Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are the pools of Heshbon by the gate of Bath Rabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon looking toward Damascus. Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel. Your hair is like royal tapestry; the king is held captive by its tresses. How beautiful you are and how pleasing, O love, with your delights! (Song of Songs: 7:4-6)

We are delighted by that which exceeds us: an ivory tower, tower of Lebanon, Mount Carmel.

We can be entranced by dancing, flickering reflections as in a pool of water.

We may be captivated - literally bound and imprisoned - by something as simple as wavy hair.

Another translation concludes, "My love with all your charms." These are dainty, delicate, exquisite but all rather meaningless attractions.

If they lead to something more, such attractions can have value. But we should see these as clues for, rather than sources of, value.