2:22

the rib, 
the framework 
serving to protect. 


the support 
facilitating breathing 
to enclose and enable
flexible enough to be made into 
Me.  

Woman. 
I am her, She is me
God made me 
He used man, yes 
but He had me first 
He called me blessed 
He wove me
whilst he rests 

the rib, 
the framework 
the hidden one


we had our moments 
where it was just me & you 
as you breathed your life into my nostrils 
as you approved of me
singing to me
ever so sweetly
studying my every heartbeat 
every single month,
we got in formation
a shaping of 
encouraged by your praising tongue
adoring love
adorning love
 
It's what I was born from
exposed to from the start
you at the centre 
of the intimacy
you decreed to occur
from above 

the rib, 
the framework 
the chosen one.
 

you gave me the ring 
your seal 
approved of me 
though they wanted to kill 
kill my insides, cells that don’t listen 
yet you do 
you hear all that I am
and you still approve 
you see me for who I am 
because again - you been knew 

formed me before they met me 
before they put me in that yellow dress
searching for names 
searching for the best 
yet I am under the behest of you my King 

King of my heart 
you set me apart 
consecrated
elevated 
skin-to-skin 
an intimate touch 
of the Father 
Son 
& Holy Ghost 
all present and doing the absolute most 
to ensure this rib, could be 

could open her eyes 
could see 
could be brought to thee 
could be sought by he 
the right one 

you choose and I’ll come 
I’ll run 
chasing you Lord 
because when I fall 
you pick me up 
you lift me up 
you risk it all 

you prepare a place 
you pave the way 
you guide my pace 
you never leave 
nor forsake 

you dignify 
to your name be all the glory, I 
I glorify 
I am glorified 

“bone of my bone
flesh of my flesh” 
I’m excited to hear those words uttered 
but I won’t bother 
to seek to uncover 
when & whom 
cause I’m hidden; and
you are my groom 
you’ll give my hand away 
you’ll look at me and say 
it’s time 
and even then you won’t hide 

the helm,
the centre 
my life in your hands 
perfected and moulded 
clay 
can never 
will never 
should never 
stray. 

the rib 
the framework 
the one you sought to work
 
into your great plans 
never forgotten 
never ‘second best’ 

I had my moment with you 
more to come 
on this pursuit...

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