Song of Solomon 7:1-9 ▼

1 How beautiful are your feet in sandals, O noble daughter! Your curving thighs like jewels, the product of skilled hands.

2 Your valley, a round bowl that should never lack mixed wine. Your belly, a mound of wheat, encircled with lilies.

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

4 Your neck like a tower of ivory; your eyes, pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bath-rabbim. Your nose like the tower of Lebanon that looks toward Damascus.

5 Your head rises upon you like Carmel; your hair is like purple; a king is caught in its locks.

6 How beautiful you are, how fair, my love, daughter of delights!

7 Your very form resembles a date-palm, and your breasts, clusters.

8 I thought, “Let me climb the date-palm! Let me take hold of its branches! Let your breasts be like clusters of the vine and the fragrance of your breath like apples,

9 And your mouth like the best wine— that flows down smoothly for my lover, gliding over my lips and teeth.