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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=448740" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Bed</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was never comfortable with the bed; <br>for you it was your nest, your reading space<br>your communication couch to speak<br>with your friends; <br>your snack bar, your dream site; <br>sometimes your crying place and exhaustion module<br>or your chosen place to retreat from the world; <br>your boudoir, the stage you used to seduce me<br>when I wanted you.<br>And I did.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But the bed had so many emotions in it<br>so much history there for you<br>while I had none of these vignettes<br>to recommend.<br>I made love there<br>you cuddled there<br>I slept there<br>you lived one third of your life there<br>I never eat in bed<br>you dine often there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I fall asleep on the bed<br>you dream in bed<br>I never cry in bed<br>you wept into the pillows there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So it cannot be that us men <br>and you women really come together there; <br>it is the kitchen instead.<br>Stomachs meet with greater understanding<br>when we dine than when we sleep<br>in that square<br>we call the bed<br>where I think the sleep is always<br>uneasy there<br>for me.<br>Humm the bed is where I park my head<br>for you <br>it is where you bare your heart<br>and sooth your soul.</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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