I dream of her,
the very precious beauty I once held in my arms.
I dream of her,
with her unending smile that causes Nairobi sun to blush.
I dream of her,
Yes,
I dream of her.
Past my darkness she sees,
my very insecurities she embraced,
the time of my past hasn't last
and in my dreams she makes me blast.
I dream of her,
her very existence,
with the nature she rides,
she is life in every passing tide.
I dream of her,
every time I lay down
in my dreams she comes,
but not even once
her presence is absent
I dream of her,
today,
tomorrow,
day before,
and the day after tomorrow.
