145. Constancy
I send you constantly my love.
I don't know if you feel it,
but my constancy is well enough for me,
and I believe, as long as this my constancy is true,
you also with your intuition will be faithful
to the beauty of our union, this our friendship,
which must be considered something of a strange coincidence,
a kind of fortunate release from previous traumas
and a platform for the future to create and build on.
I feel our relationship is perfectly constructive,
we have never hurt each other yet,
and, as I said once previously, I don't think that we can.
So, what else is there to do but to continue
this persistently constructive glorious constancy?
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2006-08-31 at 12:44
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