2. Your teeth are like a flock of ewes to be shorn,that come up from the washing,All of them big with twins,none of them barren.
3. Like a scarlet strand, your lips,and your mouth—lovely!Like pomegranate halves, your cheeksbehind your veil.
4. Like a tower of David, your neck,built in courses,A thousand shields hanging upon it,all the armor of warriors.
5. Your breasts are like two fawns,twins of a gazellefeeding among the lilies.
6. Until the day grows cooland the shadows flee,I shall go to the mountain of myrrh,to the hill of frankincense.