The mask
You veil yourself in most mysterious disguises
as you enter prying into love
in masks that not just hide your face away
but even all your personality,
neutralizing and dissolving all your sex
to give full entry to your overwhelming love
that flows so generously without end,
so as to raise suspicions
as to who you really are.
Perhaps it's better not to know it
but to be content with your unfathomableness
which in its unidentifiable disguises
is the perfected manifested mystery of love.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2009-10-02 at 09:50
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