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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=365587" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Touch Upon the Shoulder of my Fears</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A love was born on Hallows Eve<br>A love that did naught but ignite the teasing of the girl <br>For whom I had longed to please for so long yet had never found the opportunity<br>Nor had I ever been granted access to slip between the thighs of a girl<br>Within whose eyes I was so sure I would find skies painted a deeper blue.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She remembers not offering up her self to me freely<br>Asking me to take her in my arms whilst in the next room awaited the girl<br>To whom one kiss would do the most harm. She awaited whilst I conversed<br>With what seemed alike the ghost of ancient loves incarnate.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now in offering yourself to my taking I am naught but making concrete<br>The mould of my setting – In doing so I am perhaps forgetting the longing I have known – but know that faithfully I belong to the girl who knows nothing of the arrangement of souls I find myself within. In turning away from the offering of the girl for whom I had shed tears for many years – I saw death touch upon the shoulder of my fears and lead them by there ears away, beckoning he came reckoning with the judgement of the hourglass as his only sense of duty.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Lacey">David Lacey</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=365587" data-title="Touch Upon the Shoulder of my Fears de David Lacey" data-description="A love was born on Hallows Eve A love that did naught but ignite the teasing of the girl For whom I had longed to please for so long yet had never found the opportunity Nor had I ever been granted access to slip between the thighs of a girl Withi..."></div> </div> </div>
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