<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=454173" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Meaning Of Our Love (Villanelle)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Maybe we cou'dn't understand the meanin' of our love or so, <br>Maybe we cou'dn't find each other in our world of two and <br>Love itself ceased to be, 'cause it had no sense o' self to glow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or maybe love made sense for both of us, but we didn't let it flow, <br>E'en we could let it flow, but we didn't give it a chance, thinkin' that<br>Maybe we cou'dn't understand the meanin' of our love or so.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Maybe the senses of our love were intermingled and we didn't know, <br>But we knew it, when we touched our angry bodies, we knew that<br>Love itself ceased to be, 'cause it had no sense o' self to glow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then, we could find our madness o' love as a big bubble growin' to blow, <br>A kind of madness that makes you be a drinker of your own delusions and<br>Maybe we cou'dn't understand the meanin' of our love or so.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">But we understood the dyin' meanin' of those delusions in our life show.<br>They've been irreversibly dissolved into sorrow, until we're separated.<br>Love itself ceased to be, 'cause it had no sense o' self to glow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Now, when we drive with time machine on the true age o' the snow, <br>‘Tis too late to find each other in our world of two, e'en we tried it and<br>Maybe we cou'dn't understand the meanin' of our love or so, <br>Love itself ceased to be, 'cause it had no sense o' self to glow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Marieta+Maglas">Marieta Maglas</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=454173" data-title="The Meaning Of Our Love (Villanelle) de Marieta Maglas" data-description="Maybe we cou'dn't understand the meanin' of our love or so, Maybe we cou'dn't find each other in our world of two and Love itself ceased to be, 'cause it had no sense o' self to glow. Or maybe love made sense for both of us, but we didn't let..."></div> </div> </div>

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