The constant heartbreak risk
I would gladly sacrifice my life for you.
The problem is, I have no life to sacrifice.
It belongs to others, to all those
I owe my passion and responsibility,
which I am too absorbed by and engaged in
to be able ever to let go,
and you are simply one of them.
My heart belongs to you, though,
and there is but one and only one it can belong to,
so that is your privilege, which no one else can claim.
I have no life, I have no time, no leisure and no peace,
I share my whirlwind of activities with the whole world,
but I do have a heart,
and it belongs to you.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2007-05-29 at 19:48
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