Because love is a great desert,
fortune, an oasis,
and friendship ... detachment.
The wind, a fraud,
with loads of sand,
bringing the aridity of dirty promises.
A sterile covenant
that destroys the fraternal twists and ...
Because love is a great desert,
fortune, an oasis,
and friendship... discontent.
The space is reduced,
in a vast solitude, in the midst of silence.
The lies in the wind,
the suspected barrenness of stale eyes,
and the simulated smiles,
pretending to be promises.
From fraternal self exile,
they could die from thirst,
all the friends that gave up so soon.
And from me ...
we'll drink soon.

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Copyright 2020 LIFEINVADER
Published on Wednesday, July 29, 2020.     Filed under: "Personal" and "Poetry"
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