the bolt.
6 "I opened to my beloved, But my beloved had turned away and had gone! My heart went out to him as he spoke. I searched for him but I did not find him; I called him but he did not answer me.
7 "The watchmen who make the rounds in the city found me, They struck me and wounded me; The guardsmen of the walls took away my shawl from me.
8 "I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, If you find my beloved, As to what you will tell him: For I am lovesick."
9 "What kind of beloved is your beloved, O most beautiful among women? What kind of beloved is your beloved, That thus you adjure us?"
10 "My beloved is dazzling and ruddy, Outstanding among ten thousand.
11 "His head is like gold, pure gold; His locks are like clusters of dates And black as a raven.
12 "His eyes are like doves Beside streams of water, Bathed in milk, And reposed in their setting.
13 "His cheeks are like a bed of balsam, Banks of sweet-scented herbs; His lips are lilies Dripping with liquid myrrh.
14 "His hands are rods of gold Set with beryl; His abdomen is carved ivory Inlaid with sapphires.
15 "His legs are pillars of alabaster Set on pedestals of pure gold; His appearance is like Lebanon Choice as the cedars.
16 "His mouth is full of sweetness. And he is wholly desirable. This is my beloved and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem."
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