A lonely lovers....
Question .
Who, now holds..... my heart?
Drowned by the scent.
A fragrance ,of .....
pink peonies !
Which dust assail, my soul, and fill,...... my being.
Who?
Would be that gentle, flower?
Be .....my hero, of the night?
I'll not knock that door .
But, just await.
Your
Call.
Giajl © Jim Love