Song of Songs 4:9-12

Song of Songs 4:9-12 CSB

You have captured my heart,  my sister,  my bride. You have captured my heart with one glance of your eyes, with one jewel of your necklace. How delightful your caresses are, my sister, my bride. Your caresses are much better than wine,  and the fragrance of your perfume than any balsam. Your 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. My sister, my bride, you are a locked garden — a locked garden  and a sealed spring.