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Love Might Touch
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August 2016
Love Might Touch
But not.
When you're dead.
For when you're dead.
You've left, pain behind.
The colours, all, gone.
Cept ..... Black.
The black, will always, remain.
I've been left, all .... alone.
Searching, for that someone.
Who's, somewhere.
Who's been absorbed, by the night.
Beyond the vision of my sight.
And thus, is rendered invisible.
To
My heart....
Giajl © Jim Love
