A girl’s pretty lashes
Must turn to ashes.
And man’s desire
Forever, cool.
For only the fool
Imagines fire,
In the tomb’s gloom.
A girl’s pretty lashes
Must turn to ashes.
And man’s desire
Forever, cool.
For only the fool
Imagines fire,
In the tomb’s gloom.
Thoughts on mortality, Kevin. True, though.
Thank you Vivienne. I’m pleased you like my poem. Best. Kevin