One Flesh

ONE FLESH My father and mother I leave, Unto you I cleave, Until one twine we weave, And one flesh achieve. This vow I make with love, Sealed with this book from above, This day have I sold, My heart to you to hold. Dreams of endless bliss, Nights, like one long kiss; Oh my love! My love glows, Like streams, where joy flows. Frayed with time, the edges may be; A few knots here and there, But this cord strong shall be; The core, a mine of diamonds rare. Thorns and thistle now spring, Itching under my golden ring, Cares and caresses ebbing away, Tears and fears a trickle a day. The place of my vow still I stand, Our hearts a cord of endless strand, This garden, we’ll tenderly tend; Until we gather every thistle and thorn. Oh my love! You’re mine to hold, My goods; though few, are to you sworn; Your smile is my heart’s gold, And when you say, I love you; I swoon.