Extract from a 3,000 year-old papyrus.
She is one girl, there is no one like her.
She is more beautiful than any other.
Look, she is like a star goddess arising at the beginning of a happy new year; brilliantly white, bright skinned; with beautiful eyes for looking, with sweet lips for speaking; she has not one phrase too many.
With a long neck and white breast, her hair of genuine lapis lazuli; her arm more brilliant than gold; her fingers like lotus flowers, with heavy buttocks and girt waist.
Her thighs offer her beauty, with a brisk step she treads on ground.
She has captured my heart in her embrace.
She makes all men turn their necks to look at her.
One looks at her passing by, this one, the unique one. * She never let it goes to her heart by Tim McGraw

It Is Her Love That Gives Me Strength
My sister's love is on the far side.
The river is between our bodies;
The waters are mighty at flood-time,
A crocodile waits in the shallows.
I enter the water and brave the waves,
My heart is strong on the deep;
The crocodile seems like a mouse to me,
The flood as land to my feet.
It is her love that gives me strength,
It makes a water-spell for me;
I gaze at my heart's desire,
As she stands facing me!
My sister has come, my heart exults,
My arms spread out to embrace her;
My heart bounds in its place,
Like the red fish in its pond.
O night, be mine forever,
Now that my queen has come!

* Gavin Andrew, chariot

Sickness Invaded Me
Seven days since I saw my sister,
And sickness invaded me;
I am heavy in all my limbs,
My body has forsaken me.
When the physicians come to me,
My heart rejects their remedies;
The magicians are quite helpless,
My sickness is not discerned.
To tell me "She is here" would revive me!
Her name would make me rise;
Her messenger's coming and going,
That would revive my heart!
My sister is better than all prescriptions,
She does more for me than all medicines;
Her coming to me is my amulet,
The sight of her makes me well!
When she opens her eyes my body is young,
Her speaking makes me strong;
Embracing her expels my malady—
Seven days since she went from me! * This love, maroon 5.

My Heart Flutters Hastily
My heart flutters hastily,
When I think of my love of you;
It lets me not act sensibly,
It leaps from its place.
It lets me not put on a dress,
Nor wrap my scarf around me;
I put no paint upon my eyes,
I'm even not anointed.
"Don't wait, go there," says it to me,
As often as I think of him;
My heart, don't act so stupidly,
Why do you play the fool?
Sit still, the brother comes to you,
And many eyes as well.
Let not the people say of me:
"A woman fallen through love!"
Be steady when you think of him,
My heart, do not flutter!
Fourth Stanza, from Papyrus Chester Beatty I

Cant help falling in love.

The Crossing (Excerpt) Is there anything sweeter than this hour? for I am with you, and you lift up my heart -- for is there not embracing and fondling when you visit me and we give ourselves up to delights?

...If you wish to caress my thigh, then I will offer you my breast also -- it won't thrust you away!

Would you leave because you are hungry? - are you such a man of your belly?

Would you leave because you need something to wear? - I have a chestful of fine linen!

Would you leave because you wish something to drink? Here, take my breasts! They are full to overflowing, and all for you!

Glorious is the day of our embracings; I treasure it a hundred thousand millions! * Chasing cars

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