7. Your stature is like that of a palm tree, and your bosom like its clusters [of dates, declared the king].
8. I resolve that I will climb the palm tree; I will grasp its branches. Let your breasts be like clusters of the grapevine, and the scent of your breath like apples,
9. And your kisses like the best wine–[then the Shulammite interrupted] that goes down smoothly and sweetly for my beloved [shepherd, kisses] gliding over his lips while he sleeps!
10. [She proudly said] I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me! [John 10:28.]
11. [She said] Come, my beloved! Let us go forth into the field, let us lodge in the villages. [Luke 14:33.]
12. Let us go out early to the vineyards and see whether the vines have budded, whether the grape blossoms have opened, and whether the pomegranates are in bloom. There I will give you my love.