Will You Marry Me Poem by Michael Eziudo

Let me be the one
To open your mind's eyes
To see the true world of love
Out of the cruel meaning
The painting this world had given it

Let me be the one
To raise your head high
Among the classes and among colleagues
Bringing you pride in midst of humility

Let me be the one
To give you care and bring you warmth
When the night is cold and uncanny sound is heard

Let me be the one
To go into your holiest of holies
Pumping up and down
To make the babies as much as we ought to

Let me be the one
To stand side by side with you
From the isle to the altar
And to every sphere of life
And joys of living

If I can be the one
Standing there in haste
When in labour you call
When in joys you call
Sweet sweet you sound
And one simple meaning of it all that I answer
Let me be the one
That pulled the question you said yes to when I said
Will you marry me