You are my flesh. You burst forth, wet and weeping. My cries join yours, and with an insatiable thirst I drink you in. God’s ordained day has arrived. I finally cradle my heart in my hands. You are bone of my bone, flesh of my flesh, here at last. Your heart beats outside the protection...
God’s ordained day has arrived, finally I cradle my heart in my hands. You are bone of my bone, flesh of my flesh, here at last. I hold tight with open hands, trusting you to the one who loves you even more than I do. God’s jealous love holds tight, while waiting to be chosen....
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