1 How beautiful are your feet in sandals, noble daughter! The curves of your thighs are like jewels, the work of a skilled artist's hands.
2 Your navel is a round goblet that never lacks spiced wine. Your waist is a mound of wheat bordered with lilies.
3 Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle.
4 Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are the pools of Heshbon beside the gate of Bath-rabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon that faces toward Damascus.
5 Your head rises upon you like Carmel, and the hair of your head is like purple thread; a king is caught in its locks.
6 How fair and how delightful you are, O love, among all delights!
7 Your stature is like that of a palm tree, and your breasts like its clusters of fruit.
8 I said, "I will go up the palm tree and lay hold of its branches." May your breasts be like the clusters of the vine, and the fragrance of your breath like apples,
9 and your palate like the finest wine, flowing smoothly to my beloved, gliding over the lips of sleepers.
10 I belong to my beloved, and his longing is for me.
11 Come, my beloved, let us go out to the countryside; let us spend the night in the villages.
12 Let us rise early and go to the vineyards; let us see if the vine has sprouted, if its blossoms have opened, if the pomegranates have bloomed. There I will give you my love.
13 The mandrakes send out their scent, and over our doors are all kinds of choice fruits, fresh and long kept, which I have stored up for you, my beloved.