9. Your mouth is like fine wine —flowing smoothly for my love,gliding past my lips and teeth!
10. I belong to my love,and his desire is for me.
11. Come, my love,let’s go to the field;let’s spend the night among the henna blossoms.
12. Let’s go early to the vineyards;let’s see if the vine has budded,if the blossom has opened,if the pomegranates are in bloom. There I will give you my love.
13. The mandrakes give off a fragrance,and at our doors is every delicacy —new as well as old.I have treasured them up for you, my love.