Song of Solomon 7:1, 3 KJV
How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince’s daughter! the joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.
 Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.
In a similar way, the Philosopher takes his turn to describe his beloved, just as she did in the previous chapters. In a very romantic way, being very charitable with his words, he gives a detailed account of her ‘members.’
He wouldn’t spare the words, he said it as it were. I’m reminded of the first time I wrote a love letter to a lady in my neighbourhood when I was a teenager. I remember how many times I had to change the writing sheet I had bought, yeah, it was no ordinary paper.
But I just couldn’t get the words out. While writing I’d ask myself, “what if she thinks I’m a bad boy. What if she reports me to her folks.” Then I’d thrash all I’d written a re-write another. The zeal never died though!
But alas my efforts were rewarded. I remember the look on her face when she saw me some days after she had read my letter. 🙂
Slowly these ways of communication are dying out, but that shouldn’t stop us from passing love notes to our loved ones.
Spare not the words, send a lovely message to her today, it may work out something good for you.
Enjoy the Holiday.