2 My beloved went to his garden,to the beds of spices,to graze his flock in the gardens and gather lilies.
3 I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine.He is the one who grazes his flock among the lilies.
4 You are beautiful, my true love, like Tirzah,lovely like Jerusalem,awe-inspiring like those great cities.
5 Turn your eyes away from me. They enchant me!Your hair is like a flock of goats moving down from Gilead.
6 Your teeth are like a flock of sheep,sheep that come up from the washing.All of them bear twins, and not one has lost its young.
7 Your temples behind your veil are like slices of pomegranate.
8 There are 60 queens, 80 concubines, and countless virgins,