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Poetry

Letter to my Future Wife…

Written by Dope Imperfections

 

Effortlessly you make me smile

With the sweet sound of your voice I hear all my dreams coming true

With so much anticipation I wonder why it took me so long to find you

To find the woman that makes my day better with little effort

The woman that encompasses my first thought when I rise and last thought when I fall fast asleep and then my dream world

And I wouldn’t dream of being in this world without you.

Since the day you came into my life I knew it was changed for the better

I feel like we can do anything together

Building one another up, laying the perfect foundation for a life, because I just know you’re going to be my future wife.

 

Meet me at the end of the aisle with two golden bands love, we’ll say I do and make our golden commitment come true.

 

With you by my side I know there’s nothing that I can’t do.

Be my Mrs. Let me hold, keep, and protect you

While I caress you gently between the sheets

We will make continuous love to our own beat

That can’t be duplicated by anyone else

Because what we posses between us is rare

We have that genuine organic love, put no one else above the woman of my universe.

My best friend, my confidant, my muse,

For every love poem written is now being written only for you.

As I try to capture the words like a firefly because you light my night skies, like a solar eclipse what we share doesn’t happen often but when it does this is the result,

I call you mine and I am yours and we will forever love one another through the rest of our eternity… Just you and me…. My Future Mrs. Made for me.


Follow Dope Imperfections on IG. Model unknown, however, the image was taken at Afropunk by photographer Delphine Diallo.

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  1. Genice Cannon

    Wow!!! Beautiful words

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