(before the idea of man/woman Christian marriage vanishes utterly, a re-post about what it was all about)

 

WIFE WISH

(an ode)

 

Lord, send me a natural woman.
A straight, proud, toss her head,
Fling back her curl,
Thoroughbred,
Steady-eyed girl
With satin-supple flesh.
Let September sunsets through a mesh
Of low mist glint
And deepen her hair to a copper-gold tint.
Let her be lovely, and lissom, and lithe.
And all her outlook calm, untroubled, and blithe.

And, Lord, let her form be all symmetry to the eye.
From the crescent curve of her calf to her smooth, straight thigh.
From her full sleek hips and her waist – Greek goddess styled,
To her breasts, firm for her man`s fondling, soft for the blind-eyed nuzzling of a child.
Aye, let her not be with her own womanhood at strife,
Send me a willing-welcome, whole of heart, and deeply female wife.
A woman in who`s warm womb a man might kindle life.

Then, Lord, send us a great – a grown love,
Some of your own love.
No placid-ever-after,
Chew-the-cud, content-love.
But a - rocked on tears and laughter –
Glory-bent love.

And since who seeks glory forfeits glory`s price,
Why worry we if we pass through days of ice,
Or arids of Arizona strays.
There`ll be quench-thirst
Freshets, dew-ways
Blossom and bud-burst
Heart-leap Easter days,
Seas of summer shoal in sunny bays,
And, at the end of it all…Paradise.

And, finally,

 Lord, as the season-times weather our love,
(Father of all far flight)
Tether our love
To the home, feed the hearth`s light.
Build it around with brick.
Oh, Lord, send me that woman – and send her quick!