Solomon to Shulammith:

7:1 How beautiful are your sandaled¹ feet,
O nobleman’s daughter!²
The curves³ of your thighs⁴ are like jewels,
The work of the hands of a master-craftsman.
7:2 Your navel⁵ is a round mixing-bowl⁶
Which never lacks⁷ mixed wine.⁸
Your belly⁹ is a mound of wheat,
Encircled¹⁰ by lilies.
7:3 Your two breasts are like two fawns,
Twins of a gazelle.
7:4 Your neck is like a tower made of ivory.¹¹
Your eyes are the pools in Heshbon By the gate of Bath-Rabbin.¹²
Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon
Overlooking Damascus.
7:5 Your head crowns¹³ you like Mount Carmel.¹⁴
The locks of your hair¹⁵ are like royal tapestries¹⁶ —
The king is held captive¹⁷ in its tresses!
7:6 How beautiful you are! How lovely!
O love,¹⁸ with your delights!¹⁹

Solomon to Shulammith:

7:7 Your stature²⁰ is like a palm tree,²¹
And your breasts are like clusters of grapes.²²
7:8 I want²³ to climb the palm tree,²⁴
And take hold of its fruit-stalks.
May your breasts be like the clusters of the vine,
And may the fragrance of your breath be like apricots!²⁵
7:9 May your mouth²⁶ be like the best wine,
Flowing smoothly for my beloved,
Gliding gently over our lips as we sleep together.²⁷

Shulammith:

7:10 I am my beloved’s
And he desires me!²⁸

Shulammith to Solomon:

7:11 Come, my beloved, let us go to the countryside,
Let us spend the night in the villages.
7:12 Let us rise early to go to the vineyards,
To see if the vines have budded;
To see if their blossoms have opened,
If the pomegranates are in bloom —
There I will give you my love.
7:13 The mandrakes²⁹ send out their fragrance;
Over our door is every delicacy³⁰,
Both new and old, which I have stored up for you, my lover.