My archive comes to me Memories of my path of acts I twigged you vividly in absentia Glazing your file ribboned with golds It's more years and six We bade to say adieu Oh love! Sweet love When again shall I feel you skin Is it still skinny fresh as your youth With the micro-pores breathing fresh air? Oh! Sweet Love, my pearl Do that pink lips exist fresh? Little blustery, many zypher The words that therein, I recall Behind, laid a glowing teeth Set of bullets in your arsenal booth How many times has your tongue Licked my coy blushes? Oh! That damning eyes of yours The mirror I see my face How many winks of your beauty, As recorded to me the smiles? Your touches rose my hairs. My dearest, I have given you my love I have seen many cute faces But none is rated than yours. Have you ever felt same as I Ploughing on our twins day My lay ups, your dunks On spirit court we rollick our love Which profers like an everyday neon God be with us till we meet again My naming-sake got this Adewumi *Adewale...