<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=388973" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Tastes</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">i love the way<br>your memory tastes<br>on the tired lips</div><div style="margin:10px 0">of my doing, saying, <br>thinking, and living.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">leaving parts of<br>our loving<br>like tiny grains<br>of sand</div><div style="margin:10px 0">on the beach<br>of destiny!</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=388973" data-title="Tastes de Eric Cockrell" data-description="i love the way your memory tastes on the tired lips of my doing, saying, thinking, and living. leaving parts of our loving like tiny grains of sand on the beach of destiny!"></div> </div> </div>

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