The One Before the
What masks, that pain.... we try to hide.
In varying degrees...... of love,
all measured......By our hearts.
That's like, a dark hole..... deep inside.
Ill reflected......hidden pain.
Where hurt has now come.....
to live.
Sometimes, we concentrate.... too much.
On lust,
For it's life's .....inadequacies, thats cut .....the deepest.
Once....
For a time......but not the first.
my loves, been lost.
Perhaps, it'll .....be
My
Last ........ For ever.
Giajl © Jim Love