A Splash of Colour....
When all you have,
are....
lonely tears.
I'd wish, that I could play,
upon.... your heart, encore.
For I would write a symphony, just for you.
But
Love has spurned me
for a bloom.
And now I watch
The petals as they fall
Dying, before the Arcticś.
Snows
A winterś rose
Giajl © Jim Love