Love Which Came True

Last time I had a beautiful vistors, 
In my dream which was smelling
best  smell in the world.

In that dreaming moment,
my ears were clean,
that's why I never missed any single
word which was directing me to 
my destiny world.

In that moment of dreaming,
I tried the best,
to stop that amazing dream not to end.

Oh what sweet voice I was hearing
from your mouth.
Your words were truly sweet.

Now I can't angry for my dreaming
moment which replacement 
by the true dream.

Now am with you on this way,
On this journey, which's taking us to
our destination.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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