I do not ask of you the moon,

it is to be admired as is.

I do not want pledges of eternal love,

for i know that they fade when spoken

instead of being felt silently.

The mere thought  of immortality is futile

and yet when it comes to poetry,

 it seems to be the only way to reach it.

So, let this be my only request:

Speak to me through verse and let us touch eternity.

18/02/2016