Song of Songs 8:1-3

1I would like it if you were my brother who drank milk from my mother's breasts! If you were my brother, if I found you outside, I could kiss you. Nobody would think that I was doing something wrong.

2I would lead you to my mother's house. She is the one who has taught me. I would give you wine with spices to drink, the juice from my pomegranates.

3His left hand is under my head. His right hand brings me near to him.