Song of Songs 7:7-9

New International Reader's Version

⁷ You are as graceful as a palm tree.
    Your breasts are as sweet as the freshest fruit.
⁸ I said, ‘I will climb the palm tree.
    I’ll take hold of its fruit.’
May your breasts be as sweet as grapes on the vine.
    May your breath smell like the tastiest apples.
⁹     May your lips be like the finest wine.”

“May my wine go straight to you, my love.
    May it flow gently over our lips as we sleep.