3Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, And thy mouth comely; Thy cheeks are like a divided pomegranate behind thy veil;
4Thy neck is like the tower of David, Built for an armory, In which there hang a thousand bucklers, All shields of mighty men;
5Thy two breasts are like two young twin gazelles, That feed among the lilies.
6When the day breathes, and the shadows flee away, I will betake me to the mountain of myrrh And the hill of frankincense.
Song of Solomon 4
Song of Solomon 4:3-6