O godlike face, worthy of Bacchus or Apollo
Which no man or woman can see without succumbing to your charms!
O fingers, the sort that you’d think
Would belong to a boy
Or a girl
Or—even a goddess!
Blessed is the woman who turns your head with her kisses,
Blessed is the woman who makes your lips red with kisses,
Whichever girl that can hold you, cheek-to-cheek
And wear out your tongue with kisses!
--Attributed falsely to Seneca, Codex Vassiani 4.430
O sacros vultus Baccho vel Apolline dignos,
Quos vir, quos tuto femina nulla videt!
O digitos, quales pueri vel virginis esse
vel potius credas virginis esse dei!
Felix, si qua tuum conrodit femina collum,
Felix, quae labris livida labra facit,
Quaeque puella tuo cum pectore pectora ponit
et linguam tenero lassat in ore suam.
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