to my future lover,
to my future boy,
to my future love of my life and the like.
we haven't met yet,
and i'm not sure if we will,
but i'm willing to ask you a few questions of mine.
promise you'll be gentle?
promise you'll be kind?
promise you'll be loyal, mine and only mine?
i hope it's not too much,
i hope i'm not too much,
i hope you're okay with those requirements of mine,
i hope you're okay with holding me in your arms,
to drown,
to melt,
to snuggle in every inch of them.
please be gentle,
please be honest,
please be kind,
please be mine.
always, with undying love,
yours, sammy.
my first ever poem.