Ó Dhubh Go Dhubh
Loves dorrain has left its scar on me.
There's a blackness,.
Fills my body.
Slowly, strangling ......my soul .
A malady that seeps,
from every, weary...... pore.
A wen.
That's left it's, bodily mark.
Felt, by only me,
and me
......alone !
Giajl © Jim Love