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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=423417" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Love's Loneliness</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">something<br>savoured<br>this loneliness<br>the week <br>you were gone<br>your absence<br>greeted by<br>the bali bamboo bell<br>by the door<br>this dusk<br>something taken<br>for granted <br>until it sang<br>your love<br>your warmth <br>that it caused<br>a tide in the heart<br>a flood of <br>contentment<br>ying yang pleasure<br>absence makes<br>the heart grow fonder<br>the moon too<br>peered down<br>this side of kitchen<br>as i washed the dish<br>the water swirling<br>in its light distilling <br>a loneliness<br>that inspired verses<br>this night i imagined myself<br>on a ship that sailed <br>off to a land where<br>love abound, you around<br> - that you were <br>just just inches away<br>that cold patch<br>of bed that i left untouched</div><div style="margin:10px 0">inspired by</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Love's Loneliness <br>Old fathers, great-grandfathers, <br>Rise as kindred should. <br>If ever lover's loneliness <br>Came where you stood, <br>Pray that Heaven protect us <br>That protect your blood. <br>The mountain throws a shadow, <br>Thin is the moon's horn; <br>What did we remember <br>Under the ragged thorn? <br>Dread has followed longing, <br>And our hearts are torn. <br>William Butler Yeats</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Tiong+Chunghoo">John Tiong Chunghoo</a><div class=q>
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this loneliness
the week 
you were gone
your absence
greeted by
the bali bamboo bell
by the door
this dusk
something taken
for granted 
until it sang
your love
your warmth 
that it caused
a tide in the heart
a flood of 
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