22. Yours
You stole my heart,
but I did not object.
I let you steal it more than willingly,
so I suggest you keep it
safe, because I think it would be safe with you,
perhaps more safe than even with myself,
since it is better out of me
than burning out inside me
just for thee;
so it is yours
to blend with yours
in harmony of love
out of our minds.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2006-08-15 at 11:22
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