Song of Songs 8:3-7

³You would put your left arm under my head and with your right arm hold me close.

⁴I would say to you women of Jerusalem, “Solemnly promise me that you will not disturb us while we are making love until we are ready to quit.”

⁵Who is that woman who is coming up from the desert, ◄leaning on/clinging close to► the man who loves her? I woke you up when you were under the apple tree at the place where your mother conceived you, which is the same place where she gave birth to you.

⁶Keep me close to you, like SIM a seal on your heart, or like SIM a bracelet on your arm. Our love for each other is as powerful as death, it is as enduring as the grave. It is as though our love for each other bursts into flames and burns like a hot fire.

⁷Nothing can extinguish our love for each other, not even a flood. If a man tried to cause a woman to love him by saying he would give her everything that is in his house, she would refuse.