Sometimes I wonder who you are
Sometimes I wonder who you are,since you are never quite definable.
You keep evading me, absconding into shadows,
as if you were apprehensive, fearing some contamination
either by yourself or for yourself,
but I could never fear a thing of you.
The more I love you, the more you retire,
as if you refused me your identity
or were afraid of making it knowledgeable at all.
So do departed spirits haunt the living,
still communicating but communicating vaguely,
as if fearful of their actual condition being known;
but you are here, alive and kicking,
and you are forever on my mind,
and that's what makes it so frustrating
never to attain and reach your actual personality.
It's like 'hide and seek', but I can never find you,
although you are manifestly there for sure,
but covered in a mystery, a cloak of darkness and invisibility,
as if my honest love and most sincere communication
only were allowable on purely an exclusive spiritual plane.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2013-01-20 at 13:40
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