a letter to my future wife

i wonder where you are

but already know what you’re thinking 

wondering where the hell im at 

or what's gotten into me 

i know it took me long enough

you wonder what i was doing 

with all of that time

that was in between us 

my love,

 if you saw me in the hay of my day

you’d truly not believe 

the man i am today

so sit back and rejoice

follow my words

like you follow my hand

& here ill sit with you 

to tell you lessons 

from my life well lived

so hear me how you can

love is felt by most

and understood by few

love is not meant to be held 

with a tight firm grip 

not meant to be perfect 

like your face & those hips 

its meant to toss and turn about

like a game of cat and mouse

& so, my love 

i tell you now 

let go & let the Gods, 

or the genies of this life 

grant us this wish

of a love so big. 

cr