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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=418172" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>song - Snow on The River (ii)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I saw your eyes in pale blue lines you’d posted out of Oban<br>And breathlessly I kissed your words: all that I could hold then <br>But if I listen to the night I sometimes hear the chords<br>In the smoke that bends away from the fire of your words</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the Gallery at Kelvingrove I saw you on the wall<br>Your face in every picture-frame on both sides of the hall<br>And in your eyes, wild holiness; the kind I could believe<br>Like the waves that break upon the west coast of Tiree</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>I stopped a while at Flannan Isle for Christmas, eighty four<br>And found the dream that dreamers weave unravelled on the floor<br>The food was on the table still, but all the birds had flown<br>It was like you’d never been, as I stood there on my own</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And once by Chapelrossan house while you were sat beside me<br>On the wrong side of the white line, your eyes became the sea<br>The moon was full above Lang Rig, the trees were silver white<br>I was just your chaperone, and you my weakness for the night</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>It’s so long since I held you close it might have been a dream<br>Though all the moments we once shared still seem so real to me<br>I spent an evening in your house long after you were gone<br>But some part of you still lingers between the painted walls</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sometimes I see you strolling on the lane beside the White loch<br>Down where the ghosts of you and I once took themselves to walk<br>You’re always in the distance though I wait for you to close<br>Until geese curve down in darkness where water grasses grow</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>T’was on the isle of Islay heading westwards from Bridgend<br>The sun was on the ocean, and Kilmeny filled my head<br>I heard your voice by Loch Gorm side break through the veil of time<br>And it took me back to Glasgow when you were by my side</div><div style="margin:10px 0">On the High Row in Port Logan it was just a fleeting glance<br>That launched me back through time and space to where it all began<br>A simple village hall, where simple dreaming filled the air<br>But my love, I don’t know you now; tomorrow’s all we share</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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And breathlessly I kissed your words: all that I could hold then 
But if I listen to the night I sometimes hear the chords
In the smoke that bends away from the fire of your words

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