Treasure Island

Filippo Stella

(Trieste)

It is not


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

Submitted: Monday, December 17, 2012
Edited: Monday, December 17, 2012

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