5. Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel, and the hair of your head like purple. [Then seeing the king watching the girl in absorbed admiration, the speaker added] The king is held captive by its tresses.
6. [The king came forward, saying] How fair and how pleasant you are, O love, with your delights!
7. Your stature is like that of a palm tree, and your bosom like its clusters [of dates, declared the king].
8. I resolve that I will climb the palm tree; I will grasp its branches. Let your breasts be like clusters of the grapevine, and the scent of your breath like apples,
9. And your kisses like the best wine–[then the Shulammite interrupted] that goes down smoothly and sweetly for my beloved [shepherd, kisses] gliding over his lips while he sleeps!
10. [She proudly said] I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me! [John 10:28.]