The Song of Songs 1:13

1:13 My beloved is like a fragrant pouch of myrrh

spending the night between my breasts.

The Song of Songs 4:5

4:5 Your two breasts are like two fawns,

twins of the gazelle

grazing among the lilies.

The Song of Songs 7:3

7:3 Your two breasts are like two fawns,

twins of a gazelle.

The Song of Songs 7:7

The Palm Tree and the Palm Tree Climber

The Lover to His Beloved:

7:7 Your stature is like a palm tree,

and your breasts are like clusters of grapes.