My Eve

My Eve

A Poem by 1SP

Beauty is not an endeavor for you,
Because you were created in nature;
A natural beauty of a garden for two,
Breath blown into you by the Creator.

 

Woman-
It was you…

So there I dreamed in all my seclusion,
As I anticipated the day of us meeting;
A prayer was answered against destitution,
A rib extracted while I was still sleeping.

 

Woman-
It was you…

 

Baby, you are my Eve,
Blood of my blood, flesh of my flesh
From me you have come
With me you shall leave
With you I forever belong
Because you are my Eve.

 

No longer shall I be lost in a wasteland,
As my arms longs for you to embrace;
Taught to love you much and so patient,
I sacrifice my all to sanctify us by grace.

 

Woman-
It was Jesus…

Temptations have no chance against us,
We are joined not by law, but by the Christ;
Faith has brought us together as one in love,
 Life as one flesh was paid by blood for all vice.

 

Woman-
It was Jesus…

Baby, you are my Eve,
Blood of my blood, flesh of my flesh
From me you have come
With me you shall leave
With you I forever belong
Because you are my Eve.

 

© 2014 1SP


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1SP
1SP

Radcliff, KY



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1SP was born in sunkissed city of Miami, Florida and raised in the Bahamas. He has served in the United States and deployed in two Afghanistan war campaigns. He has fathered two boys and graduated fro.. more..

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