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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=430863" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Song of the Wave XVII</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The strong shore is my beloved <br>And I am his sweetheart. <br>We are at last united by love, and <br>Then the moon draws me from him. <br>I go to him in haste and depart <br>Reluctantly, with many <br>Little farewells. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>I steal swiftly from behind the <br>Blue horizon to cast the silver of <br>My foam upon the gold of his sand, and <br>We blend in melted brilliance. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>I quench his thirst and submerge his <br>Heart; he softens my voice and subdues <br>My temper. <br>At dawn I recite the rules of love upon <br>His ears, and he embraces me longingly. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>At eventide I sing to him the song of <br>Hope, and then print smooth hisses upon <br>His face; I am swift and fearful, but he <br>Is quiet, patient, and thoughtful. His <br>Broad bosom soothes my restlessness. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>As the tide comes we caress each other, <br>When it withdraws, I drop to his feet in <br>Prayer. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Many times have I danced around mermaids <br>As they rose from the depths and rested <br>Upon my crest to watch the stars; <br>Many times have I heard lovers complain <br>Of their smallness, and I helped them to sigh. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Many times have I teased the great rocks <br>And fondled them with a smile, but never <br>Have I received laughter from them; <br>Many times have I lifted drowning souls <br>And carried them tenderly to my beloved <br>Shore. He gives them strength as he <br>Takes mine. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Many times have I stolen gems from the <br>Depths and presented them to my beloved <br>Shore. He takes them in silence, but still <br>I give fro he welcomes me ever. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>In the heaviness of night, when all <br>Creatures seek the ghost of Slumber, I <br>Sit up, singing at one time and sighing <br>At another. I am awake always. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Alas! Sleeplessness has weakened me! <br>But I am a lover, and the truth of love <br>Is strong. <br>I may be weary, but I shall never die.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Khalil+Gibran">Khalil Gibran</a><div class=q>
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And I am his sweetheart. 
We are at last united by love, and 
Then the moon draws me from him. 
I go to him in haste and depart 
Reluctantly, with many 
Little farewells. 


I steal swiftly from behind the 
Blue hor..."></div>
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