Ben Bergeth

(3-23-92 / Las Vegas)

My Girl of the Future


My girl of the future
is patiently waiting for a conversation
for the opportunity to see my face
enjoying every waking moment of our talks

My girl of the future
is patiently waiting for me to finally arrive
for me to be with her
so this distance crumbles and tumbles

My girl of the future
is there for me
slow to speak
and ready to talk

My girl of the future
is willing to look past
my fault here
and my short coming there

My girl of the future
is expecting me
I'll be there soon enough
and no longer will we toil in worry


My girl of the future
is loving
understanding
and above all else, beautiful

My girl of the future
is my future

Submitted: Sunday, July 29, 2012
Edited: Monday, July 30, 2012

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