Time. Ephemeral friend. Traitorous lover. Master of doom.
life is but a fraction of immortality.
I want to seize the day, But it slips through my grasp.
Wrote a little while ago but I like it.....
a dissection of my favorite username, under.ephemeral.etoiles
A poem questioning the permanency of the world as it once was. Describing the beauty of the universe as ephemeral.