Song of Solomon 7:6–13

6 Oh, how beautiful you are!

How pleasing, my love, how full of delights!

7 You are slender like a palm tree,

and your breasts are like its clusters of fruit.

8 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.

9 May your kisses be as exciting as the best wine—

Young Woman

Yes, wine that goes down smoothly for my lover,

flowing gently over lips and teeth.*

10 I am my lover’s,

and he claims me as his own.

11 Come, my love, let us go out to the fields

and spend the night among the wildflowers.*

12 Let us get up early and go to the vineyards

to see if the grapevines have budded,

if the blossoms have opened,

and if the pomegranates have bloomed.

There I will give you my love.

13 There the mandrakes give off their fragrance,

and the finest fruits are at our door,

new delights as well as old,

which I have saved for you, my lover.