☆ Illustration of the Poem [ Artist ] Auguste Garufi
Ab Urbe Condita (2004)
My body is old but the desire is still young.
My heart bleeds the past and the day affects the night.
The drunkenness and love separate themselves from
my spirit, drunk with fear of the upcoming sleep.
Which exceeds the land of martyrs of seduction?
To my misfortune, I feel in me coming drought
My body is old but the desire is still young
Last night’s pallid moon kept awake by my clamors,
Gone mad throughout all the endless nights, my mind blurs
My body is old but the desire is still young!
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