Messing up the wedding plans.
I love her so- she’s with a man.
We walk and talk and remain open and in His will.
It’s what he wants, and it’s subtly promised at the mill.
But I know you in my heart most.
It’s the virtuous, fruitful love; that I hold close.
We need each other— it’s the soul’s mission.
I’ll just have to wait, until submission!
But not like a man, and his survivalist methods.
It’s innocent and pure—- like a celebratory Ephod!
Uniting our souls as one, and integrating with source.
I’ll stay true to you this day and forever- a’course!
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