Song of Songs 8:3-5

New International Reader's Version

³ Your left arm is under my head.
    Your right arm is around me.
⁴ Women of Jerusalem, make me a promise.
    Don’t stir up love.
    Don’t wake it up until it’s ready.”

⁵ “Who is this woman coming up from the desert?
    She’s leaning on the one who loves her.”

“Under the apple tree I woke you up.
    That’s where your mother became pregnant with you.
    She went into labor, and you were born there.