Donkey's love
As I wander at a loss
bemazed at your serenity of beauty,
I just wonder who you are,
so carefully wrapped up in pride
and hidden behind veils,
that might indeed be seven,
of unsuperable walls
to that beleaguered heart
of paramount desirability,
since everyone is yearning
for that heart of secrets in your charm,
that beauty which no one can fathom
but is there in hopeless palpability
like some consummate provocation.
I am powerless against my love
that keeps enforcing me
to go on overstraining
indefatigably for your sake.
Just never leave my prospect,
sweetest golden carrot.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2009-01-27 at 19:35
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