Curious Poem by Yaya King

I'm curious as to whether the next girl will be the one
To the storm in my heart,
I wonder whether she'll be the calm, rainbow and sun
I wonder whether she'll be the reason why, from love, I do not run
I wonder whether she'll be the one to make me believe that, at the game of love, I've won
I wonder whether she'll be the one to have my daugher and son

I've never wrapped my head around the idea of loving another,
For I have never loved anyone as passionately as I did her,
I never wrapped my head around the thought of wanting any other female,
So I wonder whether she'll be the one to brighten up the skin of my heart; currently pale

I'm curious;
When I meet the one, will it be obvious?
Will I initially be totally oblivious?
Will I be able to take her serious?

Let us wait and see,
Who the next one will be
Whether she'll be the one with whom I share my destiny
Whether she is the one who will possess the right key,
To my heart
Whether she'll be the one to make my heart accept to experience the phenomenon called love
Whether she'll be the one for me as willed by the Almighty above