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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=400447" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Your love is wicked (parody)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">(with apology to Koos A. Kombuis) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When you are crying<br>I want to strive<br>to be in your shadow<br>to feel the pain in everything, <br>every morning when I rise<br>I stumble over my bed<br>and chest of drawers <br>and when I have nausea from drinking</div><div style="margin:10px 0">then I only want to eat<br>when you are with me, <br>at times I want to taste you <br>like wild berries<br>and even in my dark moods<br>I want to fall<br>deep into you</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I want to make you stop<br>when you whisper <br>about the words<br>of evil sailors<br>and I want to go along<br>when you walk the streets<br>as a part of your neuroses</div><div style="margin:10px 0">your favour is almost honourable<br>and totally unrestrained<br>your honour is without guilt<br>blinded by sin, <br>blinded without comfort, <br>blinded from love<br>and totally immoral</div><div style="margin:10px 0">yesterday just like you<br>I went astray<br>in your urges<br>for a long time<br>with a lot of skeletons<br>without any phobias<br>or songs</div><div style="margin:10px 0">it teems with LSD<br>and you tell<br>without asking<br>and the message that I am getting, <br>is that you are<br>a sweet mother in Africa</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I curse<br>at every sign<br>of another guy<br>that fits over you, <br>I curse <br>just now<br>when I was shaking</div><div style="margin:10px 0">your favour is almost honourable<br>and totally unrestrained<br>your honour is without guilt<br>blinded by sin, <br>blinded without comfort, <br>blinded from love<br>and totally immoral</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It’s a sweet-berry daybreak<br>that is happening while we are together<br>its cry out upon cry out<br>without any point in mind<br>and why the hell<br>are you going home<br>while immorality eats you up? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I want to show you pain<br>deep in my heart<br>but you have got to wait<br>and nobody else<br>may hold onto you, <br>the old guy is upon you<br>with your applause<br>but he’s not holding <br>unto your buttocks</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I want to make you stop<br>when you whisper <br>about the words<br>of evil sailors<br>and I want to go along<br>when you walk the streets<br>as a part of your neuroses</div><div style="margin:10px 0">your favour is almost honourable<br>and totally unrestrained<br>your honour is without guilt<br>blinded by sin, <br>blinded without comfort, <br>blinded from love<br>and totally immoral.</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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When you are crying
I want to strive
to be in your shadow
to feel the pain in everything, 
every morning when I rise
I stumble over my bed
and chest of drawers 
and when I have nausea from drinking

then I only ..."></div>
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