Dual Panel1He speaks:My bride, my very own, I come to my garden and enjoy its spices. I eat my honeycomb and honey; I drink my wine and milk. Eat and drink until you are drunk with love.
Another dream
2She speaks: I was asleep, but dreaming: the one I love was at the door, knocking and saying, “My darling, my very own, my flawless dove, open the door for me! My head is drenched with evening dew.”
3But I had already undressed and bathed my feet. Should I dress again and get my feet dirty?
4Then my darling's hand reached to open the latch, and my heart stood still.
5When I rose to open the door, my hands and my fingers dripped with perfume.
6My heart stood still while he spoke to me, but when I opened the door, my darling had disappeared. I searched and shouted, but I could not find him— there was no answer.
7Then I was found by the guards patrolling the town and guarding the wall. They beat me up and stripped off my robe.
8Young women of Jerusalem, if you find the one I love, please say to him, “She is weak with desire.”
9Most beautiful of women, why is the one you love more special than others? Why do you ask us to tell him how you feel?
10He is handsome and healthy, the most outstanding among ten thousand.
11His head is purest gold; his hair is wavy, black as a raven.
12His eyes are a pair of doves bathing in a stream flowing with milk.
13His face is a garden of sweet-smelling spices; his lips are lilies dripping with perfume.
14His arms are branches of gold covered with jewels; his body is ivory decorated with sapphires.
15His legs are columns of marble on feet of gold. He stands there majestic like Mount Lebanon and its choice cedar trees.
16His kisses are sweet. I desire him so much! Young women of Jerusalem, he is my lover and friend.