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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=448574" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Memory Love</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">She languishes there among my memories</div><div style="margin:10px 0">making fleeting and unexpected appearances; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">cupid's arrows still flying true</div><div style="margin:10px 0">to my heart stone; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">before I can look to see</div><div style="margin:10px 0">she is gone again, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">mixing in perfectly among other opaque</div><div style="margin:10px 0">things which live too inside my mind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She would lay sometimes in full view</div><div style="margin:10px 0">on her Cleopatra Sofa</div><div style="margin:10px 0">almost it seemed<br>reachable</div><div style="margin:10px 0">but no; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">my extended mental hand</div><div style="margin:10px 0">would reach<br>grasping only air</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and she is gone again-</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'm sure after feasting<br>on that perfect cantaloupe</div><div style="margin:10px 0">of my adoring glances.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She remains most times perfectly still</div><div style="margin:10px 0">for all memory is perfectly still<br> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and that is its curse-she never ages</div><div style="margin:10px 0">in my mind over the many years since</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I saw her last; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">while I have.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The tragic irony here is</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I have moved on and she remains</div><div style="margin:10px 0">living there pristine</div><div style="margin:10px 0">in that Memory World which I provide, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">my gift to her.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Perhaps actually seeing her</div><div style="margin:10px 0">would ruin things for she and I.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So I will keep her in her perfect world; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">it is the least I can do</div><div style="margin:10px 0">for my Old Perfect Love</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and hope too, that I<br>inhabit a similar place<br>in her mind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lonnie+Hicks">Lonnie Hicks</a><div class=q>
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making fleeting and unexpected appearances; 

cupid's arrows still flying true

to my heart stone; 

before I can look to see

she is gone again, 

mixing in perfectly among other opaque

things which live t..."></div>
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