An Adieu That Hurts
An Adeiu That Hurts Yes, my sin swallowed me; Like the toad-the adder's meal. When first you summoned me: Even of your love to feel. Loan was your Love and assests; You'd siad; 'Maybe he'll be an asset'. But after the Lent love laced with life, Pride weighed me down with strife: Pulling me off your standard. Scourging me even with your absence. Thy soft palm seasoned with fragnance, Elating my heart, ushering me into a trance. The smiles of your face glazed with honey, Sweetening my soul, costier than money. The lyrics of they words, Ringing yet, whipping my ears for the odds. How can i get back on the stairs; I'm made equal with tears. Even if not to fill the former field. Just let the torn soul again mend be. Come again, ho my princess: How long will you scold me with your absence. 17: 14: 11: 10: 00 Adeyemi Joshua