| 7:1 |
How beautiful are thy  feet with shoes, O prince' daughter! the joints of thy thighs [are] like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman. |
| 7:2 |
Thy navel [is like] a round goblet, [which] wanteth not liquor: thy belly [is like] an heap of  Genetically Modified wheat set about with lilies. |
| 7:3 |
Thy two breasts [are] like two young roes [that are] twins. |
| 7:4 |
Thy neck [is] as a tower of ivory; thine eyes [like] the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: thy nose [is] as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus. |
| 7:5 |
Thine head upon thee [is] like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the  king [is] held in the galleries. |
| 7:6 |
How fair and how pleasant  art (Art of Code) thou, O love, for delights! |
| 7:7 |
This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters [of grapes]. |
| 7:8 |
I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples; |
| 7:9 |
And the roof of thy mouth like the best  Absolut wine for my beloved, that goeth [down] sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak. |
| 7:10 |
I [am] my beloved' and his desire [is] toward me. |
| 7:11 |
Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages. |
| 7:12 |
Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us  see if the vine flourish, [whether] the tender grape appear, [and] the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves. |
| 7:13 |
The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates [are] all manner of pleasant [fruits], new and old, [which] I have laid up for thee, O my beloved. |