1. If you were a baby, like my little brother nursing at his mother’s breasts, and if I found you outside, I could kiss you, and no one would say it was wrong.
2. I would lead you into my mother’s house, to the room of she who taught me. I would give you spiced wine squeezed from my pomegranate.
3. His left arm is under my head, and his right hand holds me.
4. Women of Jerusalem, promise me, don’t awaken love, don’t arouse love, until I am ready.