In Truth Poem by Cristobal Benjumea

In Truth



In truth life means nothing without you

searching everywhere for you

the procession of doors

without yelow buterflys

meaning of gardens of roses where beauty hides

amongst the thorns and the branches, the rose

But will not endure, it sensuality lasts a while

can i stun it with my revelations, are my yearnings not ties of love to be observed

Sunday, February 19, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: love and art
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