Bible

1 Oh, if only you were my brother, who nursed at my mothers breast. Then I could kiss you no matter who was watching, and no one would criticize me. 2 I would bring you to my childhood home, and there you would teach me. I would give you spiced wine to drink, my sweet pomegranate wine. 3 Your left hand would be under my head and your right hand would embrace me. 4 "I want you to promise, O women of Jerusalem, not to awaken love until the time is right. " 5 Who is this coming up from the desert, leaning on her lover? I aroused you under the apple tree, where your mother gave you birth, where in great pain she delivered you. 6 Place me like a seal over your heart, or like a seal on your arm. For love is as strong as death, and its jealousy is as enduring as the grave. Love flashes like fire, the brightest kind of flame. 7 Many waters cannot quench love; neither can rivers drown it. If a man tried to buy love with everything he owned, his offer would be utterly despised. 8 We have a little sister too young for breasts. What will we do if someone asks to marry her? 9 If she is chaste, we will strengthen and encourage her. But if she is promiscuous, we will shut her off from men. 10 I am chaste, and I am now full breasted. And my lover is content with me. 11 "Solomon has a vineyard at Baal-hamon, which he rents to some farmers there. Each of them pays one thousand pieces of silver for its use. 12 But as for my own vineyard, O Solomon, you can take my thousand pieces of silver. And I will give two hundred pieces of silver to those who care for its vines." 13 O my beloved, lingering in the gardens, how wonderful that your companions can listen to your voice. Let me hear it, too! 14 Come quickly, my love! Move like a swift gazelle or a young deer on the mountains of spices.