Waterfall

Your cheeks are beautiful with earrings,
    your neck with strings of jewels.

How beautiful you are, my darling!
    Oh, how beautiful!
    Your eyes are doves.

Like a lily among thorns
    is my darling among the young women.

show me your face,
    let me hear your voice;
for your voice is sweet,
    and your face is lovely.

How beautiful you are, my darling!
    Oh, how beautiful!
    Your eyes behind your veil are doves.
Your hair is like a flock of goats :-)

Your teeth are like a flock of sheep just shorn,
    coming up from the washing.
Each has its twin;
    not one of them is alone.
³ Your lips are like a scarlet ribbon;
    your mouth is lovely.

Your neck is like the tower of David,
    built with courses of stone^[a];
on it hang a thousand shields,
    all of them shields of warriors.

Your breasts are like two fawns,
    like twin fawns of a gazelle
    that browse among the lilies.

You are altogether beautiful, my darling;
    there is no flaw in you.

You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride;
    you have stolen my heart
with one glance of your eyes,
    with one jewel of your necklace.

How delightful is your love, my sister, my bride!
    How much more pleasing is your love than wine,
and the fragrance of your perfume
    more than any spice!

Your lips drop sweetness as the honeycomb, my bride;
    milk and honey are under your tongue.
The fragrance of your garments
    is like the fragrance of Lebanon.

Your teeth are like a flock of sheep
    coming up from the washing.
Each has its twin,
    not one of them is missing.

Sixty queens there may be,
    and eighty concubines,
    and virgins beyond number;

but my dove, my perfect one, is unique,
    the only daughter of her mother,
    the favorite of the one who bore her.
The young women saw her and called her blessed;
    the queens and concubines praised her.

How beautiful your sandaled feet,
    O prince’s daughter!
Your graceful legs are like jewels,
    the work of an artist’s hands.

Your navel is a rounded goblet
    that never lacks blended wine.
Your waist is a mound of wheat
    encircled by lilies.

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

Your neck is like an ivory tower.
Your eyes are the pools of Heshbon
    by the gate of Bath Rabbim.
Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon
    looking toward Damascus.

Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel.
    Your hair is like royal tapestry;
    the king is held captive by its tresses.

How beautiful you are and how pleasing,
    my love, with your delights!

Your stature is like that of the palm,
    and your breasts like clusters of fruit.

I said, “I will climb the palm tree;
    I will take hold of its fruit.”
May your breasts be like clusters of grapes on the vine,
    the fragrance of your breath like apples,

and your mouth like the best wine.


!copious plagiarism from the bible acknowledged