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I said, ‘I will go to the top of the palm tree. I will take hold of its branches.’ O, may your breasts be like the fruit of the vine, and the sweet smell of your breath like pleasing fruit. And may your mouth be like the best wine.”

The Woman

“For my love, it is smooth going down, flowing through the lips while sleeping.

10 “I am my love’s, and he wants me.

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