Song of Solomon 7

“Why should you gaze at the Shulammite,
As at the dance of the two armies?

¹“How beautiful are your feet in sandals,
O prince’s daughter!
The curves of your hips are like jewels,
The work of the hands of an artist.
² 
“Your navel is a round goblet
Which never lacks mixed wine.
Your belly is like a heap of wheat
Surrounded with lilies.
³ 
“Your two breasts are like two fawns,
The twins of a gazelle.
⁴ 
“Your neck is like a tower of ivory,
Your eyes the [sparkling] pools of 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 Mount Carmel,
And the flowing hair of your head like purple threads;
I, the king, am held captive by your ^[a]tresses.
⁶ 
“How beautiful and how delightful you are,
My love, with all your delights!
⁷ 
“Your stature is like that of a palm tree
And your breasts like its clusters [of dates].
⁸ 
“I said, ‘I will climb the palm tree;
I will grasp its branches.
Let your breasts be like clusters of the grapevine,
And the fragrance of your breath like apples,
⁹ 
‘And your kisses like the best wine!’”

“It goes down smoothly and sweetly for my beloved,
Gliding gently over his lips while he sleeps.

¹⁰ 
“I am my beloved’s,
And his desire is for me.
¹¹ 
“Come, my beloved, let us go out into the country,
Let us spend the night in the villages.
¹² 
“Let us go out early to the vineyards;
Let us see whether the vine has budded
And its blossoms have opened,
And whether the pomegranates have flowered.
There I will give you my love.
¹³ 
“The mandrakes give forth fragrance,
And over our doors are all [kinds of] choice fruits,
Both new and old,
Which I have saved up for you, my beloved.