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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=398635" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Kariba Lake</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Really happy, at the brink<br>of the big Kariba lake<br>like the great Livingstone, <br>we were pioneers <br>viewing that stretch of water<br>swallowing the river.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Growing up on farmsteads<br>we hand never seen<br>fresh water meeting the horizon<br>and falling into depths<br>like at the edge of the houseboat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Your blonde hair falling in waves<br>catching the sun in its sparkle, <br>blue eyes clearer that the deep blue sky, <br>face glowing with anticipation, <br>body tanned to mahogany brown, <br>firm breasts swelling <br>with every breath you took, <br>you looked like a goddess <br>at the face of creation.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Every pace measured to perfection<br>in movement still the gymnast<br>you danced on that deck<br>free in the fresh breeze<br>enjoying the sky, <br>the cool water<br>that made your nipples<br>hard and showing through<br>the white bikini top, <br>but on that deck<br>were only you and I<br>and we loved each other<br>as if there was going<br>to be no tomorrow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fishing rods with reels, <br>Hooks, lines and sinkers<br>found their way into the water<br>baited with earthworms, maize<br>and the cook’s secret dough<br>and we caught buckets full<br>of the biggest carp<br>that I have ever seen, <br>and you were in your element<br>and we were really alive<br>and that holiday<br>felt like being in paradise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Maybe the gods<br>were not happy with our offers, <br>or those lazy days<br>that at the time<br>seemed almost endless, <br>was given as a last goodbye.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We were hardly back<br>still on a high<br>of being really happy, <br>when your life was taken<br>snapped out in a split second<br>and the reality <br>of being human<br>pierced me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[Reference: To Minette, of whom there is just memories.]</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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of the big Kariba lake
like the great Livingstone, 
we were pioneers 
viewing that stretch of water
swallowing the river.

Growing up on farmsteads
we hand never seen
fresh water meeting the horizon
and falling into dept..."></div>
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