Bone of my bone,
Riblet of my rib,
From my side
to be
Be-side
me.
Stay close.
Be on my side.
Let me be your
engineer -
Reading,
Studying,
you
as if
a blueprint.
Seeing,
knowing,
learning
all
your angles
and
curves...
Let's not live in
parallel lines
each going their
separate way
but
in intersections
and
being one in
heart,
soul,
body.
Learning what makes
each other
tick.
Speaking gentle,
kind
words.
Establish,
build,
CONSTRUCT -
keeping to the 'specs'.
Building
bridges,
not using
a demolition ball
to
demolish
and tear down.
Let us establish
trusses.
Like connected
triangles of support
that hold up
bridges
of communication
and
trust.
The three-strand cord
that cannot be
broken.
God,
you,
me.
We three.
Reach and seek for
God
Riblet.
I will too.
Let's
meet with
God.
The closer
you are
to God,
The closer
you'll be
to me.
The closer
I am
to God
the closer
I'll be
to thee.
Is that what you want?
WORDS.
Sweet words,
kind words,
pleasant words,
GENTLE words
even of admonishment
when necessary:
sweet nothings,
sweet somethings,
nestled and nuzzled
into your ear,
my dear.
Please.
Another trust truss
of support
added
to the establishment
and
institution
of marriage.
Is it possible?
Bridge of ...
communication,
love in action,
indeed,
in deeds
as well as
words
that can be
worthless.
Be
like God,
who gave,
His Son,
demonstrating
His love -
for us -
a trust truss...
So
my Riblet,
Your Rib
will not be
glib,
I promise to be
as gentle
and
considerate
as possible...
a trust truss
and
truss of
all trusses
in your life.
My God
and me
and
thee.
Join hands
with me
Riblet
and trust
your
truss.
Riblet replied,
"I do"
and
"I'll be...
the equilateral support truss
for you as you are
for me.
Thank God
we
have
Him
as part
of
our
truss
too,
my Rib."
"Build one another up..." (1 Thessalonians 5:11).
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