-Of Love Deceased-

 

Burying, unburying our pasts playing with the corpses,
Of our times immemorial, wailing in our joys
Recalling dead memories, with our bodies graying like withering roses
We without grace, without love, without beauty, in ashes cry.

For love no longer lingers on our lips
Remain now here our mere silences and apologies
Like the withering tulips,
Of a dying season our souls too are deceased.

-The Gypsy

 

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