Song of Solomon 7:8–9

I say I will climb the palm tree

and lay hold of its fruit.

Oh may your breasts be like clusters of the vine,

and the scent of your breath like apples,

and your mouth like the best wine.

It goes down smoothly for my beloved,

gliding over lips and teeth.

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,

and your mouth like the best wine.

May the wine go straight to my beloved,

flowing gently over lips and teeth.

I said, “I will climb the palm tree

and take hold of its fruit.”

May your breasts be like clusters of grapes,

and the fragrance of your breath like apricots.

Your mouth is like fine wine—

flowing smoothly for my love,

gliding past my lips and teeth!

I said, “I will climb the palm tree

and take hold of its fruit.”

May your breasts be like grape clusters,

and the fragrance of your breath like apples.

May your kisses be as exciting as the best wine—

I say, “I will climb up the palm tree;

I will lay hold of its fruit clusters.”

Let your breasts be pleasing like clusters of the vine

and the scent of your breath like the apples.

Your palate is like the best wine that goes down for my beloved,

smoothly gliding over my lips and teeth.

I said, I will go up to the palm tree,

I will take hold of the boughs thereof:

Now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine,

And the smell of thy nose like apples;

And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine

For my beloved, that goeth down sweetly,

Causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.