Ecstasy doesn’t always last
A temporary high like a drug
Love doesn’t always shine
Sometimes too shy like the sun
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Yes Kay, sad as it could seem everything is temporary, feeling love included. Love has departed, it's not with us anymore and left us alone. That's the feeling of 'desamor' in Spansh. Good poem Kay. Nèstor
Beautiful piece of writing Kay. Thanks for posting it.