To my dearest Love.
I pray you don’t go after
a man who is handsome
or wealthy, or even a poet.

I pray you seek a man
who understands
your heart and the wounds
and bruises it may carry,
and how to tend to it
when they are reopened.

Your heart will come
with instructions.

They will be written
in your eyes, in your smile,
in your laughs and in your cries.
They will be printed on all the things
that move your soul.
I pray you find a man who is
wise enough to read them.
But more than anything
I pray you will come to
know, love and understand
your own heart first before
entrusting another to do so.