<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=389934" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sunday Afternoons</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I sit at home<br>at my desk alone<br>as I used to do<br>on many sunday afternoons<br>when you came back to me,<br>your arms ached for me,<br>and your arms would close me in<br>though they smelled of other women.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I think of you<br>on Sunday afternoons.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Your sweet head would bow,<br>like a child somehow,<br>down to me -<br>and your hair and your eyes were wild.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We would embrace on the floor-<br>You see my back´s still sore.<br>You knew how easily I bruised,<br>It´s a soreness I would never lose.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I think of you<br>on Sunday afternoons.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Erica+Jong">Erica Jong</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=389934" data-title="Sunday Afternoons de Erica Jong" data-description="I sit at home at my desk alone as I used to do on many sunday afternoons when you came back to me, your arms ached for me, and your arms would close me in though they smelled of other women. I think of you on Sunday afternoons. Your sweet head w..."></div> </div> </div>

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