DEAR FUTURE WIFE,
I think I'll like you, if you have the criteria,
And if you are a complete wife material,
Most importantly,if your food beats those In cafeteria.
You in my head, will be stuck like a parasitic bacteria,
As i hope you don't break my heart, like the super eagles of Nigeria.
I believe you're fresh like a just harvested cucumber,
Please stay healthy, so that your beauty won't cumber.
And also be careful of the guys you give your number,
So one sharp guy will not snatch you while I slumber.
My dear, I hope that you're doing pretty fine,
And enjoying our natural state of quarantine.
I'm almost ready, so you're the next in line,
It's just a matter of time and you'll turn mine.
My biggest fear isn't your beauty or shape,
Neither your character nor how you behave.
I'm not scared of your love turning me into a slave,
Because that'll be the only thing I'll always crave.
I don't even know why I'm thinking about you now,
But, I just wish we become friends ,like, somehow,
And lead you one morning to the altar, for our vow;
Gaze at you continuously, without shaking my brow.
I'm still trying to gather alot of grands and money,
So one day you won't wake up and call me monkey.
I'm still preparing myself for our matrimonial journey
So we'll live happier after, like sweet sugar and honey.
Dear future wife, you're my extra "plus"
And I can't wait for us to see and discuss,
But I'm sorry that, if you don't love or have Jesus,
Then it means that, there can never be "us".
However, I just pray you'll agree to be my bride,
I'm not that cute,but beauty they say is inside.
My heart is ready to host you whenever you decide;
Encapsulate you forever as my love, my praise and pride.
Your future husband.
©GwinrHymes_2022.
