<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=461665" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Pigeon</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I've picked up your name from the floor<br>and held it for long on the palm of my hand<br>watching it gently peck its lines<br>until there remained nothing not a single crumb<br>and your name well fed slept for a while<br>in lines of death in lines of life<br>in lines of the head and lines of the heart<br>in intricate patterns that sealed me for too long</div><div style="margin:10px 0">there was a lullaby I wanted to sing<br>but I was not able to open my mouth<br>for fear you'll wake up and disappear<br>and I promised myself I would never dropp you again</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Miroslava+Odalovic">Miroslava Odalovic</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=461665" data-title="A Pigeon de Miroslava Odalovic" data-description="I've picked up your name from the floor and held it for long on the palm of my hand watching it gently peck its lines until there remained nothing not a single crumb and your name well fed slept for a while in lines of death in lines of life in li..."></div> </div> </div>

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