What.....
No ones been, able.... to tell me.
When dreams, run ......out!
If
They're, a .....kept forever, somewhere.
Or, they just die, when we do.
And could it be a somewhere dream.
That, just keeps me, alive.
How slowly the colours doest fade.
Or is it, love....
se mirer
That I see ?
Giajl © Jim Love