I said, "I will climb up into the palm tree. I will take hold of its fruit." Let your breasts be like clusters of the vine, the smell of your breath like apples, Beloved
Ndathi, Ndiya kuminya emthini wesundu; Ndiya kubambelela emagqabini awo; Amabele akho makabe njengezihloko zomdiliya, Nevumba lempumlo yakho libe njengeeapile;