I Want it Long

I must measure the length of a man.
Longevity I treasure, but brevity I ban.
I don’t need one who is finished before we’ve begun.
I want it long.

Does he last for a minute or has he continuance?
Is he here for today or rooted for permanence?
If he has what it takes, then he has a chance,
Because I want it long.

The race is not given to the swift, but to him who’ll endure.
It’s not the pleasantness of the face that is the allure,
But the strength of his character and a heart that is pure.
These are the qualities needed for a relationship to perdure.

When the pressures of life come his love will persist.
Though all else fail, his love will exist.
For love is the core of marital bliss,
And upon it a marriage will feed and subsist.

A man who has the power to stay
Is the only one welcome to come this way.
One who is fit to marry
Is one who will commit to tarry
And remain in God’s garden and maintain and hold dear
All of the pleasures and wonders held here.

Life’s not a sprint; it’s a marathon.
We must go from alpha to omega, not faint at epsilon.
I look for the strength in a man to carry on
Because I want it long.

Whether winter or summer, he must perennate
And be true to his word and not equivocate.
Only then is he fit to conjugate,
Because I want it long.