A Wish for Unrestricted Affection

Song of Solomon 8:1-4

Who doth make thee as a brother to me, Sucking the breasts of my mother? I find thee without, I kiss thee, Yea, they do not despise me,

I lead thee, I bring thee in unto my mother's house, She doth teach me, I cause thee to drink of the perfumed wine, Of the juice of my pomegranate,

His left hand is under my head, And his right doth embrace me.

I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, How ye stir up, And how ye wake the love till she please!