When The Desert Comes Poem by Pietro Grossi

Sociologists, psycologists, they try to get,
But problem, no one, ever solved yet;
What happens when slow down the tenderness,
And feelings, slowly slowly, are coming less?
No price, could pay, for one who finds such ghost,
That invisible, huge, terrible stone,
When strangness, between partners, rise at most,
And remain only Make Love, ...but passion's gone.
So, after years of share love, sorrow, fun...
We just surrender....When The Desert Comes.