Just One More.....
Chance, it'd be, a fine thing.
In love it's down to....luck,for.
It would seem.... that, of.
All the women.
That I, have ever loved.
Not all, may have, loved.... me!
Either because, they never knew...
And, or, I never ......told them.
But, now and again.
I used to have.
The odd....
Intriguing...... evening.
Though, it's moments, melted ....
With the coming,
of the dawn.
Then, there were, others....
Who'd just, left !
Because....
They'd called
Time!
Giajl © Jim Love