Yet another delirium
Being drunk with you is worse than being drunk with wine,
or better, being more profound and lasting an intoxication
for which no cure is in sight, no rehabilitation,
no relief, no solace and no peace,
the wonderful delirium going on incessantly
like on some ride on ever higher mountains;
so that nothing will appear more fearful
than one morning wake up sober to reality
and find the ecstasy reduced to nothing
replaced with boring humdrum nothingness.
This must lead to the undeniable conclusion,
that there is no drunkenness, delirium or intoxication
that is not appropriate and totally excused
if only it adds wings and force to your eternal flight of love.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2007-03-29 at 22:21
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