I Reach Down, and ....
Deep.
Within the darkness of my words.
And, I am wanting .
For there’s none there, to share.
None, who will meet me.
None....
Who understands !
I miss the warmth.
Of, touch,
of understanding.
Of the semblance, of my love.
To rouse the fire, within my body .
And who could make nature, sing the song?
I am lost.
I’ve tasted, life.
And truly, it was sweet
I mourn my loves.
I miss them, all.
Perhaps...... I’ll love.
No more.
And all .....Because.
It’s all
Beyond my reach ?
Giajl © Jim Love