Song of Solomon, 7
9. I said: I will climb the palm tree, I will take hold of its branches. Now let your breasts be like clusters of the vine and the fragrance of your breath like apples,
9. I said: I will climb the palm tree, I will take hold of its branches. Now let your breasts be like clusters of the vine and the fragrance of your breath like apples,
“E’ na dor que o amor se torna mais forte.” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina