Song of Solomon 7:7-9 ▼

7 Your stature is like a palm tree, and your breasts are like its clusters.

8 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,

9 and your mouth like the best wine. She It goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding over lips and teeth.