3 Your lips are like a scarlet ribbon, and your eloquence is sweetness. Like a piece of pomegranate, so are your cheeks, except for what is hidden within.
4 Your neck is like the tower of David, which was built with ramparts: a thousand shields are hanging from it, all the armor of the strong.
5 Your two breasts are like two young does, twins that pasture among the lilies.
6 Until the day rises and the shadows decline, I will go to the mountain of myrrh and to the hill of frankincense.
7 You are totally beautiful, my love, and there is no blemish in you.
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