Song of Solomon 7:4, 8-10

Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; Thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, By the gate of Bathrabbim: Thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon Which looketh toward Damascus.

I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof: Now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, And the smell of thy nose like apples; And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine For my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, Causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak. I am my beloved's, And his desire is toward me.