Torn Apart Poem by Tosin Adesokan

I am here and she is there

Two hearts bound together

By nothing but undiluted affections

But living in separate world

Out of the Five, fours are dead

With only hearing functioning

As the intermediary between the hearts

Sweet deceits, viscouslies

In various attires

Checking on the two

Seeking compromises

Tearing the hearts apart

Hearing is trying but only one can sew and glue hearts

Love isincomplete without the Five.