6:7 Like a slice of pomegranate
is your forehead
4:3 Your lips are like a scarlet thread;
your mouth is lovely.
Your forehead
is like a slice of pomegranate.
4:13 Your shoots are a royal garden
with choice fruits:
henna with nard,
The Lover to His Beloved:
6:11 I went down to the orchard of walnut trees,
to look for the blossoms of the valley,
to see if the vines had budded
or if the pomegranates were in bloom.
8:2 I would lead you and bring you to my mother’s house,
the one who taught me.
I would give you
the nectar of my pomegranates.
7:12 Let us rise early to go to the vineyards,
to see if the vines have budded,
to see if their blossoms have opened,
if the pomegranates are in bloom –
there I will give you my love.