Why do I have…..
And why do I …..
Chase, the women …….that I do?
Is it, that.
Their hollow eyes, match,
my hollow heart.
While emotions, beating drum, echoes.
The snapping, of my heartstrings.
I’m left, with ……
Anguish,
and all that it brings.
Could another’s, tender words…… ever.
Alleviate the heartache.
Or cleanse my soul?
I long, for bright eyes…..
That …..twinkle.
That…. do not, match.
My hollow heart.
A forlorn, lovers……,beating,heart.
Would there be,
some majik, excelsior.
That might fix,my hurt!
That can cure,
All that which ails…
My
akotsubo cardiomyopathy.
Giajl © Jim Love