Song of Songs 7:7-9

LITV^{(i) 7} Your stature compares to a palm tree, and your breasts to clusters of grapes. ⁸ I said, I will go up in the palm tree; I will take hold of its stalk. And please let your breasts be like clusters of the vine, and the scent of your nose like apples, ⁹ and the roof of your mouth like the best wine going down smoothly, for my Beloved, flowing softly over the lips of sleeping ones.