The masked lover
Let me come to you in clandestine disguise,
like some Greek god did hide in clouds to gain some access
to some nymph, for the avoidance of unnecessary scandals,
checking people's talk and prejudicial rumours,
sanctifying life, consigning it to safety
to let no one in on it except the lover and his love.
So will I drape myself in cloaked invisibility
to visit you in hours without witnesses
and get away with it but leave you with our love contained
forever as a gift of unsurveyable longevity
and with a summary for life enriching it forever
but for us alone, since no one else knows
that we love each other. Let it be a secret
for eternity for our souls to mask them
and to make them recognizable more markedly
so that we always can continue our love
in glorious independence of all things that do not matter
in true love, such as mortality and incarnations,
time and lifetimes, bodies, age and any circumstances.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2006-10-07 at 12:16
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