Falling dark angel
The blackness of your spirit
is its special beauty,
darkness charmingly becoming you
and adding to your irresistibility,
for in that gloomy darkness
there is depth and wisdom
almost without end and without bottom,
luring anyone to enter
and to stay without returning.
It looks dangerous but is the opposite,
and being used to it, you find it natural
and will not do without it.
So keep on descending, fallen angel,
ever to more gruesome depths,
and I will follow you
not as a slave bound to addiction
but as a lover with a grateful heart.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2010-10-05 at 23:15
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