It Lays within the Blood, for it Flows in
Mysterious ways.....
Let the tentacles, of desire.
Ensnare my heart, no more.....
Let the music, of dead.
No longer play, it's soulful......melody.
Deep within, the rhythms.....
of my head.
Let the summers sun, and .....
sweet wine.
Cleanse the memories
Let love once again
Fill
My veins.....
Giajl © Jim Love