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

⁶ How beautiful and lovely you are, you are love with its exquisite delights. ⁷ Your stature is like a palm tree, and your breasts are like clusters of fruit. ⁸ I told myself, "I'll go up the palm tree, and take hold of its fruit. May your breasts be like clusters of the vine, and the smell of your breath like apples. ⁹ May your mouth be like good wine. May it go down smoothly to my beloved, gliding gently over the lips of the sleeping ones. ¹⁰ I belong to my beloved, and his desire is for me.

¹¹ Come, my beloved. Let us go out to the country, let us spend the night in the villages. ¹² Let us go early to the vineyards, let us see whether the vine has budded, whether the blossom has opened, whether the pomegranates have bloomed. There I'll give you my love. ¹³ The mandrakes give off their fragrance, and over our doors are all the choice fruits, both old and new, that I've stored up for you, my beloved.

¹ If only you were like a brother to me, like one who nursed at my mother's breasts. If I found you outside I would kiss you, and no one would view me with contempt. ² I would lead you, I would bring you to the house of my mother who used to teach me. I would give you some spiced wine to drink, from the juice of my pomegranates. ³ Let his left hand be under my head, and let his right hand embrace me. ⁴ Swear to me, young women of Jerusalem, that you won't awaken or arouse love before its proper time!