Love Like,

Love Like,

 

Majik, never melts.

It merely fades.....

Like a sweet perfume.

You've left uncorked,

It may linger.....

In the echoes,of my mind.

Whilst I....tasted it upon,

Your lips, and smell it on.

Your empty,

Pillow.

I want ....

 

No other!

Giajl © Jim Love 

 

 

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