My One

These last months you've woven us. You keep showing us and lavishing.   Adoring us and matching.  Unlatching all the Locked out things.  

He is my One who seeks me.  He is my strong one.   You took me out of being tattered.   It's like all we do is radiate.  
My heart in his.  My love he wins.  

How much the 

To be your One.  To be Together.
A tapestry you've lavished.   Our enthrall and joy that cannot be matched.

Once he saw a rope when we were friends and confidants.  A strong rope coming together. That could hold things up.  That could not be ripped.  That would strengthen. 
When you said We would Divide and Conquer us.  
When you gave us wild ways to walk together and to conquer, To give ourselves. 

We once saw a Dock.  And God taking us to our edge but to that sea of ideas and wonder.

I't the way you lavish us.  It's the way He lets me.  Always seeking me.  Always