First, a word about the Song of Solomon, also called the Song of Songs. It is an ancient love poem, possibly authored by the wise King Solomon, also possibly written for him. It is an extremely intense love song, describing an egalitarian and mutual erotic relationship. Christians have traditionally understood it as an allegory for Christ's love for the Church. This may strike you as weird, you know, Jesus getting busy with the Church and all...
I personally find it deeply beautiful that Christ's love for human beings is not cold and disinterested, but is burning and powerful. It is carnal. Christ's fleshy, naked, sacrifice on the cross makes so much sense to me in light of this kind of love. If you have ever felt true romantic love, you know how raw and desperate it is. You know how badly you desire union with someone. The fact that the best way for the poet to describe God's desire to be with us is to draw on the experience of such a feeling says a lot about how God feels.
It also leaves us romantic types with some great lines to try out on our future sweethearts. So pull up a barstool, whip out these lines, and see what happens:Your neck is as beautiful as the tower of David, jeweled with the shields of a thousand heroes. (Sol 4:4 NLT)
"Nice neck" is not something people expect to hear so mix it up a little.
Your love is more delightful than wine. (Sol 1:2 NIV)
This one is great because if you're at a bar it's always topical.
A bundle of myrrh is my beloved unto me; He shall pass the night between my breasts. (Sol 1:13 DBY)
This is similar to cuddling gazelles, as you will see .
Your breasts are like two fawns, twin fawns of a gazelle grazing among the lilies. (Sol 4:5 NLT)
I compare thee, my love, To a steed in Pharaoh's chariots. (Sol 1:9 DBY)
Strengthen me with raisin cakes, refresh me with apples, for I am weak with love. (Sol 2:5 NLT)
This works really well on a first date to a restaurant. When the waiter asks what you want, you say this while casting longing glances at your date. Make sure you're ready to eat the raisin cakes though.
Catch all the foxes, those little foxes, before they ruin the vineyard of love, for the grapevines are blossoming! (Sol 2:15 NLT)
Darn those cock-blocking foxes!
Your teeth are like a flock of sheep just shorn, coming up from the washing. Each has its twin; not one of them is alone. (Sol 4:2 NIV)
I get the idea, but I can't get over the wooly teeth.
Your thighs shelter a paradise of pomegranates with rare spices-- henna with nard, (Sol 4:13 NLT)
My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door; And my bowels yearned for him. (Sol 5:4 DBY)
There must be a translation issue surrounding "bowels" because when my bowels yearn it is not good.
Your hair is like a flock of goats, moving down the slopes of Gilead. (Sol 6:5 NRS)
Let's go to the vineyards early. Let's see if the vines have budded, if the grape blossoms have opened, if the pomegranates are in bloom. There I will give you my love. (Sol 7:12 GWN)
"4 good time, meet me in vineyard"
Whiles the King was at his repast, my spikenard gaue the smell thereof. (Sol 1:11 GNV)
ok...
Today's drink was designed with the help of a friend of the Eubarist. It is a little spicy and definitely sensual.
You Make a Mango Crazy
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| The drinks' inventor has one |
Ingredients: About 3/4 cup frozen mango chunks, 1/8 cup water, 1 tbsp agave syrup, 1 shot tequila or mezcal, ground cayenne pepper, salt, lime.
Blend the mango chunks, water, and agave syrup, in a blender until they are a chunky puree. Salt the rim of a martini glass. To do this, moisten the rim of the glass by rubbing a lime wedge around it. Then, gently dip he rim into a bowl of salt. When you have done this, pour the mango into the glass, add the liquor, and stir gently. Dash the cayenne on top to add spice and beauty, then cut up your lime for a garnish.
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| Pretty enough to make a mango crazy. Or a woman. |
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