The Lover; the king and bridegroom continues his poetic assessment and praise of his Beloved; the madonna and bride. The Beloved has stolen his heart with one glance of her eyes (9). Merely one precious enchanting element of her elegance is enough for affection’s spark to ignite. The king’s being is transposed by the jewel of the princess’ eyes.
The Beloved searches for expressions that mark his possession of his Lover. She is HIS sister and HIS bride (10) She belongs to no other. Likewise, the young lady owns his heart (10). His heart belongs solely to her. A person’s heart is their soul; their identity. He owns her alone and she owns him alone. The two have become one, bound in a new spiritually interlaced thread.
The maiden’s love is more pleasing than wine (10). She affects all his senses; his body and conscience. The radiance of her soul is a fragrant perfume more so than a spice. Spice is an imported luxury as she is to his life. Spices are fragrances in holy anointing oil and for the fragrant incense.
The Egyptian baroness’ red lips drip with the sweetness of the honeycomb. The bride’s tongue tantalizes like milk and honey (11).
The king’s peeress is a garden locked up (12). His bride is a spring enclosed. She is a sealed fountain. Her delights are protected and safe. She is for him alone. Her southing and refreshing sensual and sexual delights are experienced only by the bridegroom.
When anyone finds a treasure, a pot of gold, a precious jewel, a lot of cash, or an invaluable piece of art they do not give it away. A spouse and a betrothed are more valuable than these whether known or yet to be discovered. When a suitable helpmate is had they are to be made exclusive. Only a fool would share with another.
“She is more precious than rubies; nothing you desire can compare with her.” (Proverbs 3:15)