Song of Songs 4:9-12

9My bride, my sister, you have charmed me. You have charmed me with a single glance from your eyes, with a single strand of your necklace.

10How beautiful are your expressions of love, my bride, my sister! How much better are your expressions of love than wine and the fragrance of your perfume than any spice.

11Your lips drip honey, my bride. Honey and milk are under your tongue. The fragrance of your clothing is like the fragrance of Lebanon.

12My bride, my sister is a garden that is locked, a garden that is locked, a spring that is sealed.