Marry Me - Poem by Khaki keem
Hand me not your right but your left hand
Ima also need a sec while I inform my bestfriend that ima need a best man
we could honeymoon on the moon cause when we make love its out of this world
I thank god everyday for the day your mother birth a beautiful baby girl
our first dance should be to a song the angels sing
cause only the havens could try to describe such joy you bring
In this fairy tale called love we could live happily
only if you agree to marry me.
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