Love Has Been a Bit of a Tristé
And while I’m still searching.
Searching, for a .......reason.
All my pillows, are on .....the floor.
Of all the stars that lit sky.
I chose you .......
Why would I say that ?
When that angel fell to earth.
I caught her.
And, why did I do that ?
I plucked you from the heavens.
And I’m still searching.....
For my worlds now husht.
And I’m in the circle.
Mesmerised by your beauty.
You ravished my heart.
A fallen angel ....
All the way
From Hell.
Giajl © Jim Love
Guess i have to say
where angels play,
in poetry,
or then maybe,
devilish seen be,
your langauge,
led to investigating,
Tristé also husht,
and yet the videos on youtube wont play,
i guess i understand in a way.
nice work, thanks