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A dual chord

How does it technically work,
our telepathic love,
since I so well feel all the warmth of your heart
although you are so far away
and even alienated and beleaguered
by this separating fate of unacceptable absurdity?
Is it so simple, that my kindest thoughts of you
must raise the same for me in you,
and is that how it works for everyone, then,
generally? Or is this reserved for lovers,
like some kind of metaphysical extraordinary
mechanism of spiritual vibrations?
We are out here in deep waters,
and they constantly grow deeper
as we wade out more profoundly
into darkness of experimental weirdness,
but there certainly is something to it.
Logically I would long ago have ceased to love you
if that absence of our intercourse was not replaced
by this most strange and tender mutual chord
reverberating through the universe
in transcendentally seducing music
far too subtle to at all be sensually perceived.
But since that string binds us together,
let us so remain together in perpetual dualism
of musically overwhelming beauty
totally unheard of but at least
completely understood by us.

Poetry by Christian Lanciai