The Seed of love planted by the river of amity hoping for an perpetuity life, Creating roots for the foundation of our love. The root of our love grows with a boundless destination in quest for vigor not to let the tree tumble. The tree is the love and the love is the tree.
It stem grows like a sequoia Sempervirens with a countless branches Embellished with innumerous evergreen leafs, Even though the leafs goes weary with The hefty tempest but, our love still stand with the incipiency of new leafs. So is the love that subsist between Agbomeire and Atanda. Our tree grows forever. Dikós èrōs eínia pánta.
Oh tree! bring forth fruit that the folks against us may see how nutritious our love is. Our tree is of good amidst the noxious tree that can never grow as lofty as our tree. Show me your love with a never ending affection. My frail heart needs you infinity palp Love is love where love exist.
Love is a treasure chest. Nestles in the chest, Holds kindness, and care. Soft as flower, Often weeps, and wilts. Yet, strong as steel. Weathers winds of storm A wonder it becomes! The Taj, an emperor’s dream. His queen’s home!
I like Solitude ….. Together I was wondering how secured I am Together I was wondering how safe I am Together I was wondering how much blessed I am Together I was wondering how much cared I am Together I
Love Some say love is having compassion for those who cannot fight for themselves and trying to fight for them Others say love is remembering always to say “I love you”, “I’m so sorry” or “thank you” or “have a