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ADE ORI MI

 

Courteously refined and cautiously defined. He is a summary of fine perfection and an emissary of divine perception.

I look into the skies and I see beauty in disguise, but a look into your eyes, I see beauty comely guised. With you, I know the difference between beautiful and beauty full.

Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder but beauty full is the heart of its holder.

Your kind of love is a mystery that no history has a registry of its deep chemistry. A kind of love, whose motion in my emotion, is to always bring reasoning to demolition. Your kind of love is the type that settles in my mind and makes it blind.

**OlowoOriMi,

He, who in my debts of love, makes me rich and the deep depths of love he always make me reach.

He, who has the zeal to seal the deal that makes this union real. He whose will, is to reel our conjugal wheel with the thread of affection.

My Mr. Right, with you in sight my insight receives light and my sight opens to the great heights of love.

He resound his compliment of me in the face of those who compete for me. He sounds it loud that I not only complement him, I complete him.

My better half, you are all I have.

Your deep resonance is in real consonance with my soft countenance.

I cherish your calls at the fall of each day and all your text messages make me stand tall among rivals. My desire each day is to retire each day to hear your voice no matter what it requires. All other voices are mere noises to me.

Disputes unspoken, friendship unbroken, I give to you, my chosen, a token of my love. My time and dime are thine. With you I want to dine. On your breast I want to lose my breath.

As much as I recall, many have called but only you have I culled from the several.

Now the window is closed, I have who I chose and in his love I'm overdosed.

Round the town they present me crowns but with a hostile frown I turn them all down. My gown is made to match only one crown. My head is fit to wear only your crown, Olowo Ori Mi, My Better Half, Ade Ori Mi.

* Ade ori mi, **Olowo Ori mi: Yoruba words qualifying a husband