Dear Adeola Mi... Letters to my Future Husband
Dear Adeola mi In A World Of Fantasy... I long for moments when we would walk hand in hand by the beach, gazing into each others eyes - and the prophecy will be fulfilled that 'your eyes are of rivers of waters washed with milk and fitly set...' shines brightly and like fire causes me to melt in your arms. And your arms? Your arms are 'rods of gold, adorned with gems' and they hold me up tightly, and shield me from every storm that could ever rise to sway me away from your heart. Whenever I don't feel your arms around me, I would always sing quietly from my heart to yours, our lovey dovey anthem 'wrap me in your arms', just so you could cuddle me gently, and within the fleet of time we transcend time and space, far away from the worries within; to a realm where only you displace my fears. Adeola mi, I wouldn't need to ask you to kiss me with the lips of your love, for your love itself is better than wine... and it overflows through my veins.