I love you though I do not yet know you.
I don't know your name or where you're from.
I don't know your family or friends.
I don't know your hair color, your nose,
Your eyes, or your beautiful smile.
But you are mine.
I haven't felt the warmth of your hands
Or the strength of your grasp.
I haven't stared into your eyes
Or ran my fingers through your hair.
I haven't hugged you from behind
Or scratched your back.
I haven't held your face in my hands
Or kissed your forehead.
But I will. One day. Not yet.
Until then, I will wait for you.
You are my future.
My co-bearer of blessings and curses alike.
My co-conspirator.
My fellow fireplace watcher.
My couch companion.
My blanket sharer. My blanket stealer.
My wife. My life. My all.
I am yours.
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