Tuesday, September 14, 2010

The song of songs

How beautiful are your feet
In sandals, O prince's daughter
Your navel is a bowl
Well-rounded with no lack of wine
Your belly, a heap of wheat
Surrounded with lilies
Your breasts,
Clusters of grapes
Your breath,
Sweet-scented as apples

4 comments:

AnnaFullStop said...

The bible!? O_O

Noodles Homewood said...

Uhm... yes...
I have been amazed by the last part:

"Your breasts,
Clusters of grapes
Your breath,
Sweet-scented as apples"

and I wanted to share. Yesterday was an hard day, a bit of poetry woke me up...

AnnaFullStop said...

uhm I understand,
quite an erotic image for the bible indeed...
poetry always awakes souls in hard days :)

Noodles Homewood said...

Yes quite erotic... I think that's the reason why I woke up... also the feet in sandals was not that bad! ^_^