In the sky
My love is freer than the blue sky
and a darker menace than the midnight sky
but is as true as any sky
that constantly remains up there
and shows as much fidelity as any weather
changing constantly but being always there
to dream of and extol like any ideal ecstasy
to worship and remain in service of with gratitude
forever, – if it only would be possible.
But you are always there, I know it,
waiting for me, ready for me,
with as much delight and charm
as any love could ever dream of;
and so shall I love you
as turbulently as the weather ever changes
but interminably with a cosmic passion
fit to fill the universe with more delightful sunshine
than could ever be produced by any supernova
banging off in indefatigably limitless expansion.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2006-10-12 at 00:50
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