Beyond love
How could you ever doubt me?
How could my sincere love give you such misgivings?
Was my honesty not honest quite enough,
was my sincerity too clouded in the shyness of sincerity,
were my deep feelings not profound enough to be convincing,
was my love not clear enough to be considerable
and as such be taken seriously?
But you see only deep into the soul and heart
for which the outward spoken language and appearances
do not mean anything compared to what you see inside;
and that is maybe ultimately my reward,
that you cared nothing for my courting
but the more for the endurance of my soul.
I should be grateful, then, that finally you found my soul
beyond all mountains of expressions of my love.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2007-06-19 at 13:08
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