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May your mouth[a] be like good wine.

The Loved One

May it go down smoothly to my beloved,
    gliding gently over the lips of the sleeping ones.
10 I belong to my beloved,
    and his desire is for me.

11 Come, my beloved.
    Let us go out to the country,
        let us spend the night in the villages.[b]

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 7:9 Lit. palate
  2. Song of Solomon 7:11 Or night among the henna blossoms