2 Your navel is a round bowlthat never lacks mixed wine.Your belly is a heap of wheat,encircled with lilies.
3 Your two breasts are like two fawns,twins of a gazelle.
4 Your neck is like an ivory tower,your eyes pools in Heshbon,by the gate of Bath Rabbim.Your nose is like a tower of Lebanon,overlooking Damascus.
5 Your head crowns like Carmel,and your flowing hair is like purple;a king is held captive in the tresses.
6 How fair and pleasant you are,O loved one, with all your delights!
7 Your stature is like a palm tree,and your breasts are like its clusters.
8 I say I will climb the palm treeand take hold of its branches.Oh, may your breasts be like clusters of the vine,and the scent of your breath like apples,