Clouds in a cold weather
My love can never sober up
but still can only work as sober.
Our greatest lover has abruptly been bereft us,
but still, love has to remain,
and being gone, it still has to go on.
No matter how much I do love you,
I can never reach you,
and each moment when I have you,
I am only losing you,
your breath is failing you,
and I am at a loss
for all the irresistibility of our love
that never seems to be allowed us.
Summer's getting cold by icy winds,
and clouds obscure the sun
that never is allowed to warmly shine on us.
But what can we do,
when love so cruelly is so consistently denied us?
There is only one thing we can do,
which we must do and never can stop doing,
which is just to go on loving
and to love the more in spite of all.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2008-05-18 at 10:01
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