<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=389581" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>What We Call Love...</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">what we call love...<br>sands trickling through<br>an hourglass, <br>on a bare table, <br>in an empty room.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">what we desire...<br>total and reckless<br>abandon, <br>drenched in touch! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">what stands between us...<br>the tight grip of your hands<br>on your bags!</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=389581" data-title="What We Call Love... de Eric Cockrell" data-description="what we call love... sands trickling through an hourglass, on a bare table, in an empty room. what we desire... total and reckless abandon, drenched in touch! what stands between us... the tight grip of your hands on your bags!"></div> </div> </div>

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