The magic of our love
The magic of our love
is vulnerable as the purity of music,
sensitive as nerves strung high
like strings unto a bursting point
and oversensitive to any false disharmony
which is forbidden trespassing on purity,
which on the other hand, like beauty,
is its own reward – they go together,
beauty, purity and truth,
and must be kept, like music,
constantly high strung to make it sound.
As a reward we have these tunes and harmonies
of overwhelming beauty emanating into songs
of love with words of poetry
that will reward all lovers for their faith
with beauty that will never die
but keep rewarding faithful love
with its own life of everlasting somethingness
that really can not be defined
but is, as Dante said,
the love that makes all suns and stars
of all the universe go round.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2007-03-03 at 11:52
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