I’ve had crashes
I’ve come out with crutches.
I’ve fallen into ditches
I’ve come out with stitches.
With my wounds and sores,
I’ll trace your love patches.
Where are u Honey?
As I keep searching for you,
May Jah be my attorney
To guide my path to you
To approve our matrimony
To save me from feeling blue.
Now may not be the time
But shilly-shally is a thief of time.
As the days and nights chime,
I pray I make it to u in time
So we can yoke together on time
Way sooner than our senile time.
I long for u each day
I dream of u all day
I pray u are made of virgin clay
I pray we do not see gray
I pray we witness the last day
To see Death die and decay.
Will u glow like my mama?
Will u kiss like my papa?
Will u wow like my grandma?
Will u bliss like my grandpa?
Will u cuddle with me in nirvana?
If then, get ready to go bananas.
I might be a poor guy
But I’m not a bad guy
If anyone promises u the sky
Listen, that is a flat out lie.
Jah knows u are the apple of my eye
For he chose u to be my sweetie pie.
Many men will seek for your consent
But I know u will not accept nor assent
For our bonded love is no accident,
It was yoked in Heaven by our godparents
And made way stronger than cement
That is why I believe u are my Heaven sent.
And I love u even though I’ve never met u before.
By Tsatsu Tay Young