Song of Songs 4:9-12

9You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride! You have stolen my heart with one glance of your eyes, with one jewel of your necklace.

10How delightful is your love, my sister, my bride! How much better is your love than wine; the fragrance of your perfume is better than any spice!

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

12You are a locked garden, my sister, my bride; you are an enclosed spring, a sealed-up fountain.