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I like this one from 'Song of Songs'(4:5-7)

"Your breasts are like gazelles,
twin deer feeding among lilies.
I will stay on the hill of myrrh,
the hill of incense,
until the morning breezes blow
and the darkness disappears.
How beautiful you are, my love;
how perfect you are!"

Pretty sweet. The whole Song of Songs is like that. Only thing I didn't get was the bit about the gazelles. They were definitely different back then.