1How beautiful are your feet in their sandals, prince's daughter! The curves of your thighs are like jewels, the work of a skilled craftsman's hands.
2Your navel is like a round goblet that never lacks mixed wine. Your belly is like a heap of wheat set about with lilies.
3Your two breasts are like two young deer, twins of one mother.
4Your neck is like a tower of ivory. Your eyes are like the pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon that looks toward Damascus.
5Your head crowns you like Carmel, and the hair of your head is like purple. The king is held captive in its tresses.
6How fair and how pleasant you are, my love, with all your delights.
7Your stature is like a palm tree, and your breasts are like clusters of grapes.
8I said, "I will climb the palm tree. I will take hold of its branches." Now let your breasts be like clusters of the vine, and the smell of your breath like apples;
9and the roof of your mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goes down smoothly, and makes the lips of those who are asleep to speak.
10I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me.
11Come, my beloved, let us go out into the field. Let us stay the night in the villages.
12Let us get up early and go to the vineyards. Let us see if the vine has budded, whether the tender grape has appeared, and the pomegranates are in flower. There I will give you my love.
13The mandrakes give out their smell, and at our gates are all kinds of pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have stored up for you, my beloved.