17 I’ve sprinkled my bed with myrrh,aloes, and cinnamon.
18 Come, let’s drink deep of love until morning;let’s savor our lovemaking.
19 For my husband isn’t home;he’s gone far away.
20 He took a pouch of money with him;he won’t come home till full moon."
21 She seduces him with all her talk.She entices him with her flattery.
22 He goes headlong after her,like an ox to the slaughter,like a deer leaping into a trap,
23 until an arrow pierces his liver,like a bird hurrying to the snare,not aware that it will cost him his life.