Some mysteries of love
The strangeness of love is that it can have no finish,
once you love, it never ends
but must be constant in continuation,
or it is not love.
It also must embrace not just your love
but everything she is and does,
her thoughts, considerations and creations,
since your love is that especial force
inspiring her to creativity.
Thus love spreads like the rings of water
never to dry up but always to continue
spreading further and expanding ever
to miraculously end to only start again,
a gracious circle ever coming back to you
for you to please yourself by starting it again.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2011-12-04 at 09:46
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