Qué Sera Sera, Whatever is Meant

December 2016

Qué Sera Sera, Whatever is Meant 


With each simple man-hug.

There's ....

A little part of me.

That's purged, from, within my soul.

I'm, slowly dying.


I miss you, each, and every....

single day.

And nothing, fills this void.

And, none..... will, ever see.

The widening hole, within, my heart. 

Where, you, 




To be

Giajl © Jim Love 


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dude. Youve enraptured my

dude. Youve enraptured my soul with this poem. It hurts so