Crisis
You never cease to gloriously seduce me
only by your mere existence,
which is irresistible to infinite extension,
turning me invariably most rapturously on
to never evermore leave you in peace,
as you are impregnated in my being
to remain there stuck in love forever,
and I simply can't object
but rather wallow in the mere existence of it,
as you ever are reborn again,
my constant love, with new seductions.
Let it thus remain
and gloriously go on forever,
our vainglorious sparkling everlasting love,
a Phoenix in miraculous variation,
ever stuck in crisis to get ever born anew.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2008-05-31 at 12:26
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