Song of SolomonChapter 7

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¹How beautiful your feet are in sandals,
daughter of a prince!
The curves of your thighs are like jewels,
the work of a master's hands. ²Your navel is a round cup.
It is never without mixed wine.
Your waist is a heap of wheat
with lilies all around it. ³Your breasts are like two fawns,
twin baby gazelles. ⁴Your neck is like a tower of ivory.
Your eyes are like the pools of Heshbon
by the gate of Bath-rabbim.
Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon
that looks toward Damascus. ⁵Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel.
The hair on your head is like purple threads.
The king is held captive by your long hair. ⁶How beautiful and pleasing you are,
my love, with all your delights! ⁷You are tall like a palm tree.
Your breasts are like bunches of fruit. ⁸I said, "I will climb the palm tree.
I will take hold of its fruit."
May your breasts be like bunches of grapes on the vine.
May your breath smell like apples, ⁹and may your mouth be like the best wine.
May it flow smoothly to my beloved,
gliding gently over lips and teeth. ¹⁰I belong to my beloved,
and his desire is for me. ¹¹Come, my beloved.
Let's go out to the countryside.
Let's spend the night among the wildflowers. ¹²Let's get up early and go to the vineyards.
Let's see if the vines have budded,
if their flowers have opened,
and if the pomegranates are in bloom.
There I will give you my love. ¹³The mandrakes give off their sweet smell.
At our door are all kinds of good things,
new ones and old ones.
I have saved them up for you, my beloved.