The Wheel Of Love Poem by Lev Brekhman

The Wheel Of Love



Foretaste of things to come:
The waning of your love.
Of course you still come,
But something is above.
Above - the needling thought,
Of novelty to find.
All past is hence for nought?
For now just in mind.

Wednesday, October 15, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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