12. While the king is on his couch, my nard spreads its fragrance.
13. My lover is my pouch of myrrh, passing the night between my breasts.
14. My love is to me a spray of henna blooms in the vineyards of En-gedi.
15. How lovely you are, my darling, how lovely! Your eyes are doves.
16. How handsome you are, my lover! Oh, so delightful! Yes, our couch is luxuriant.