Song of Solomon 7:7-11

“Your stature is like a palm tree, And your breasts are like its clusters.

“I said, ‘I will climb the palm tree, I will grasp its fruit stalks.’ Oh, may your breasts be like clusters of the vine, And the fragrance of your breath like apples,

And your mouth like the best wine!”The Bride “It goes down smoothly for my beloved, Flowing gently through the lips of those who are asleep. The Union of Love

“I am my beloved’s, And his desire is for me.

“Come, my beloved, let’s go out to the country, Let’s spend the night in the villages.