Song of Songs 7:9-13

⁹and your throat as good wine, going well with my kinsman, suiting my lips and teeth.

¹⁰I am my kinsman's, and his desire is towards me.

¹¹Come, my kinsman, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.

¹²Let us go early into the vineyards; let us see if the vine has flowered, if the blossoms have appeared, if the pomegranates have blossomed; there will I give you my breasts.

¹³The mandrakes have given a smell, and at our doors are all kinds of choice fruits, new and old. O my kinsman, I have kept them for you.