The Death Of Love Poem by Edmund Calleja
The Death Of Love
The death of Love begets
Remembrances of summer evenings
And unending dusks and twilights.
Of cherished kisses and loving fondness
That live on forever amid
The heart's untold delights.
The death of Love ruminates
In sighs of what could have been
An everlasting love affair.
It dreams on and on of emotional
Love encounters put on hold
That you simply just defer.
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4/26/2024 10:37:47 PM # 1.0.0.1119
yes, it is the denizen that dwells in loves past that unknowingly kills love in the present and future. nicely done