Song of Songs 7:6-Song of Songs 8:4 - Solomon Longs For The Young Woman's Affection

⁶ How beautiful and how pleasant you are, love, for delights. ⁷ This, your stature, is like a palm tree, your breasts like its fruit. ⁸ 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, ⁹ Your mouth like the best wine, that goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding through the lips of those who are asleep. ¹⁰ I am my beloved's. His desire is toward me.

¹¹ Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field. Let us lodge in the villages. ¹² 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. ¹³ 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.

¹ 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. ² 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. ³ His left hand would be under my head. His right hand would embrace me. ⁴ I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, that you not stir up, nor awaken love, until it so desires.