[a]Your stature is like a palm tree,
And your breasts are like its clusters.
I said, ‘I will climb the palm tree,
I will grasp its fruit stalks.’
Oh, may your breasts be like clusters of the vine,
And the fragrance of your [b]breath like (A)apples,
And your [c](B)mouth like the best wine!”

The Bride

“It (C)goes down smoothly for my beloved,
Flowing gently through the lips of those who are asleep.

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 7:7 Lit This stature of yours
  2. Song of Solomon 7:8 Lit nose
  3. Song of Solomon 7:9 Lit palate

Your stately form resembles a date palm,
        and your breasts are like clustered fruit.
I say, “I will climb the palm tree;
        I will hold its fruit!”

May your breasts be now
        like grape clusters,
and the scent of your breath like apples!
        Your palate is like excellent wine . . .

[Woman]

        . . . flowing smoothly for my love,
            gliding through the lips and teeth.[a]

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 7:9 LXX, Syr, Vulg; MT through the lips of those who sleep; Heb uncertain