Co-Labor (Mother's Day Tribute)

It seems their maybe an issue…
Okay no issue,
Let’s call it a concern of sorts,

Looking at man I can say he’s good,
But there’s something missing, and now it’s understood,
And you don’t even have to be me to see where’s the need,
Needing someone to co-labor with me,

I can look down through time and see my solution,
To find someone worthy to carry majestic destiny into being,
Because looking at man even as he rest,
I can’t find him meeting the qualifications to carry my very best,

Finding one to allow love to grow for 40 weeks inside,
To be protections, and my eyes,
One who will allow it to reconstruct (deconstruct???) their design,
Stretching their curves and shapes out of place,
Temporarily removing the tag of being “Super Fine”
Transforming into something closer to me,
Just to bring big head gifts through a matrix opened so others can rejoice,
One ready to produce creations and have humanity live,
This is not a blessing to anyone I can give,
Then have audacity to do it more than once…..Really???
One to build an eternal connection and refuse to let it break,
Even when times are hard and things don’t go their way,
Constantly forgiving moments of stupidity as I have done,
As natural as hummingbirds sing their love song,
To provide healing for the soul on a raining day,
Causing clouds in life to roll back like tides of the sea,

Doing only what a God can do,
I’ll create woman and bring her into view
Not just a help meet for him, but also for me,
To one day be a mother and co-labor with me.

Realization

Can I make This Day sing?
Remembering these seconds in disbelief,
To cause it to recall euphoria in times of grief?

Can I make This Day happy?
Saying words that will so graciously elate,
To break down monstrous foundations it can't shake?

Can I make This Day smile?
Acquiescing its display unseen for the longest,
To be a helping hand when it's not the strongest?

Can I make This Day come true?
Formulating compilations of its acquisition,
To see this fulfillment is clearly your decision.

Don't

Don’t make me ponder, while thoughts look to you,
Recognizing a sought after dialect personified in delight,
As you speak the keys design to open a longing heart.

Don’t make me miss the wonderment that is you,
Pausing in starch anticipation of inhaling your appearance,
As time and space depart, separating before us as we intersect.

Don’t make me adore, as gravity pulls me closer to you,
Like two interstellar bodies destined to collide,
With a singular heartbeat we’re synchronized to truth realized.

When it's all said and done,
And romantic bliss we've already won, I've become aware,
I Don’t want to LOVE without you.