Category : Poems
Sub Category : N/A
My soul is older than the rest of my body,
The life I lived burned all my desires.
I need a good book to read,
A red wine to taste at the table.
Darling, my love,
Please read me at least the last poem.
My words keep my mouth silent,
I pay attention to everything,
To everything that could set me on fire.
I need nights full of sleep 'cause
The life I live burns all my desires.