11 Your lips, my spouse, are a dripping honeycomb; honey and milk are under your tongue. And the fragrance of your garments is like the odor of frankincense.
12 An enclosed garden is my sister, my spouse: an enclosed garden, a sealed fountain.
13 You send forth a paradise of pomegranates along with the fruits of the orchard: Cypress grapes, with aromatic oil;
14 aromatic oil and saffron; sweet cane and cinnamon, with all the trees of Lebanon; myrrh and aloe, with all the best ointments.
15 The fountain of the gardens is a well of living waters, which flow forcefully from Lebanon.
16 Rise up, north wind, and advance, south wind. Send a breeze through my garden, and carry its aromatic scents.