Song of Solomon 7:7-12

English Standard Version

⁷ Your stature is like a palm tree,
    and your breasts are like its clusters.
⁸ I say I will climb the palm tree
    and lay hold of its fruit.
Oh may your breasts be like ^(A)clusters of the vine,
    and the scent of your breath like apples,
⁹ and your ^(B)mouth^[a] like the best wine.

It goes down smoothly for my beloved,
    gliding over lips and teeth.^[b]

^11 (E)Come, my beloved,
    let us go out into the fields
    and lodge in the villages;^[c]
12 let us go out early to the vineyards
    ^(F)and see whether the vines have budded,
whether ^(G)the grape blossoms have opened
    and the pomegranates are in bloom.
There I will give you my love.