little want, his desire

 
little want for the exquisite gown of the humble
wisdom's parables scribe on the bodice of woman
it is divinity to gaze at...she
her crown the dawn, sol of his soul

from her womb the feminine and masculine were brought forth
flavored a companion they wander in the garden
listening to the groaning of adolescences

the essence of she flow through the river
nourishing the King upon his thrown with visions of the future
her children full grown and rightful companions

it was by divine providence she was chosen
she caught her makers eye with her sparkle
she shine in the darkness a helpmate and a lady
his first love in my imagination

shyly he peer at her touching her beauty with timeless elegance
the eternal writer of all life,
he brought her to his breast, giving her succor
he breathe into her and they were one in honesty
truth her shield and guidance

Eve, the ebb and flow of good over evil
to my mind tools to teach us about His goodness