<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=387956" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I Am.... (The Fingers Of Love)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">i am the fingers of love...<br>unlatching the door, <br>with silent determination.<br>unbuttoning your blouse, <br>tracing the line of your neck, <br>stroking your hidden fire.<br>playing the strings<br>of your heart's old guitar, <br>picking up the pen, <br>and lighting the match.<br>digging in the dirt<br>to plant your dreams, <br>wiping the tears from<br>the lines beneath your eyes.<br>trembling as they tie the bow, <br>and reach out to touch your casket.<br>aching with the torrent of passion, <br>and the years of love's remembrance!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Eric+Cockrell">Eric Cockrell</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=387956" data-title="I Am.... (The Fingers Of Love) de Eric Cockrell" data-description="i am the fingers of love... unlatching the door, with silent determination. unbuttoning your blouse, tracing the line of your neck, stroking your hidden fire. playing the strings of your heart's old guitar, picking up the pen, and lighting th..."></div> </div> </div>

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