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8I said, “I will climb the palm tree; I will take hold of its fruit.” May your breasts be like clusters of the vine, the fragrance of your breath like apples, 9and your mouth like the finest wine. May it flow smoothly to my beloved, gliding gently over lips and teeth. 10I belong to my beloved, and his desire is for me. 11Come, my beloved, let us go to the countryside; let us spend the night among the wildflowers. 12Let us go early to the vineyards to see if the vine has budded, if the blossom has opened, if the pomegranates are in bloom — there I will give you my love.