It's Not
For me to say .....
Of who, or,
what, I ......kissed.
Just
Pass me, another .....dream.
For.
This one is spent!
And....
I'm lost,
within,
that .....dessert.
That is my mind .
Where, there's only one, colour.
Where, the taste, of ......dust!
Coats, the taste, of .......love.
And everything ,
tastes ....
the same !
Giajl © Jim Love