Sentimentality
Where will it lead us,
this sentimentality
that drags us down into a bog of feelings
without end and without bottom,
where we perish drowning in our tears,
while at the same time heaven lifts us up
on eagle wings of golden love
unto the realm of infinite felicity
on flights of starlit magic of eternity.
No wonder I get so completely sentimental over you
since I find no way out of this predicament
of stuck in bogs and lost in heaven
except by just giving in to you.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2007-05-04 at 10:03
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