All good things come to an En
I love poetry so much
and she too loves me
despite our age difference. Poetry
sometimes speak to me in

colorful sweet words and sometimes
in sad words but most times
her words to me are humours
and sensual, no matter what

words she used to speak
to me, I will always
cherish her because she has
always been good to me

by helping me express myself more
clearly, I will miss her
when what we have comes
to an end which it will

for all good things end
just like dawn follows dust
every day without failing so
what we have most end one day