What Sweet Sorrow..
Already
I'm showing, pure disdain.....
for time.
A litany
A voiceless, cry.
No mirrors, no ponds !
No, recriminations......
Only, life's .....reflection.
For my mantra now, is love.
Though my cause is lost.
I'm waiting for, a Valkyrie.
For
Death.... who,
Lurks
Behind blue eyes.
Giajl © Jim Love