Will You Marry Me? ? ? / Poem by Preston Mwiinga

WILL YOU MARRY ME? ? ? ? /

The first time I saw you, I never any intentions of talking to you.
When I Talked to you I never any intentions of following in love you.
When you smiled at me you brightened that dark night and gave me love tension and cured my hypertension.
This motivates me for when I was born there was a woman who cared for me, my beautiful mother.
When I was growing up there was a woman who played with me, my dimpled pretty sister
When I went to school there was a woman that taught me the rules of life, my motivating teacher.
It was at the camp, you were on a rope, people were cheering and I was your number one fan,
When you began the commando craw, I was there as your camera man.
When the rope became heavy for you, and you were about to give up, I was there as your life Guard.
When you let go, fell and became unconscious, I was there as your first aider.
When you regained consciousness and opened your eyes I was the first vision in your sight
When you were limping due to the friction, I was your guide and walking stick.

We stood in between the kitchens and I Poetically I cytographically deNcyrpted your encrypted heart as I modulated and demodulated and confessed my love for you and you said yes


you give colour to my darkened confused world,
prepare a coffee afternoon in my empty desert love.
You call me 'king' even without a Kingdom, because ours is a Malston.

.I am sure when God was creating you he was thinking of me.
OUR LOVE GROWS EVERY DAY BUT NEVER GROWS OLD
That is the reason why I vowed never to make you cry, unless when giving you the
Tears of joy.
What I feel for you is cryptographically in my heart because you are my central processing unit. That is the reason why I ask will you marry me?