Song of Solomon 7:1–13

How beautiful are your sandaled feet, princess!^Di

The curves of your thighs are like jewelry,

the handiwork of a master.

²Your navel is a rounded bowl;

it never lacks mixed wine.

Your belly is a mound of wheat

surrounded by lilies.

³Your breasts are like two fawns,

twins of a gazelle.^j

⁴Your neck is like a tower of ivory,^k

your eyes like pools in Heshbon

by Bath-rabbim’s gate.

Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon

looking toward Damascus.

⁵Your head crowns you^E like Mount Carmel,

the hair of your head like purple cloth—

a king could be held captive^l in your tresses.

⁶How beautiful you are and how pleasant,^m

my love, with such delights!

⁷Your stature is like a palm tree;

your breasts are clusters of fruit.

⁸I said, “I will climb the palm tree

and take hold of its fruit.”ⁿ

May your breasts be like clusters of grapes,

and the fragrance of your breath like apricots.^o

⁹Your mouth^F is like fine wine^p—

Woman

flowing smoothly for my love,

gliding past my lips and teeth!^G

¹⁰I am my love’s,

and his desire^q is for me.^r

¹¹Come, my love,

let’s go to the field;

let’s spend the night among the henna blossoms.^A

¹²Let’s go early to the vineyards;

let’s see if the vine has budded,

if the blossom has opened,

if the pomegranates are in bloom.^s

There I will give you my caresses.

¹³The mandrakes^t give off a fragrance,

and at our doors is every delicacy,

both new and old.

I have treasured them up for you, my love.