Song of Songs 8:3-8

³He supports my head with his left hand, and holds me close with his right.

⁴Women of Jerusalem, swear to me that you won't disturb our love until the right time.

⁵Who is this coming in from the wilderness holding her love close to her? Woman: I woke you up under the apple tree where your mother conceived you, and where she gave birth to you.

⁶Stamp my name as a seal on your heart, like a seal on your arm, for love is strong as death, passion as unyielding as the grave—its arrows flash like fire, a blazing flame of the Lord.

⁷Floods of water cannot extinguish love; rivers cannot submerge it. If a man offered everything he owned in order to buy love he would be completely rejected.

⁸We have a younger sister whose breasts are still small. What shall we do for our sister when someone asks to marry her?