How Restless is

How Restless is

 

Waning moons, pale light.

Lit a path ....unto your door.

Which welcomely, lay ajar.

Nectars scent, lay

heavy ......pon the air.

Her eyes,

reflected in the light.

Showed .

Loves, hearts passion.

And thus,

Worked majik....so.

He stayed.....

 

The night.

Giajl © Jim Love 

Chill.... Baby

 
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