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I fell asleep ….

Harbouring a dream.

I’ll sink back, into my memories,

to full fill my dream’s .

Of life, of love…..

And all things, in between.

Whether you have nipples, as hard as bullets.

Or soft, like marshmallows.

Sometimes ……..

I can drink myself, to great heights of, stupidity.

And on others,

to the dark depths of despair.

We can only appreciate beauty,

when we have allowed so much of it,

to pass us by.

And sadness is my love.

And regret, is my mantra.

Life, being my punishment.

And could I sigh, a sigh.

So loud…….

It’d could cross an ocean.

And wake a love.

Or cause a ripple, on the wind.

To rouse those leafy boughs.

And be my last….

With drunken thoughts.

Giajl © Jim Love(LL)