Dear Future (___)

Dear Future (____)…
God gave me you for the ups and the downs.
Through all the smiles and the frowns.
I'll still be here in all your baby weight, oh yes I mean the pounds. But baby wait,
I couldn't give my heart to anyone else because with others it just drowns.
Besides, I'll enjoy you in every size,
I mean, you have to add flour to cake right in order for it to rise.
Speaking of flower, you're the type that’s oh so mighty and rare.
The devil tried to pick you, but God looked at him and said "You wouldn't even dare"
I know God wants you more than I do but I'm sure there's a way to share.
He has your heart now but I know I'll find you someday, somewhere.
When that day comes I'll present to you, my love and my loyalty.
Then ask your Heavenly Father for permission to lawfully wed His royalty.
My dear Princess, the King said not yet, but best believe I'm not giving up.
That insecure smile of yours gave my sudden downfall reassurance to keep lifting up.
To the top that is because that's exactly where you're headed.
Nothing will weigh you down except for that crown if you let it.
A soon to be Heavenly courtship, not to be confused with earthly dating.
I tend to be impatient with others but baby for you I don't mind waiting.
I have a special place for you in my heart and I can't wait until you get here.
I hate it when you're far away but I also get nervous whenever you're near.
Like truthfully babe, you give me dragonflies because well butterflies are way too girly.
I know that's a bit of a stretch but the wingspan of our love could never be worldly.
It's a Love that reaches from the honeymoon into maternity.
And even when life ends in the natural, I'll still love you through eternity.
I believe we shared the same air once because when you inhaled I felt my oxygen depart.
Then when you exhaled that same breath I felt it return into my heart.
That little taste of you had me drunker than a fine wine.
I think you recognized my drunkenness cause you placed your hand in mine.
Your caress was the melody that only Angels could play on a harp.
A minor way to be flat is only if you see sharp.
In my head I thanked you in advance, I was so anxious to call you mine.
You asked me, "how are you?" I whispered "marry me", but aloud responded "I'm fine"
I admired you for so long, you have the perfect everything, I'm talking nails, knee caps and even your front tooth.
I didn't know where to begin our conversation so I just started with the truth.
I told you I plan to undress your past and make love to all your flaws.
Your future husband was once a dog but now he's wiped off his paws.
I'm nowhere near perfect so be patient with me please.
Lay down with me slowly, I may still have a few fleas.
She encouraged me every night and said everything will be okay.
I believed her each time, especially when she reminded me on her wedding day.
Tears escaped my face softly like your heels on that aisle you came down.
I was feeling myself in that Tux, until I seen how beautiful you were in that wedding gown.
I watched everyone's face light up once you entered that crowded room.
And I'm standing at the altar but I'm actually not the groom.
Yeah I'm watching you marry Him and I'm wishing that it could be us.
But before you can marry me, you must first be the bride of Jesus.
My Lord said, she's experienced so much hurt, so her trust you must earn.
He then stepped aside and said, "My son, it is your turn".
So Dear Future (____)
Yes, I'm willing to wait and accept you as a woman who sins.
So long as you promise me, that eventually you will become a wife who wins.
I promise to love you through pain and strife, with this vow I now say "I do".
Crazy thing is you were my wife all along,
Sincerely, with Love (Dear. Future. You).

Proverbs 18:22 ☝🏾

August 7, 2017 | Categories: God, love, Poetry, Relationships, Storytelling | Tags: butterfly, Christ, eternity, future, God, Her, love, marriage, Poetry, Relationships, Savior, spiritual, wife, you | 2 Comments