Another Victim of Zorg's .... One
Feels......
Sorrow burns deeper.
Than, any flame, or ember.
Though my tears, were wet.
They fell, like dust.
I could have been.
So, much, more.......
But, you never,
gave the time,
nor.
Me, the chance.
It's only frozen words,
that now echo.
Not,
that chill
of romance.
Giajl © Jim Love