In The Days Of The Moon Poem by Gianfranco Aurilio
In The Days Of The Moon
When the last petal
of the rose that you gave me
withers,
when the scent
of your skin
disappears,
in the days of the moon
I will watch the hand
on which you used to sleep
and one more time
under the silver rays
I will kiss your lips
to never forget you.
11.3.'15
Friday, September 30, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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