7 Your stature is like a palm tree; your breasts are clusters of fruit.

8 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.

9 Your mouth is like fine wine— W flowing smoothly for my love, gliding past my lips and teeth!

Song of Solomon 7:7-9, Holman Christian Standard Bible. Copyright © 1999, 2000, 2002, 2003, 2009 by Holman Bible Publishers.
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