All at sea

 

The labyrinth of our love
is without end,
and the entrance is long since gone,
there never was a way back,
only forwards
to an unknown destination,
and it is constantly more difficult
to find our way
and any orientation.
It’s the endless sea
where all the coasts have long since disappeared,
and we are sailing freely and at random
with our eye glued to a visible and yet invisible horizon,
and the only certain thing about our voyage
is that this immensity of terrible unfathomableness
is all of love and inextinguishable.
We are comfortable therefore,
unable to sink and drown,
since we long since
are drowned and overwhelmed and sunk already.

 

© aurelio 2020
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