88. An intimate whisper
The beauty of the wind
that blows our kisses across deserts
to spite all distances that separate us
manage to conserve the freshness
of the tender wishes of our minds
and embalm those sacred kisses
in safe envelopes of sovereign protection
against any interference of profanity
to intercept the messages of our thoughts
to halt them on this way between ourselves
to settle after wayward journeys
in our hearts to there keep warm
and safe for maintenance and custody
in vivid preservation for eternity.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2006-08-27 at 20:03
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