We went on a one-day couples retreat and it was an oasis in our daily grind. We heard a bit about Zaccheaus and then from Song of Songs 2, 10-17:
"Arise, my beloved, my beautiful one,
the rains are over and gone.
the time of pruning the vines has come,
and the song of the dove is heard in our land.
and the vines, in bloom, give forth fragrance.
Arise, my beloved, my beautiful one,
in the secret recesses of the cliff,
Let me see you,
let me hear your voice,
For your voice is sweet,
and you are lovely."
that damage the vineyards; for our vineyards are in bloom!
he browses among the lilies.
roam, my lover,
Like a gazelle or a young stag
upon the mountains of Bether.