Perhaps It’s Only Love…

The emptiness of my glass is a reflection of me from the inside out…

Calling the senses aloud, as they sleep in deafening peace, I refill with another serving and say hello to the mirror, which greets with a frown and points at the years gone by, reminding me that nothing stays the same and emptiness always fills the best of us.


About Mauro Metallo

A Writer and Photographer equally at home in Italy and in Canada.

One response to “Perhaps It’s Only Love…”

  1. teo says :

    That is a lovely picture, Mauro 🙂 I’m so glad to stop by here after so long and see something great. I’ll reorganize my reader, so that I’ll not miss something awesome soon 🙂

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