6 Bible Verses about Sexual Desire

Thy lips are like a rose colored ribbon, thy words are lovely: thy cheeks are like a piece of a pomegranate, within thine hairs. Thy neck is like the tower of David builded with bulwarks, whereupon there hang a thousand shields; yea, all the weapons of the giants. Thy two breasts are like two twins of young roes, which feed among the lilies.read more.
O that I might go to the mountain of Myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense, till the day break, and till the shadows be past away. Thou art all fair, O my love, and no spot is there in thee. Come to me from Lebanon, O my spouse, come to me from Lebanon: come soon the next way from the top of Amana, from the top of Senir and Hermon, from the lions' dens, and from the mountains of the leopards. Thou hast bewitched my heart, O my sister, my spouse; thou hast bewitched my heart with one of thine eyes, and with one chain of thy neck. O how fair are thy breasts, my sister, my spouse? Thy breasts are more pleasant than wine, and the smell of thine ointments passeth all spices. Thy lips, O my spouse, drop as the honeycomb; yea, milk and honey is under thy tongue, and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of frankincense. Thou art a well kept garden, O my sister, my spouse, thou are a well kept watering spring, and a sealed well. The fruits that sprout in thee are like a very Paradise of pomegranates with sweet fruits: as Cypress, Nardus, Saffron, Calamus, and all the trees of Lebanon: Myrrh, Aloes, and all the best spices. Thou art a well of gardens, a well of living waters, which run down from Lebanon.

And unto the woman he said, "I will surely increase thy sorrow and make thee oft with child, and with pain shalt thou be delivered: And thy lusts shall pertain unto thy husband and he shall rule thee."

For thy love is more pleasant than wine, and that because of the good and pleasant savour. Thy name is sweet smelling ointment when it is shed forth; therefore do the maidens love thee. Draw thou me unto thee; we will run after thee. The king hath brought me into his privy chamber: We will be glad and rejoice in thee, we think more of thy love than of wine. They that be righteous love thee.

Up thou North wind, come thou South wind, and blow upon my garden, that the smell thereof may be carried on every side: yea, that my beloved may come into my garden, and eat of the fruits and apples that grow therein.

O come on my love; let us go forth into the field, and take our lodging in the villages. In the morning will we rise betimes, and go see the vineyard: if it be sprung forth, if the grapes be grown, and if the pomegranates be shot out. There will I give thee my breasts; there shall the mandragoras give their smell beside our doors; there, O my love, have I kept unto thee all manner of fruits, both new and old.

I am a wall, and my breasts like towers, then was I as one that hath found favour in his sight.