UNDER THE EIFFEL

I remember of the promises,
We made together in Paris,
Not that capital,
But the one in our fantasies
Our little Paris.

I remember the smiles,
The smiles we shared together,
Smiles that ran from here all way through miles,
The smiles, when we vowed to be together all our lives,
And we made all this,
In our little Paris.

Do you remember those vows?
The vows of I for you and you got my back?
Us together,
All through stormy weather?
Me, you , against the world
When it wants us down?
Two hearts, bodies and minds,
Together till death do us part?

I know its ironic but,
Here we are by fate.
I in Paris, under the Eiffel ,
And you?
You trapped between life and eternity,
In limbo as we await the big reunion as the Holy Books promise.

You in that casket,
I in hand a basket,
A basket full of flowers and a bottle of our favourite champaign,
And that ring, that ring that under the Eiffel ,
I was to put on that your finger,
It would have been us two at the Eiffel,
I guess we never saw this coming.

Life is one hell of a ride,
Till death do us part we vowed,
But me, I don't wanna part,
Don't wanna let go off your memories,
Till death do us part,
But am not willing to part,
Though we now travel on different paths.

Now we live in different worlds,
But i don't wanna live in this one without you,
That's why am at the Eiffel,
I will pop a bottle for you,
Drink my senses out to numb this pain,
Under the Eiffel, with its presence, huge and standing tall,
Over looking the world,
That's how overwhelming your presence, smell and love, 
Tower above all my essence, sense and self.

Tall and overlooking me,
Just like the Eiffel.
       By Githinji Kiiru
Tales of a broken heart💔