<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471261" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>For Sybella</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the blind corner of a slope<br>Mellifluously painted by her lips<br>And the crow claws clinging<br>Into the vividness of her orbits<br>Was a clandestine damsel<br>With lithe hands that dangles<br>Lifelessly for a valiant knight<br>To fill in the vacant spaces<br>Of the latticing jocund events<br>And the silence spoke of so many things<br>Like the yawning of her ocean's tides<br>Calling in an esoteric plea<br>For somebody to arrive naked<br>From a face, a name, <br>A myriad of promises, <br>But a soul made of amber and warmth<br>Holding a key to the ethereal<br>Impasse of consistent forever.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the corners of her rooms, <br>Weaving a blanket with yarns<br>To fondle and embrace<br>The crying maudlin in the nights<br>Of vying for the rise of the sun<br>Ornately entangling the strings<br>And it pulled back to ail<br>Tightly in her skin of snow<br>Melting in the ubiquitous summer<br>But never losing its mistral curse, <br>Extemporizing gaiety and anguish<br>To people with cellars for ears<br>And thieves for hearts<br>Touching the emptiness<br>From the belly to the heart<br>And gorging it with abandonment, <br>Fueling resentment.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sybella, the lady of secrets<br>Have you heard the sun singing<br>For the warm flight of canaries? <br>Is it futile? <br>Do not fall in blind rile.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Norman+Santos">Norman Santos</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=471261" data-title="For Sybella de Norman Santos" data-description="In the blind corner of a slope Mellifluously painted by her lips And the crow claws clinging Into the vividness of her orbits Was a clandestine damsel With lithe hands that dangles Lifelessly for a valiant knight To fill in the vacant spaces Of th..."></div> </div> </div>

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