5Thy neck is as an ivory tower; Thine eyes are as pools in Heshbon, By the gates of the daughter of many: Thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon, Looking toward Damascus.
6Thy head upon thee is as Carmel, And the curls of thy hair like scarlet; The king is bound in the galleries.
7How beautiful art thou, And how sweet art thou, my love!
8This is thy greatness in thy delights: Thou wast made like a palm tree, And thy breasts to clusters.
9I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of its high boughs: And now shall thy breasts be as clusters of the vine, And the smell of thy nose as apples;
10And thy throat as good wine, Going well with my kinsman, Suiting my lips and teeth.
11I am my kinsman’s, And his desire is toward me.
12Come, my kinsman, let us go forth into the field; Let us lodge in the villages.
13Let us go early into the vineyards; Let us see if the vine has flowered, If the blossoms have appeared, If the pomegranates have blossomed; There will I give thee my breasts.
Song of Solomon 7
Song of Solomon 7:5-13