'Head' in the Bible

I wish that his left hand were under my head, and that his right hand were embracing me!

I was asleep, but my heart was awake. There's a sound! My beloved is knocking. "Open up for me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my perfect one. For my head is drenched with dew, my hair with the dampness of the night."

His head is pure gold, his hair is wavy, black like a raven.

Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel. Your flowing locks are like purple, and a king could be captured in the dangling tresses.

Let his left hand be under my head, and let his right hand embrace me.