To Make a Wish ...... While
Once.
I kinda smelt, a warmness, in your hair.
That felt like..... silk, and dissipated,.......euphoria.
When I tried to touch.
So....If, in my cups.
Would you choose, whilst in, my.... drunken slumber.
To rob me, of my dreams.
To kill, my aspirations ....
To leave me....
To,wake
All alone.....?
Giajl © Jim Love