Fine Fine House

Overwhelmed by his love, My lover set out to weave a tent for me A house, with me in which it would delight him to dwell A grand mansion over which He spared no expense Consumed with loving concern for my security, My maker set about it two formidable lines of defense To the first He said 'wage war against any and every invader' And the second He trained in precision and memory To every command issued, they attacked and grew in number Knowing His Lady well, My creek in the rock set forth to install the plumbing To some vessels He said 'supply', and 'drain' He said to others And if there be a leakage He commands the waters 'congeal!' And they clot in obedience Despising darkness The Father of celestial lights set up incomparable wiring To the Brain He said 'you're the master' and a cord He made its Deputy And as they coursed down miles and miles of nerves, To some neurotransmitters He said 'charge' and 'relax' He said to others And they carried His commands in obeisance Anticipating my needs My All-sufficient one set up a beautiful storehouse To the inlet He said ' curve and dazzle me with her smile' And He stretched out convoluted tunnels to reap of all I ate He placed command on the Liver to preserve and replenish And it said, 'gladly, even if I must grow again' What house is without ventilation?! The Breath of life decided; not his bride's! So He breathed in me and my lungs inflated And with each time I exhaled He commanded that I be purified So afraid of His holy presence, the waste escapes Paying attention to fine detail The matchless artist set forth to decorate me To pheromones He said 'give her fragrance' And to my gonads He commanded 'keep her soft and supple' And in delight, they linked with others to keep my house gorgeous Jealously possessive, this touch is especially His My Lover set up His secret Chambers To my Heart He gave a song And as it sings relentlessly I hear the echo of his name... I am, I am, I am. -laulindah #the hundredth