1 How beautiful are your sandaled feet, O daughter of the prince! The curves of your thighs are like jewels, the handiwork of a master.

2 Your navel is a rounded goblet; it never lacks blended wine. Your waist is a mound of wheat encircled by the lilies.

3 Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle.

4 Your neck is like a tower made of ivory; your eyes are like the pools of Heshbon (stronghold) by the gate of Bath-rabbim (daughter of multitudes); your nose is like the tower of Lebanon (whiteness), facing toward Damascus (well-watered land).

5 Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel (garden-land), the hair of your head like purple threads; the king is captured in your tresses.

6 How fair and pleasant you are, O love, with your delights!

7 Your stature is like a palm tree; your breasts are clusters of fruit.

8 I said, “I will climb the palm tree; I will take hold of its fruit.” May your breasts be like clusters of the vine, the fragrance of your breath like apples,

9 and your mouth \palate/ like the finest wine. May it flow smoothly to my beloved, gliding gently over lips and teeth [gliding gently over lips as we sleep].

Song of Solomon 7:1-9, Berean Annotated Bible. Public domain.
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