You could be, maybe should be. Could the tradition of sensual/sexual prudishness among “spiritual people” be not so spiritual after all–a man-made tradition that contributes to marital unhappiness, infidelity, and a 50% divorce rate?
Consider, then and now
Then/he: Song of Solomon, 5.1a “I came to my garden, my sister, my bride, I gathered my myrrh with my spice, I ate my honeycomb with my honey, I drank my wine with my milk.”
Now/she: Kelly Rowland, Kisses Down Low, “Nothing can compare to when you kiss me there. And I can’t lie when I lie I your arms baby I feel so sexy. So boy just take your time, send chills down spine. . . . I like, I like, I like my kisses down low, Makes me arch my back, When you gave it to me slow,Baby just like that . . . .”
As for me, I say, with the word, “Eat, friends, drink, and be drunk with love!” Song, 5.1b