Job Welime

My pretty damsel.

In a great battlefield where hearts fought to be loved,

I met this beautiful blessing,packaged in form of a lady and my life has never been the same again,

I mean it\'s amazing how she came into my life after heartbreak and the next time, I was wondering how I can\'t live without her,

Each time I take a glance at her,I feel like maybe in some parts of her, lies some piece of me and without a doubt in every part of me there lies a piece of her,

I feel like she\'s my comfortable home made of tight hugs and kindness, when I run to her she always makes her arms a host for me,

I swear eachtime,I see her,,buds of fantasies blossom in my heart,time seems frozen,,,When she looks at me, my whole body vibrates,I swear if she was a school I would have scored an A in all the subjects,

Like my favorite poet puts it,she\'s not only the answer that I had carried with me all my life,She\'s the mathematical proof that I knew was true all along.