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Song of Solomon 7:9

And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.
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and your mouth like the best wine. It goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding over lips and teeth.

New International Version

and your mouth like the best wine. May the wine go straight to my lover, flowing gently over lips and teeth.

Catholic Public Domain Version

Bride: Your throat is like the finest wine: wine worthy for my beloved to drink, and for his lips and teeth to contemplate