The Hell of Paradise
Love is longer than eternity
but all too brief a moment
of a second's bliss,
when you would want to stay forever
with your love and never leave her,
whereupon you must depart
on all too short a notice –
there is never any union without separation.
Still you enter her and want to stay there
to enjoy forever, but it is a prison
which you must get out of to your freedom –
there is never any love without entanglement,
imprisonment and bondage,
and to live with it at all you got to have your freedom.
Thus it is with love, extremest contrasts all the time,
a roller-coaster of incessant turbulence
that ever shifts dynamically from despair to ecstasy,
and there is only one thing certain about love –
it never can be boring.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2007-07-18 at 12:38
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