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My love is like a thousand stars
each beaming and conveying different aspects of our love,
each holding its own character and colour,
varying like the wave-lights of the sea
and flickering like the sunrays in it,
each containing a profound and mesmerizing mystery
of unknown depths unfathomable
and of stories whispered forth in unintelligible dreams
that never can be told, explained, but only listened to.
And every star of different aspects of our love
has its own solar system of immeasurable compass
of more planets with more life than can be counted,
each inviting to new worlds of vast discovery,
and thus, to our love there can not be an end.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2006-08-29 at 15:07
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132. My love is like a thousand stars
My love is like a thousand stars
each beaming and conveying different aspects of our love,
each holding its own character and colour,
varying like the wave-lights of the sea
and flickering like the sunrays in it,
each containing a profound and mesmerizing mystery
of unknown depths unfathomable
and of stories whispered forth in unintelligible dreams
that never can be told, explained, but only listened to.
And every star of different aspects of our love
has its own solar system of immeasurable compass
of more planets with more life than can be counted,
each inviting to new worlds of vast discovery,
and thus, to our love there can not be an end.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
Read 859 times
Written on 2006-08-29 at 15:07
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