So
I feel like I'm in my prime
2 nickels equals me, a dime
3 quarters, that's me driving down the 75
4 how long I don't know but I hold the steering wheel with the
5 fingers on my left
But something's missing on one
This flesh made of dirt missing a diamond
Searching to find him
The one who will take this left hand
And call it his own
To love forever until death
To carry all the secrets of my flesh
Inside his bones
Till we both return home
Our flesh made one
Welded together by love
God a blacksmith
Us the elements, ions of human
Energy released in the breaking of ourselves
Energy built in our coming together
Science
Is the substance of our happily ever after
God made the dirt
That gravity lessened it's load for
Allowed us to stand tall
The evolution of our story
From stranger to the one who sings my song
A long time coming
A long rehearsal of melodies
Trying to stay in rhythm
Trying not to sing the wrong song
But I'm singing all alone
As of now
In this place in time
My rhymes of this story are just fantasy
And used to be
All my heart hoped for
And waited desperately to be fulfilled
But now I know
God made woman from man
But only His breath made her alive
God made woman to be helper
But only in His will could she thrive
My life is not missing of purpose
Or love or joy or life
I'm full and overflowing with the identity of wife
Of the King of Kings, Lord of Lords, God Most High
I'm His beautiful, pursued, blood-washed bride
And there's deep desire in my heart for one who is skin and bones
For me to tangibly hold
And speak of mysteries once unknown with
But no longer is he prize or trophy trying to acquire or comfort that I might finally rest
For God is everything and more that I desire
And He satisfies again and again