Where's the problem, when there is no problem?
What's all the fuss about?
Just knock it off and let's be friends
for good or for worse but forever.
Who wants or needs a marriage?
Who cares about rings and riches,
what's the use of formalities,
who even needs sex or drugs or alcohol
when all we need is each other,
just to stand in touch and enjoy each other,
just the feeling of the presence of each other,
and everything else is superfluous.
All we need is love, and we have it,
so why make any fuss about it,
since that's the last thing that we need,
since we already have the only thing we need,
which simply is each other.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2007-04-29 at 20:21
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