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7 This stature of yours is like a palm tree, and your breasts are like clusters of fruit. 8 I said, “I will go up on the palm tree, I will grab hold of its boughs.” And may your breasts be now like the clusters of the vine, and the fragrance of your breath like the apples, 9 and your mouth like wine of the best. It is flowing to my beloved smoothly, gliding over lips and teeth. 10 I am unto my beloved, and for me is his desire. 11 Come, my beloved, let us go forth to the field; let us spend the night among the wildflowers. 12 Let us go out early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine has sprouted, if the blossoms have opened and the pomegranates have budded; there I will give my love to you. 13 The mandrakes give off a scent, and at our door is every delicacy, new and old, my beloved, which I have stored up for you. Song of Solomon 7:7-13, Berean Literal Bible. Public domain.
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