Shepherdess Yields In The Arms Of Decoy-Solomon
The golden goblet drops from Shepherdess' hand.
It spills its red liquid all over her feet and Solomon's feet.
The concubines gathered around Solomon jump back to avoid the liquid staining their dresses and shoes.
Meanwhile, Shepherdess' eyes bore through Solomon's eyes in an apparent hallucinogenic trance.
In her distorted view, Solomon is her Shepherd Boy.
She cries, glassy-eyed, looking right through Solomon.
She fondles his neck and collar.
SHEPHERDESS
Oh I wish you were known as my brother, who suckled the breasts of my mother! I'd find you outside in public. I'd kiss you. Then no one would despise me.
The glassy-eyed Shepherdess leads Solomon by the hand toward the window.
SHEPHERDESS
I'd lead you. I'd bring you into my mother's house. As she taught me, I'd let you drink my spiced pomegranate-juice wine.
Nearing the window, the Shepherdess guides Solomon's left hand to cradle her head:
SHEPHERDESS
Your left hand under my head...
She wraps his right arm around her torso. He hugs her tight.
SHEPHERDESS
Your right hand hugging my chest to yours.
SHEPHERDESS
(to concubines)
I warn you, Jerusalem girls! Never agitate or awaken passion until true love smiles on you, as it smiles on my beloved and I today.
By the window, Shepherdess tenderly, passionately kisses Solomon's lips.
AS they kiss, Solomon smiles, finally relaxing in satisfaction.
(He's won the only girl who ever turned him down.)
