Our love is not worthy of poetry.

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What if we never talk about literature
Or the meaning of life
What if we only stick to small talk
And safe conversation
What if we never weep about our parents
Or howl at the moon
What if we never discover galaxies
And the stars that fill our souls
What if we never get drunk on cake
And turn our car into Giovanni’s Room?
What if I never wrote again
Because our love is not worthy of poetry?

17/07/16


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