'Breasts' in the Bible

My beloved is to me a pouch of myrrh that lies between my breasts all night.

Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle grazing among the lilies.

Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle.

Your stature is like a palm tree, and your breasts are like clusters of fruit.

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.

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.

I was a wall and my breasts were like towers. Then I became like one who finds peace in his eyes.