Ever Regretfully I'll
Ponder with.....
A wistful look, that no one, sees.
That none, does hear, my ....sigh.
A hollow feeling, that doest... from the heart, transcend.
A silent tear, upon my eye.
Would loves, bitter.... pill.
Taste, less sweet ?
Than lips, I did, once.....taste.
If I could, just..... but,
sleep...
Forever, in my dreams.
You'd
Be....,
Giajl © Jim Love