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.
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