Song of Songs 8:5-14

Who is this coming out of the desert, leaning on her lover? I woke you under the apple tree where you were born; there your mother gave birth to you. Put me like a seal on your heart, like a seal on your arm. Love is as strong as death; jealousy is as strong as the grave. Love bursts into flames and burns like a hot fire. Even much water cannot put out the flame of love; floods cannot drown love. If a man offered everything in his house for love, people would totally reject it. We have a little sister, and her breasts are not yet grown. What should we do for our sister on the day she becomes engaged? If she is a wall, we will put silver towers on her. If she is a door, we will protect her with cedar boards. I am a wall, and my breasts are like towers. So I was to him, as one who brings happiness. Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon. He rented the vineyards for others to tend, and everyone who rented had to pay twenty-five pounds of silver for the fruit. But my own vineyard is mine to give. Solomon, the twenty-five pounds of silver are for you, and five pounds are for those who tend the fruit. You who live in the gardens, my friends are listening for your voice; let me hear it. Hurry, my lover, be like a gazelle or a young deer on the mountains where spices grow.