With great delight I sit in His shadow,
and his fruit was sweet to my taste.

My beloved is like a gazelle,
or a young stag.

My beloved put his hand to the latch,
and my heart was thrilled within me.

My beloved is all radiant and ruddy,
distinguished among ten thousand.

His head is the finest gold;
his locks are wavy,
black as a raven.

His eyes are like doves beside springs of water,
bathed in milk, fully set.

His cheeks are like beds of spices,
yielding fragrance.

His lips are lilies,
distilling liquid myrrh.

His arms are rounded gold,
set with jewels.

His body is ivory work,
encrusted with sapphires.

His legs are alabaster columns,
set upon bases of gold.

His appearance is like Lebanon,
choice as the cedars.

His speech is most sweet,
and he is altogether desirable.

As an apple tree among the trees of the wood,
so is my beloved among young men.

This is my beloved!

Song of Solomon
Dedicated to my husband Imad !