my dream is unspoken love

This night I dream about you. It was bad dream. The piety is the dream was series continuestly like a movie. With your innocent face, you request permition to marry with another women. oh...bad..bad..dream...

Why I am so worry about the dream. Really, it just a dream. I dont think it will happen. We have spent more that 13 years together. Like the Rumi poem to describe the love and lover.

we are the mirror as well as the face in it
we are tasting the taste this minute of eternity
we are pain and cures pain, both
we are the sweat cold water and the jar that pours

Really man, I want to hold you close like a lute, thus the world will understand how deep our unspoken love. I believe that my dream is the way my love to be ascribed.