The eternal return
When first I saw you
I could not believe
it really was the sight I saw
of you again, appearing
out of nowhere
like a revelation;
but it was much too incredible
not to be absolutely true:
you always come again
returning with new freshness of your love
to totally engulf me in your warmth and beauty
so unfathomably overwhelming
in the all too lovely fact
of merely your existence.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2008-04-03 at 16:45
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