One night of love
Was it wrong of us to be so fond together
in our wallowing in perfect freedom
just for one time's sake
in spite of all the circumstances,
that compelled us to restrictions
and forbade our love?
Was it wrong to shamefully freak out
in ecstasy and gross delirium
leaving altogether all reality
in a voluptuous consummation
of a feast of beauty
in exaggerated emphasis of brute desire?
Was it wrong to just for once be happy,
leaving all behind, escaping into freedom
in exhilaration of a perfect mutual egoism?
I am afraid we were not very moral
in our night of freedom,
but in all the perfect vice of it
I am quite sure that it was better
than the humdrum sordidness of all alternatives.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2008-02-11 at 09:53
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