My soul will merge into hers
when to my house she comes
as my bride for the first time
sitting in a carriage carried
by four men on their shoulders.
Our hearts will be beating fast
Desiring and greeting each other.
On my head now is being placed
A crown showing my love for her.
Soon I will be seeing her
No more can I wait to be away from her
My patience is running out to be with her.
This is a very beautiful wedding poem. I am sure your bride is ecstatic with anticipation to meet you. Soon you will meet her and it will be a reality. Best of luck in making your dreams come true. This poem states your dreams so clearly. Congratulations.