52. Without or with no mortal ties
The more I am alone, the less I am alone,
because there's always you,
like someone to watch over me in darkness,
like someone's company that never fails,
like some continuous dream in permanence,
that constantly remains a witchcraft
as protecting talisman and guardian angel.
Let me be your guardian angel from some distance
like you are to me, so that our permanence
remain constructive, like a marriage
but without or with no mortal ties.
Thus have I expressed our strange agreement
beyond words, without control and out of order
so that nothing in the world can keep us down to earth.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2006-08-26 at 14:19
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