127. Old souls meet again
One might almost say you are the best thing that has happened to me.
This is wondrous strange considering your poverty,
in view of that I never was myself a rich man
nor had anything to offer you except my poverty.
But we are two old souls that must have known each other long
before we knew each other or were even born,
like as if our reunion in this life
awakened us to find ourselves alive once more
after a loss of life for many centuries.
My Indian princess – or are you Arabian?
Anyway, you certainly are not of this world,
just as little as I am myself,
but we have found each other
and can thus create a new world.
That's a challenge irresistible,
and I would gladly try if you are with me.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2006-08-29 at 10:12
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