Song of Solomon 7

1Princess, your feet are beautiful in those sandals. The curves of your thighs are like jewelry made by an artist.

2Your navel is like a round cup: may it never be without wine. Your belly is like a pile of wheat surrounded by lilies.

3Your breasts are like twin fawns.

4Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are like the fishpoles in Heshbon near the gate of Bathrabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon that looks toward Damascus.

5Your head is like Carmel, and the hair on your head is like purple silk. Your long flowing hair captures even a king.

6You are so beautiful and so pleasant, a lovely, delightful woman!

7You are tall as tall as a palm tree. And your breasts are like clusters of grapes.

8I would love to climb that tree and take hold of its branches. May your breasts be like clusters of grapes and your fragrance like apples.

9May your mouth be like the best wine, flowing straight to my love, flowing gently to the sleeper’s lips.

10She says, I belong to my lover, and he wants me.

11Come, my lover, let’s go out into the field; let’s spend the night in the villages.

12Let’s get up early and go to the vineyards. Let’s see if the vines are in bloom. Let’s see if the blossoms have opened and if the pomegranates are in bloom. There I will give you my love.

13Smell the mandrakes and all the pleasant flowers by our door. I have saved many pleasant things for you, my lover, pleasant things, new and old.