When I dream of you
When I dream of you
with such a sweetness
of nostalgia and bitter memories
of loss and how we never got a chance,
the timelessness of our love
just makes it more enduring
and more live than even in our youth,
as if our love, in spite of decades of departure,
just kept growing anyway
in beauty and maturity
to never fail but rather spite
all mundane limitations and dimensions;
which for certain proves,
that love is something else and something more
than just a part of general mortality.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2007-09-06 at 10:47
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