Song of Solomon 7:8-10

Revised Standard Version

⁸ I say I will climb the palm tree
    and lay hold of its branches.
Oh, may your breasts be like clusters of the vine,
    and the scent of your breath like apples,
⁹ and your kisses^[a] like the best wine
    that goes down^[b] smoothly,
    gliding over lips and teeth.^[c]