No doubt about it
Don't ask me who my love is.
It's enough that she herself can feel it,
be aware that no one else is meant
and that my loyalty endures
in constant faithfulness for her alone,
and thus it's futile that I name her.
Love's sincerity is unmistakable
and always felt at heart
unnecessary of expression –
language, vows and promises will not suffice,
and no protesting can be more convincing.
Rest assured, my love,
that I will never with a word betray you,
since there can be no impediment
of any limiting or mortal kind
to my unquenchable sincerity
of purest constancy of love of you.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Editors' choiceWritten on 2009-04-29 at 16:40
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