5 Your head on you is like Carmel.The hair of your head like purple.The king is held captive in its tresses.
6 How beautiful and how pleasant you are,love, for delights!
7 This, your stature, is like a palm tree,your breasts like its fruit.
8 I said, “I will climb up into the palm tree.I will take hold of its fruit.”Let your breasts be like clusters of the vine,the smell of your breath like apples,
9 Your mouth like the best wine,that goes down smoothly for my beloved,gliding through the lips of those who are asleep.
10 I am my beloved’s.His desire is toward me.
11 Come, my beloved! Let’s go out into the field.Let’s lodge in the villages.