am your Eve.
Adam. I am your rib.
How have you been able to survive without me?
Have you been lonely?
I’m here to save you from that.
Give you the companionship you lack.
Commune with you.
And, display God’s mysterious equation of how 1 + 1 will equal one flesh, never 2.
I am your Eve. Adam. I am your rib.
I was created to protect your heart.
I was created to love you.
To support you as you fulfill the purpose God created you to do.
I was created to give you life like no other woman can.
To respect you.
To encourage you.
And to lift you up as a man.
As my man. I am your Eve. Adam. I am your rib.
And I will not cause you to sin.
No, I will not use my influence to hinder you.
No baby.
I’m going to be your help… Meet.
Your salvation and relationship with God will be safe with me.
If anything, I’ll help you grow in your walk with God.
That’s what a real woman does.
He will fill me with Him and I will drench you with His love.
I am your Eve. Adam. I am your rib.
I will bear you a son who will want to grow up and be just like you.
I will bear you a daughter who will want a man to treat her just like you do… Me.
Baby.
We will live.
And, we will love and we will serve.
And, nothing will separate us until the grave.
And, even then, our bones will be side by side as our flesh rests peacefully.
And I believe your spirit will recognize me.
And, we’ll meet in heaven and if our hearts are visible, your name will be tattooed across mine.
And, like an eternity, our love will not be constrained by time.
I am your Eve. Adam, I am your rib.
So, I wait… Wait while you sleep.
Wait as God molds me into who He wants me to be.
As I wait.
Wait for Him to bring me to you as He did Eve.
As I wait.
I can’t wait.”
Alayziah
I had the hardest time concentrating during my set. Kai invited the sexiest man I’d ever seen in my life with her and he was distracting me. Yes, he was a beautiful man physically, but there was also something about the way he looked at me that made me see no other man but him. From his dreads to his thick eyebrows and chocolate brown eyes, full brown lips tattooed arms and chest to his skin that was the same color as mine he was finessing these niggas. His dreads were in a high bun and he was wearing a white v-neck with a pair of dark jeans and royal blue hi top Adidas. It seemed like no matter where I looked my eyes always found their way back to him, and every time I would look at him, he’d smile.
Once my set was over, I walked my way over to their table. After hugging her and speaking to Bishop, she grabbed my hand and squeezed tightly as she said, “This is Terrell. Everyone calls him Rell. He’s the producer I was telling you about.”
Trying not to stare, I smiled and waved as I took a step back.
“The sun is shining in your eyes, Beautiful.” His arms wrapped around my waist and he pulled me into his chest.
The feel of his six-pack through his shirt had me licking my lips. As much as I didn’t want to be turned on, I was.
“I’m sorry… when did I give you permission to touch me?” I asked as I tried to push myself away from him.
“I don’t need your permission to touch what is mine,” he replied, his grip on my waist tightening.
I felt my face twisting up as Kai and Bishop laughed. Rell’s face was serious like he meant what he said. Quickly correcting him, I placed my hand on top of his forearm and tried to push him away again with no success.
“Nigga, I am not yours. I don’t even know you.”
“You are mine. You my girlfriend. You my woman.”
I laughed. I mean, I really laughed, and the more I laughed, the more serious his facial expression was, which made me laugh even harder.
“Yo, you crazy yo. I am not your girlfriend,” I said once I finally stopped laughing. I was still smiling, though, and he looked at my lips like he wanted to kiss my smile away. I grabbed his chin and forced him to look me in my eyes. “My eyes
Adam. I am your rib.
How have you been able to survive without me?
Have you been lonely?
I’m here to save you from that.
Give you the companionship you lack.
Commune with you.
And, display God’s mysterious equation of how 1 + 1 will equal one flesh, never 2.
I am your Eve. Adam. I am your rib.
I was created to protect your heart.
I was created to love you.
To support you as you fulfill the purpose God created you to do.
I was created to give you life like no other woman can.
To respect you.
To encourage you.
And to lift you up as a man.
As my man. I am your Eve. Adam. I am your rib.
And I will not cause you to sin.
No, I will not use my influence to hinder you.
No baby.
I’m going to be your help… Meet.
Your salvation and relationship with God will be safe with me.
If anything, I’ll help you grow in your walk with God.
That’s what a real woman does.
He will fill me with Him and I will drench you with His love.
I am your Eve. Adam. I am your rib.
I will bear you a son who will want to grow up and be just like you.
I will bear you a daughter who will want a man to treat her just like you do… Me.
Baby.
We will live.
And, we will love and we will serve.
And, nothing will separate us until the grave.
And, even then, our bones will be side by side as our flesh rests peacefully.
And I believe your spirit will recognize me.
And, we’ll meet in heaven and if our hearts are visible, your name will be tattooed across mine.
And, like an eternity, our love will not be constrained by time.
I am your Eve. Adam, I am your rib.
So, I wait… Wait while you sleep.
Wait as God molds me into who He wants me to be.
As I wait.
Wait for Him to bring me to you as He did Eve.
As I wait.
I can’t wait.”
Alayziah
I had the hardest time concentrating during my set. Kai invited the sexiest man I’d ever seen in my life with her and he was distracting me. Yes, he was a beautiful man physically, but there was also something about the way he looked at me that made me see no other man but him. From his dreads to his thick eyebrows and chocolate brown eyes, full brown lips tattooed arms and chest to his skin that was the same color as mine he was finessing these niggas. His dreads were in a high bun and he was wearing a white v-neck with a pair of dark jeans and royal blue hi top Adidas. It seemed like no matter where I looked my eyes always found their way back to him, and every time I would look at him, he’d smile.
Once my set was over, I walked my way over to their table. After hugging her and speaking to Bishop, she grabbed my hand and squeezed tightly as she said, “This is Terrell. Everyone calls him Rell. He’s the producer I was telling you about.”
Trying not to stare, I smiled and waved as I took a step back.
“The sun is shining in your eyes, Beautiful.” His arms wrapped around my waist and he pulled me into his chest.
The feel of his six-pack through his shirt had me licking my lips. As much as I didn’t want to be turned on, I was.
“I’m sorry… when did I give you permission to touch me?” I asked as I tried to push myself away from him.
“I don’t need your permission to touch what is mine,” he replied, his grip on my waist tightening.
I felt my face twisting up as Kai and Bishop laughed. Rell’s face was serious like he meant what he said. Quickly correcting him, I placed my hand on top of his forearm and tried to push him away again with no success.
“Nigga, I am not yours. I don’t even know you.”
“You are mine. You my girlfriend. You my woman.”
I laughed. I mean, I really laughed, and the more I laughed, the more serious his facial expression was, which made me laugh even harder.
“Yo, you crazy yo. I am not your girlfriend,” I said once I finally stopped laughing. I was still smiling, though, and he looked at my lips like he wanted to kiss my smile away. I grabbed his chin and forced him to look me in my eyes. “My eyes
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