King Solomon
7 “How beautiful are your feet in their shoes, O daughter! Your legs are like stones of much worth, the work of an able workman. 2 Your navel is like a beautiful glass full of wine. Your stomach is like gathered grain with lilies around it. 3 Your two breasts are like two young deer, the two young ones of a gazelle. 4 Your neck is like a tower of ivory. Your eyes are like the pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bath-rabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon, which looks toward Damascus. 5 Your head crowns you like Carmel. Your flowing hair is like strings of purple. The king is held by the beauty of your hair. 6 How beautiful and how pleasing you are, my love! How happy you make me! 7 You stand like a palm tree. And your breasts are like its fruit. 8 I said, ‘I will go to the top of the palm tree. I will take hold of its branches.’ O, may your breasts be like the fruit of the vine, and the sweet smell of your breath like pleasing fruit. 9 And may your mouth be like the best wine.”
The Woman
“For my love, it is smooth going down, flowing through the lips while sleeping.
10 “I am my love’s, and he wants me. 11 Come, my love, let us go to the country. Let us spend the night in the villages. 12 Let us get up early and go to the grape-fields. Let us see if the buds are on the vines, and if its flowers have opened. Let us see if the pomegranates have flowers. There I will give you my love. 13 The mandrakes have given out their sweet smell. And over our doors are all the best fruits, both new and old, which I have saved for you, my love.