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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=418171" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>song - Snow on the River (i)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was back when skies were bluer and hearts were worn on sleeves <br>I’d fallen for the first time, into love head over heels    <br>I might as well have carved my love upon the breaking waves  <br>It vanished in an instant but kept me as its slave   <br>	    <br>You were dancing in a discotheque behind old Eldon Street<br>The wars of love were almost done but kept us on our feet <br>I wore McKenzie’s tartan to the drumming of retreat  <br>I knew too well that one more touch would lead me to defeat</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Once I found your image traced on the surface of the Cree <br>You said I’ll marry you if you’ll drift with me to the sea  <br>I pledged my soul by wind and sun that I would never stray  <br>But you wouldn’t leave the river and, my love, I couldn’t stay  </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was long ago on Gibson Street and you were on my arm<br>In snowflakes falling on your hair outside the shishmahal<br>I saw forever in your eyes to music in your voice<br>Before I realised that I would have to make a choice</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the winter now I hear the waves calling out your name  <br>And through the Kirk of Inch I’ve chased your shadow to the gate  <br>I dream a face in photofit before me where I sit    <br>At last I think I recognise who the photo fits    </div><div style="margin:10px 0">You were hiding in a novel set beneath another sun<br>Two spinning moons were in the sky and you were on the run<br>You had the gift of prophecy and you'd bled the sacred cow<br>All your words flowed into mine but I can’t find you in them now</div><div style="margin:10px 0">From the Ice Rink bar down town once we watched the curlers play <br>They played just through the glass but might have been a world away <br>Your lips and thighs in passion’ s rush soon torched that winter’s nights <br>You would have been the one, love, if the choice had been just mine  </div><div style="margin:10px 0">You’re a river running under but sometimes you burst through<br>The locks and walls I’d raised against those moments lost in you<br>And sweep me through The Bridge of Sighs, through flames by Fairhurst Road <br>And still my words must fail you.............. in this humble ode</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jim+Hogg">Jim Hogg</a><div class=q>
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I’d fallen for the first time, into love head over heels    
I might as well have carved my love upon the breaking waves  
It vanished in an instant but kept me as its slave   
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