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Your stature is like a date palm
    and your breasts like its clusters.
I said, “I will climb the date palm
    and take hold of its fruit.”
May your breasts be like clusters of the vine,
    the fragrance of your breath like apple.

The Bride’s Appeal

10 May your mouth be like the best wine,
    going down smoothly for my beloved,
    causing the lips of sleepers to speak.

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