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I said, ‘I will climb the palm tree;
I will seize its fruit stalks.’
Oh, may your breasts be like clusters of the vine,
And the fragrance of your [a]breath like [b](A)apples,
And your [c](B)mouth like the best wine!”
[d]It (C)goes down smoothly for my beloved,
Flowing gently through the lips of those who fall asleep.

The Union of Love

10 (D)I am my beloved’s,
And his (E)desire is for me.

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Songs 7:8 Lit nose
  2. Song of Songs 7:8 Or apricots
  3. Song of Songs 7:9 Lit palate
  4. Song of Songs 7:9 BRIDE