Filippo Stella

Rookie - 29 Points (Trieste)

It Is Not - Poem by Filippo Stella

It is not her,
But what I think
She were.

Love is not to have
But share.

Stop guy to wonder,
Back home, I say.
Cook for your children
Kiss your wife.

No more desire
In this one-way
Life


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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 17, 2012

Poem Edited: Monday, December 17, 2012


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