Song of Solomon 7:5

Your body is like a round goblet,

no mixed wine is wanting.

Your waist is like a heap of wheat,

set about with lilies.

Your two breasts are like two fawns,

that are twins of a roe.

Your neck is like an ivory tower.

Your eyes are like the pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bathrabbim.

Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon which looks toward Damascus.

How beautiful and how pleasant you are,

love, for delights!

This, your stature, is like a palm tree,

your breasts like its fruit.

I said, “I will climb up into the palm tree.

I will take hold of its fruit.”

Let your breasts be like clusters of the vine,

the smell of your breath like apples.