Song of Solomon 7:9-11

Darby Translation

⁹ And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine, … That goeth down smoothly for my beloved, And stealeth over the lips of them that are asleep.

¹⁰ I am my beloved's, And his desire is toward me.

¹¹ —Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the fields; Let us lodge in the villages.