Gennaio: la rubrica del poeta, “Per voi il mio..”

Aforism:
War? A War’s God

Thought:

Time was the clock separeted between
two numbers.
Time was the sun.
Time was something unread
Time was something unsaid
Time was meaningless unless
your love.
I can swear by a wild and white horse
I can, I can a lot of things
If you like.