006:012 Without realizing it, my desire set me with my royal people's chariots. Friends 006:013 Return, return, Shulammite! Return, return, that we may gaze at you. Lover Why do you desire to gaze at the Shulammite, as at the dance of Mahanaim? 007:001 How beautiful are your feet in sandals, prince's daughter! Your rounded thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a skillful workman. 007:002 Your body is like a round goblet, no mixed wine is wanting. Your waist is like a heap of wheat, set about with lilies. 007:003 Your two breasts are like two fawns, that are twins of a roe. 007:004 Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are like the pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bathrabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon which looks toward Damascus. 007:005 Your head on you is like Carmel. The hair of your head like purple. The king is held captive in its tresses. 007:006 How beautiful and how pleasant you are, love, for delights! 007:007 This, your stature, is like a palm tree, your breasts like its fruit. 007:008 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, Beloved 007:009 Your mouth like the best wine, that goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding through the lips of those who are asleep. 007:010 I am my beloved's. His desire is toward me. 007:011 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field. Let us lodge in the villages. 007:012 Let's go early up to the vineyards. Let's see whether the vine has budded, its blossom is open, and the pomegranates are in flower. There I will give you my love. 007:013 The mandrakes give forth fragrance. At our doors are all kinds of precious fruits, new and old, which I have stored up for you, my beloved. 008:001 Oh that you were like my brother, who sucked the breasts of my mother! If I found you outside, I would kiss you; yes, and no one would despise me. 008:002 I would lead you, bringing you into my mother's house, who would instruct me. I would have you drink spiced wine, of the juice of my pomegranate. 008:003 His left hand would be under my head. His right hand would embrace me. 008:004 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, that you not stir up, nor awaken love, until it so desires. Friends 008:005 Who is this who comes up from the wilderness, leaning on her beloved? Under the apple tree I aroused you. There your mother conceived you. There she was in labor and bore you. 008:006 Set me as a seal on your heart, as a seal on your arm; for love is strong as death. Jealousy is as cruel as Sheol. Its flashes are flashes of fire, a very flame of Yahweh. 008:007 Many waters can't quench love, neither can floods drown it.