Job Welime

My dream

I dream of candle lit dinners,chaperoned by the Moon and loitering stars,a love tuxeodoed in romance,,,fresh from Cupid\'s diary
I dream of a toungue with an enduring taste,
I dream of waking beside genuine love,at the crack of down,a love more than a one nightstand,stronger than a millitary band,tighter than a poor man\'s belt and visible like a candle stand,I dream of a love that loyalty, trust and faithfulness has gone through it,like thread through a needle, everything the love does is stitched in Loyalty,Trust and Faithfullness,,,
I dream of a love that utters the eloquence of romance,in the sweetest aroma,the sparkle of this love stands on top of my heart,the vision of sweetness engulfs my heart with passion more strong than the walls of Jerusalem,,I dream of a love that doesn\'t fade but reoccurs daily like the sunrise and sunsets,,,I dream of this kinda love.