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Loving My Love in the Middle of the Night

By on April 8, 2015

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Written by Leon. Leon is an experienced Jewrotica writer who has published several poems on Jewrotica. Experience Leon’s poetry here, and his book of poetry Beyond Time and Space.

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Loving my Love in the Middle of the Night
Verses from the Song of Songs*

Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth–for thy love is better than wine.
My beloved is unto me as a cluster of henna in the vineyards of En-gedi.
Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thine eyes are as doves.
Let his left hand be under my head, and his right hand embrace me.
My beloved spoke, and said unto me: ‘Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come with me.
I sleep, but my heart waketh; Hark! my beloved knocketh: ‘Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled; for my head is filled with dew, my locks with the drops of the night.’
The roundings of thy thighs are like the links of a chain, the work of the hands of a skilled workman.
Thy two breasts are like two fawns that are twins of a gazelle.
Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes as the pools in Heshbon,
How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
This thy stature is like to a palm-tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.
I said: ‘I will climb up into the palm-tree, I will take hold of the branches thereof; and let thy breasts be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy countenance like apples;
And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine, that glideth down smoothly for my beloved, moving gently the lips of those that are asleep.’
His left hand should be under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.
Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a gazelle or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.

* The Song of Songs – the great love song – is traditionally attributed to King Solomon and is read every Friday night in Sephardi communities as part of the welcoming celebration for the Lover – Shabbat. In Ashkenazi communities the Song is read on the Shabbat of Passover; the festival being the celebration of the great love of the Divine for Israel epitomized by the liberation of the people from bondage (like the rescue of the damsel in distress by the great, loving knight in shining armor – see Shrek).

I am a late-comer to poetry especially Jewish-laced love poetry. In the last two years I have written about 50 such poems that I am now trying to publish under the title - The Metaphysics of Love. They are about love - love for women as a metaphor for the Divine love - sometimes employing very erotic images inspired by the Song of Songs and Kabbalistic literature.
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