As of oldWe knew each other then
but never reached each other
since there was another friend involved
who had the advantage over me
in actually possessing you,
whose right of way I could not spite
but had to acquiesce to ruling circumstances
and just make the best of it.
Time separated us for many years,
but still it is as if time never bothered us
but just preserved our flame in delicate obscurity
and safe protection for another opportunity,
which, as well known, eternity can always offer
in amazing faculty of miraculous inventiveness.
Our moment is not here and now
but is perennial in all time but now,
as if no temporary moment ever mattered
but eternity was always present.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2023-02-14 at 17:10
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