Song of Solomon 7

7How beautiful are your sandaled feet, princess! ^no

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 waist ^pis a mound of wheat

surrounded by lilies.

³Your breasts are like two fawns,

twins of a gazelle. ^q

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

your eyes like pools in Heshbon

by the gate of Bath-rabbim.

Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon

looking toward Damascus.

⁵Your head crowns you ^slike Mount Carmel,

the hair of your head like purple cloth—

a king could be held captive ^tin your tresses.

⁶How beautiful you are and how pleasant, ^u

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.” ^v

May your breasts be like clusters of grapes,

and the fragrance of your breath like apricots. ^w

⁹Your mouth ^xis like fine wine ^y—

Wflowing smoothly for my love,

gliding past my lips and teeth! ^z

¹⁰I belong to my love,

and his desire ^ais for me. ^b

¹¹Come, my love,

let’s go to the field;

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

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. ^d

There I will give you my love.

¹³The mandrakes ^egive off a fragrance,

and at our doors is every delicacy—

new as well as old.

I have treasured them up for you, my love.