Ephemeral Richness Poem by Gianfranco Aurilio

Ephemeral Richness



Ephemeral richness
is your kiss now
that whispers to my ear
a promise of love.
It will be the time
to devour youth
that flees pitiless
to never return.
Kiss me
and don't tell lies
because if passion burns
it's not love.

3.10. '14

Monday, February 22, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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