Song of Songs 7:1-5

1How beautiful are your sandaled feet, O daughter of the prince! The curves of your thighs are like jewels, the handiwork of a master.2Your navel is a rounded goblet; it never lacks blended wine. Your waist is a mound of wheat encircled by the lilies.3Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle.4Your neck is like a tower made of ivory; your eyes are like the pools of Heshbon by the gate of Bath-rabbim; your nose is like the tower of Lebanon, facing toward Damascus.5Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel, the hair of your head like purple threads; the king is captured in your tresses.