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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=397860" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Dreams [2]</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">As dreams go <br>I am again sitting in the windowsill<br>of our flat on the fourteenth floor<br>and below people rush by, small<br>like crawling ants<br>going to pleasure spots, restaurants<br>some to the movies<br>in the early evening hours.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Music plays from that sound system<br>build into the wall in the lounge, <br>turned up so loud, that even <br>the people below in the street<br>can hear every sound and word<br>and it’s alright as in dreams<br>you cannot disturb the neighbours<br>living above, beneath you and next door.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sun dies somewhere over the sea<br>and twilight has its own romantic innocence<br>and just now, you will be rushing in<br>part of the pleasure of living<br>with a smile like a bright sun<br>enveloping your face</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and there’s a chilled bottle of JC Le Roux champagne<br>with two glasses next to me<br>and when I hear the front door open<br>I pop the cork and pour some in<br>and the breeze frizzles my short hair<br>and suddenly I am aware<br>that you are right there next to me<br>from the alluring smell of your perfume</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and our lips meet in a tender kiss<br>that is full of bliss<br>and with shiny eyes you take a glass from me<br>and its really okay and I know<br>that we are divorced, <br>but I am dreaming<br>and sometimes in reality<br>love doesn’t fade</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and above us the stars are full of magic<br>as if anything can happen<br>and we see one moving past<br>and I give you a passionate kiss</div><div style="margin:10px 0">but suddenly sunshine falls on my face<br>and the new day makes my dream<br>crumble to naught<br>and I am back at home<br>in a city, a thousand miles away from you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[Reference: Dreams by Lisa Zaran.]</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gert+Strydom">Gert Strydom</a><div class=q>
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I am again sitting in the windowsill
of our flat on the fourteenth floor
and below people rush by, small
like crawling ants
going to pleasure spots, restaurants
some to the movies
in the early evening hours.

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