Like an Inamorata,The Gaze of a
Forbidden sweetheart ......
I can only paint, your beauty, with, mere.....words.
For no colours, do compare.
What I see, I can not touch!
And what, I once touched.... is now ....no more.
But, lost...... to me.
I'd rather drink, a wistful smile .
Or watch, the sparkle..... in,
your eyes.
Than hope, you could be mine.
For only to wish,my life away,
dreaming......
of another
lost lover.
Giajl © Jim Love