Saturday 19 October 2013

Let Us Meet In the Garden (To My Future Husband)




Did God leave a scar when 
He formed me from your ribs?
A thin line I can trace along your side 
And know that God touched you?
When we meet I will kiss that scar
Manipulating serpents, shame and deceit
Will be mere memories
We'll go back to the garden
And be naked in Eden
Married under God's smile
Angels shall sing
And you, you shall know me
Bone of your bone and flesh of your flesh
You shall know me
And as we cleave naked under fruit trees
We shall be one



"Guard the sacredness of sexual intimacy between wife and husband."  
(Hebrews 13:4, The Message)

Wait in inner beauty,

Zemi

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