Tattooed on My...
Like the hoof beats ....
of the Horsemen,
of the apocalypse .
Akin, to thunder.... in the rain.
Or electricity...... when,
it splits the air.
The scent, of loves..... aroma.
A look,.... I .....once shared.
Of tangled sheets,
And flattened...... pillows !
A moment ....that became
A
Memory.
Giajl © Jim Love