Eternal repetition
What else is there to tell you
than that I love you?
Let me repeat this phrase
like any nutty doting idiot
this like mantras rambling nonsense;
but to me, like unto him, it is dead serious
and therefore the more important
to just have it constantly incessantly repeated
with the same insistence as the rollıng waves
keep going on and on and on forever
for just the glory of it
ever growing in more furious energy
to sometimes make the ocean power greater
in tremendousness than any other,
if we only have our love for an exception.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2007-03-25 at 12:29
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