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5:1   I have entered my garden, my treasure, my bride! I gather myrrh with my spices and eat honeycomb with my honey. I drink wine with my milk. Oh, lover and beloved, eat and drink! Yes, drink deeply of your love!
5:2  I slept, but my heart was awake, when I heard my lover knocking and calling: "Open to me, my treasure, my darling, my dove, my perfect one. My head is drenched with dew, my hair with the dampness of the night."
5:3  But I responded, "I have taken off my robe. Should I get dressed again? I have washed my feet. Should I get them soiled?"
5:4  My lover tried to unlatch the door, and my heart thrilled within me.
5:5  I jumped up to open the door for my love, and my hands dripped with perfume. My fingers dripped with lovely myrrh as I pulled back the bolt.
5:6  I opened to my lover, but he was gone! My heart sank. I searched for him but could not find him anywhere. I called to him, but there was no reply.
5:7  The night watchmen found me as they made their rounds. They beat and bruised me and stripped off my veil, those watchmen on the walls.
5:8  Make this promise, O women of Jerusalem--If you find my lover, tell him I am weak with love.
5:9  Why is your lover better than all others, O woman of rare beauty? What makes your lover so special that we must promise this?
5:10  My lover is dark and dazzling, better than ten thousand others!
5:11  His head is finest gold, his wavy hair is black as a raven.
5:12  His eyes sparkle like doves beside springs of water; they are set like jewels washed in milk.
5:13  His cheeks are like gardens of spices giving off fragrance. His lips are like lilies, perfumed with myrrh.
5:14  His arms are like rounded bars of gold, set with beryl. His body is like bright ivory, glowing with lapis lazuli.
5:15  His legs are like marble pillars set in sockets of finest gold. His posture is stately, like the noble cedars of Lebanon.
5:16  His mouth is sweetness itself; he is desirable in every way. Such, O women of Jerusalem, is my lover, my friend.