Before he comes,
The man of my dreams,
To sweep me off my feet,
To carry me to adventures and trials,
The May wait on the horizon.
Before he comes,
The one unknown,
Yet perfect,
In every way.
Before he comes,
The one that is waiting,
Whom may also think I am waiting,
For him to come.
Before he comes,
The one with similarities,
The one destined to be with thee,
So many,
Yet not so many,
To conflict with me.
Before he comes,
The one I'll love,
The one whom will me back,
Forever and ever.
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