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7:1  How beautiful are your sandaled feet, O queenly maiden. Your rounded thighs are like jewels, the work of a skilled craftsman.
7:2  Your navel is perfectly formed like a goblet filled with mixed wine. Between your thighs lies a mound of wheat bordered with lilies.
7:3  Your breasts are like two fawns, twin fawns of a gazelle.
7:4  Your neck is as beautiful as an ivory tower. Your eyes are like the sparkling pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bath-rabbim. Your nose is as fine as the tower of Lebanon overlooking Damascus.
7:5  Your head is as majestic as Mount Carmel, and the sheen of your hair radiates royalty. The king is held captive by its tresses.
7:6  Oh, how beautiful you are! How pleasing, my love, how full of delights!
7:7  You are slender like a palm tree, and your breasts are like its clusters of fruit.
7:8  I said, "I will climb the palm tree and take hold of its fruit." May your breasts be like grape clusters, and the fragrance of your breath like apples.
7:9  May your kisses be as exciting as the best wine, flowing gently over lips and teeth.
7:10  I am my lover's, and he claims me as his own.
7:11  Come, my love, let us go out to the fields and spend the night among the wildflowers.
7:12  Let us get up early and go to the vineyards to see if the grapevines have budded, if the blossoms have opened, and if the pomegranates have bloomed. There I will give you my love.
7:13  There the mandrakes give off their fragrance, and the finest fruits are at our door, new delights as well as old, which I have saved for you, my lover.