<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=400839" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My luck was going first</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">My luck was going first</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Your face is a token of impiety for heavens' realms<br>And your form, a drosometer, counts my open arms</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ccorpus of the other worlds a false-key, to paradisos<br>decline of up-streams instinctive priorities to abyssos</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An deep inhale of perfume, inspired my auto-aesthesy<br>it was a God to expire me upon your spirit's ecstasy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Non bearing my uppish stand, forever strange of you<br>Supercilious, albeit absurd, expedite my morning dew</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My souls convection transmits on winds' caressing<br>languages of strange forms, expire years of sensing</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Excursions of my altered souls, latent worlds inside<br>Unequal destinies of, I refused, describing of Hades</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Knight of gallantry remains on stand, there to abide<br>Prime promises adjoin of souls, impetus on your side</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[Which was that name of yours, I never thought to ask<br>My luck was going first, on your land's soil to collapse]</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Giorgio+Veneto">Giorgio Veneto</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=400839" data-title="My luck was going first de Giorgio Veneto" data-description="My luck was going first Your face is a token of impiety for heavens' realms And your form, a drosometer, counts my open arms Ccorpus of the other worlds a false-key, to paradisos decline of up-streams instinctive priorities to abyssos An deep i..."></div> </div> </div>

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