As I write one more today....
I might come back and write another one anyway!

I have time....
And all Kinds of it....
I have words....
That just come and go....

In and out of my head....
Faster and faster....
satan would like me dead....
I spit in his face...
he's not my desaster!

I wouldn't even houner him....
With a capital letter...
In his name....
he is a lie....
And Jesus didn't die....
In vain....

My Lord shed blood....
My Lord gave his life....
So this imperfect human....
Can recieve a wife....

He pulled a rib....
From my side....
This He did...
She will no longer hide....

She will feel the pull...
The tugg inside...
To feel complete....
As I pray and pray...
For my rib to return...
Too me....

We will have a life...
One together...
To weather...
The rest of our days...
Husband bound to wife...

And as we meet...
And take our time....
I would wash her feet...
Even if she wouldn't wash mine...

I love you my rib...
Come back to me...
I know we will love each other...
Endlessly!