Song of Solomon 8:1-3

New Century Version

8 I wish you were like my brother
    who fed at my mother’s breasts.
If I found you outside,
    I would kiss you,
    and no one would look down on me.
² I would lead you and bring you
    to my mother’s house;
    she is the one who taught me.
I would give you a drink of spiced wine
    from my pomegranates.