You were the promised "slice of heaven"
The adventure termed a futile endeavor.
I sought after, I fought for, I got “you”.
But after this there won't be us anymore.
Buried in the abyss of the mind
Crushed by the dirt of activity and endeavor.
To be chanced on later by some adventurous
Now discovered like treasures buried or so
Held dear like treasures are wont to.
Copyright © Emmanuel ADEKUNLE | Year Posted 2022