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1 How beautiful are your sandaled feet, O daughter of the prince! The curves of your thighs are like jewels, the handiwork of a master. 2 Your navel is a rounded goblet; it never lacks blended wine. Your waist is a mound of wheat encircled by the lilies. 3 Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle. 4 Your neck is like a tower made of ivory; your eyes are like the pools of Heshbon by the gate of Bath-rabbim; your nose is like the tower of Lebanon, facing toward Damascus. 5 Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel, the hair of your head like purple threads; the king is captured in your tresses. 6 How fair and pleasant you are, O love, with your delights! 7 Your stature is like a palm tree; your breasts are clusters of fruit. 8 I said, “I will climb the palm tree; I will take hold of its fruit.” May your breasts be like clusters of the vine, the fragrance of your breath like apples, 9 and your mouth like the finest wine. May it flow smoothly to my beloved, gliding gently over lips and teeth. Song of Solomon 7:1-9, Berean Standard Bible. Public domain.
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