Adjustment
When love knocks on your door
you don't ask who it is,
but you just open doors and windows wide,
you can't do otherwise,
since you can not afford to let it go
and let it fly away from you once more
like it has done so many times before.
You open up your heart and soul
as wide as possible
and hope your guest will thus be comfortable
until she must leave again for other loves.
You only have her while you love her,
and when she turns other ways,
the only thing to do is to look out
for love in other ways.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2009-03-11 at 10:01
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