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I said, “I will climb up the palm tree.
    I will take hold of its fruit.”
Let your breasts be like bunches of grapes.
    Let the smell of your breath be like apples.
    And let your mouth be like the best wine.

The Woman Speaks to the Man

Let this wine go down sweetly for my lover.
    May it flow gently past the lips and teeth.
10 I belong to my lover,
    and he desires only me.

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I said, “I will climb the palm tree;
    I will take hold of its fruit.”
May your breasts be like clusters of grapes on the vine,
    the fragrance of your breath like apples,(A)
    and your mouth like the best wine.

She

May the wine go straight to my beloved,(B)
    flowing gently over lips and teeth.[a]
10 I belong to my beloved,
    and his desire(C) is for me.(D)

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Songs 7:9 Septuagint, Aquila, Vulgate and Syriac; Hebrew lips of sleepers