Nothing but love

Job Welime

I've got nothing but these dreams I want to come true,
Dreams of me being a migrant to her heart,an assylum to her thought and a citizen to her state,,,that citizen she cannot deprive or deport,
I only see myself as the sun who lights up her world and equally as the moon who stays during her darkest nights,
It's always a pleasure to lend her time,
And even create her poems that rhyme,
I always look at her and wonder!
What would be better than waking up,
Staring at her face,next to me in my bed every sunrise?
They say empires are made Royal, when couples are loyal,,,well I want this to be my loyal royalty,from now till the end of time.

  • Author: Job Welime (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 18th, 2021 11:17
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 9
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Comments3

  • The elder poet

    I hope all your wants come true. A nice write . Thanks for sharing.

    • Job Welime

      I keep hoping too for the same too,,,I trust it's a matter of time and this will come to pass.

      • The elder poet

        It will. Some things can not be rushed. Love is worth waiting for. You have a good day.

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      • L. B. Mek

        'as the moon who stays
        during her darkest nights,
        It's always a pleasure to lend her time,
        And even create her poems that rhyme,'..
        a wonderful depiction of romantic sincerity
        and an eloquently worded dedication,
        thanks for sharing

        • Job Welime

          My favorite poet always says,,,When i started writing, I found something
          But when i write, I write like i lost everything..this phrase works for me when my ink is dry and words just start coming from wherever

        • Fay Slimm.

          Hi Job and welcome to M.P.S.
          I am delighted to have caught your richly rhymed, exciting and very well crafted romantic poem.I look forward to reading more of your work.

          • Job Welime

            I hope that my ink never runs dry too, thanks so much your comments mean alot.



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