<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=427182" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Porno Star</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Like Brahmas moving mountains<br>Mozart in love<br>Shelley writes the West Wind<br>Hemingway with a shotgun<br>We move like the careless wind<br>We swoon all the proletariat Goddesses<br>Magnificent obsessions<br>The storm is just a prelude<br>I lay you daily<br>Put your perfume on<br>The hour of our death<br>Bergman on his Island<br>She has no one except her dear old mom<br>Your lovers are statues<br>Saints of the fallen world</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Every time I use you I cry<br>Every time you get used you lie</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My darling the redeemed see beauty<br>How long have you worn a ring without love? <br>How long have we despised ourselves? <br>All dressed for the moon<br>Dogmatic lovers<br>Resignation masked by devotion<br>Maybe we quit a long time ago<br>The kingdom is within<br>Wash the inside of the cup</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She tells me she will lay at my side<br>Now the sex is gone<br>Our little partnership in the throes<br>Elegy like a sunken ship<br>Fear decorates itself like a porno star<br>Hey! We still have the internet<br>Memories as hollow as pretense<br>I feel sorry for the entire planet<br>Especially the lonely porno star<br>It is what it is</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Courage is the ability to change</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Joseph+Narusiewicz">Joseph Narusiewicz</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=427182" data-title="Porno Star de Joseph Narusiewicz" data-description="Like Brahmas moving mountains Mozart in love Shelley writes the West Wind Hemingway with a shotgun We move like the careless wind We swoon all the proletariat Goddesses Magnificent obsessions The storm is just a prelude I lay you daily Put your pe..."></div> </div> </div>

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