'Head' in the Bible

His left hand caresses my head, and his right hand stimulates me.

The Beloved about Her Lover: I was asleep, but my mind was dreaming. Listen! My lover is knocking at the door! The Lover to His Beloved: "Open for me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my flawless one! My head is drenched with dew, my hair with the dampness of the night."

His head is like the most pure gold. His hair is curly -- black like a raven.

Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel. The locks of your hair are like royal tapestries -- the king is held captive in its tresses!

The Beloved about Her Lover: His left hand caresses my head, and his right hand stimulates me.