Waiting

When love finds me I know I'll play the skeptic because I've never given my heart

the opportunity to beat for anyone

I don't know how it looks on men with clean hearts and pure intentions, but I promise

I will not let these lips part the words I love you until we both mean it

I have seen too many people fall in with their hearts in the wrong places

So when the love spell finally comes around I hope he's everything I 've ever dreamed

of and that he finds me in his prayers so that he knows I'm sent from God

I hope when we finally get past my awkwardness

I'll muster up enough courage to tell him I'm still a virgin, I've never been kissed,

and you're the first boyfriend I've ever had and with those loving eyes he will see

the value in me and see that I'm the treasure he's been looking for

He will cherish every moment that we spend together and will love me like I'm the

only one that matters

I imagine he will propose to me with a diamond ring engraved with our fondest

memories and

When we marry my heart will have graduated with years of experience on how to

love

The first time we will lay together he will brag in confidence that he's the first man

I've ever touched

I am almost certain that he will brand his name on the small of my back

claiming my lands as his while kissing my lips like it's forbidden fruit

He will know that something this beautiful didn't just fall out of heaven, but it

was created by the hands of God

In his eyes I will behold perfection, as he holds me, controlling the sea of my hips,

keeping his hands at bay, melting his skin into my back we will create one shade

He will whisper my name as if it's too sacred to hit the ground

Once facing each other we will catch it in between our lip, where it nestles as if

it's safe there

My hands will grip at the movement of his back as if offering balance to this

waywardship

Our bodies will be the mass keeping it slow and steady

Our fingers will paint the very image of God as we claim the territory he brought

in union

Finally when the waves cease clashing on our shore with all the wind knocked out

of us

I will lay my head upon his steady moving chest, listening to his heartbeat, while

we're entagled in each other's embrace and

I will remember why God allowed me to hold out so long in the first place