You

I think of you often, of what you look like,
what you smell like, if your demples are shallow or deep,
will I get butterflies, when I see you
or completely taken by your smile,
will I weep at the thought of how God
could have blessed me with such a man
after His own heart
will I know from the start
that you are he
whom He made just for me
the one, the son
by which my kids will be born
I long to see you, to feel you,
to talk to you, to walk with you
to laugh with you, crack with you
Oh, I can't wait to meet you...
until then, I will continue to pray for you
and keep the promise of you close...
to be continued
I love you.