Restored passion
In troubled times you search for a relief,
and sometimes there is nothing there but hopelessness,
but suddenly there is a cloudburst,
and a ray of light breaks up the desperation,
as you find an old love there again all of a sudden
and a hope at least for a return of passion
and a necessary rehabilitation of your losses.
You were always there to stand me by
and never to desert me as a guardian angel,
although you have been much more at risk
and faced unutterable dire straits
in order only to survive,
while I was always relatively lucky.
Still I need you more perhaps than I would need myself,
since I am fraught with the obsession of my worries,
risking to get drowned in them,
while there is only you for my relief.
It's getting harder and more difficult
with the advancing years of constantly increasing turmoil,
but as long as you are there and waiting for me
I will always have at least someone to love
with something of a hope in spite of all for my redemption.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2018-09-04 at 01:18
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