The mystery of love
The mystery of love has once again explodedloaded with an abyss and a universe of wonder
of considerations, thoughts and broodings
without end because of their intrinsic nature
of a mystery that can't be solved,
as it grows only deeper the more you investigate it,
like a fascinating image in a mirror
which reflects itself too clearly in another mirror
multiplying and prolonging the strange show
of what you do not even know if it is a beginning,
a fulfillment of an old unfinished story,
a strange peril of a new entrapment
or another chance to finally make something of your life.
I cannot judge it or assess it, what it means,
and must accept to stand here groping in the dark,
while there at least is one thing that's for certain:
that I love you. Maybe that is all I need to know.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2015-10-11 at 23:53
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