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Wayward Love....

When a dream? 

Becomes, reality !

And who, would be my friend ?

I could see....

The laughter.

Hidden, in your eyes.

And who, would be my brother ?

As we wait.

For the Valkyries .

And who, would be my friend ?

While the musics tempo, merged.

And who, would be my lover ?

Whilst I sit, and silently..... weep.

With the sound of the falling rain.

I bleed inside.

From a wound you caused.

That left, no ..... mark.

But 

You struck me deep.

Giajl © Jim Love