We are intertwined,
two personalities in one,
two lives united to one destiny,
a hotter union than a marriage,
since you are everything I ever loved
although you are my contrary,
we are completely uncombinable
and therefore so inseparable.
In our nightly orgies
there is more pain and suffering
than revelries of pleasure,
love claiming more than ordinary heartaches,
but those heartbreaks fuse us even harder
in the union of our sin together,
and so are we one but cleft in twain.
The one insurance of our Via Crucis
is that anyone is free to leave at any time,
and that's the last thing any one of us can do.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2010-07-21 at 09:51
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