Manifestation
My thoughts turn into you
as you are manifested in my dreams
in longing tenderest affection
raising our love in marvellous presence
from the ghosts of ruins of the past
to approaching imminent reunion
plunging us into a new life
of which we know nothing.
Maybe it is better that way,
guiding carefully each other
through the abysses of blindness
without knowing where we go.
All we do know is we have each other,
which should be enough for guidance
into any distant unknown future.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2008-06-19 at 18:27
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