6 Bible Verses about Sexual Desire

Your lips [are] like a thread of crimson, and your mouth [is] lovely. Your temple [is] like pomegranate from behind your veil. Your neck [is] like the tower of David, built in courses; a thousand {ornaments} are hung on it, all the shields of the warriors. Your two breasts [are] like two fawns, twins of a gazelle that feed among the lilies.read more.
Until the day breathes and the shadows flee, I will go to the mountain of the myrrh, to the hill of the frankincense. You [are] completely beautiful, my beloved! {You are flawless}! Come with me from Lebanon, my bride! Come with me from Lebanon! Look from the top of Amana, from the top of Senir and Hermon, from the dwelling places of the lions, from the mountains of leopard. You have stolen (my) heart, my sister bride! You have stolen [my] heart with one [glance] from your eyes, with one ornament from your necklaces. How beautiful is your love, my sister bride! How better is your love than wine, and the fragrance of your oils than any spice! Your lips drip nectar, [my] bride; honey and milk [are] under your lips; the scent of your garments [is] like the scent of Lebanon. A garden locked [is] my sister bride, a spring enclosed, a fountain sealed. Your shoots [are] an orchard of pomegranates with {choice fruit}, henna with nard; nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon spice with all trees of frankincense, myrrh and aloes with all chief spices. A garden fountain, a well of living water, flowing (streams) from Lebanon.

To the woman he said, "I will greatly increase {your pain in childbearing}; in pain you shall bear children. And to your husband [shall be] your desire. And he shall rule over you."

{May you kiss me} {passionately with your lips}, for your love [is] better than wine. As fragrance, {your perfumes} [are] {delightful}; your name is poured out {perfume}; therefore young women love you. Draw me after you, let us run! May the king bring me into his chambers! Let us be joyful and let us rejoice in you; let us extol your love more than wine. Rightly do they love you!

Awake, O north wind! Come, O south wind! Blow upon my garden! Let its fragrances waft forth! Let my beloved come to his garden, let him eat his choice fruit!

Come, my beloved, let us {go out to the countryside}; let us spend the night in the villages. Let us rise early [to go] to the vineyards; let us see whether the vine has budded, [whether] the grape blossom has opened, and [whether] the pomegranates {are in bloom}; there I will give my love to you. The mandrakes give [off their] fragrance, and {over our doorway is every kind of delicious fruit}; both {fresh and dried fruit I have stored up} for you, O my beloved.

I [was] a wall, and my breasts [were] like the towers, {so [my betrothed] viewed me with great delight}.