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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=346881" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Butterfly of the Night</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">suspended in the mid-air, waiting to catch my <br>bedside snoring, sensing but not responding a little<br>bit focusing of the shadow of the night, laying in<br>my mat with a thin fellow in my leg</div><div style="margin:10px 0">wondering takes me there to the mystic ecstasy <br>of Parousia, a never ending experience of joy, the <br>narcissism of my youth laundering my inner most <br>feeling of solitude, the beginning of no where of the<br>answer, as the night begin to settle down in my <br>most unconventional deep sleep of the mid-dream<br>beside a wonderful lady of my moment of a time</div><div style="margin:10px 0">a distinction of happiness wonders my soul to <br>take another step, listening only to the command of <br>the whisper of the heart, the night becomes a day to<br>remember that you're there in my side, waiting <br>patiently, to make me glad of the harmony, as we<br>touch all the night, taking me to the longering <br>harmonic harp and i will be there to end my feeling <br>of tranquility, leaves me all behind that makes me <br>imprison to your command, i will be there to stay <br>with you my dear one</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you come in the middle of nuance moment and<br>leave me so quickly, my heart has started to obey, the<br>meaning of your breath in my hand, pushing me to <br>stop in the islets of every journey is just like as a puff, <br>make all those dream, remembrance of what was <br>yesterday when you came in my awesome moment of <br>the night</div><div style="margin:10px 0">wake me up; darling my heart knows that I can’t <br>just open my heart and my soul calls me to wane up <br>everything that close my eyes in your loving spirit of<br>forgiveness</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Antonio+Liao">Antonio Liao</a><div class=q>
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