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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471702" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>We Are The Tides</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sickle moon buoys and consigns<br>With the ruse to pilfer our times<br>And in her diffident graze I tarry<br>As somnolence fell upon the quietude; <br>A torpor for the slumbering disquietude<br>Anticipate I shan't heave, yet<br>The fear of heart halt cannot<br>For when I decanted myself unto you<br>And you inundated unto me, <br>We swelled like surging seas<br>Engulfing the fast waning moon<br>And there was infinitude in deluge<br>For the first long time I can reckon<br>And this expanse is a debauchery<br>Of the infinity that is a dream—<br>You are present yet remote<br>Far from my vehement desires<br>And yearnings, I wish to be<br>An arduous flaming sea—<br>A dreamy montage I wrought</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For every phase of Luna's cheek<br>A time departs in the sans<br>And the strident sea grew calm<br>Yielding the terrors in our palms<br>Soon it will weigh us down<br>And our weary arms will fall<br>Catch no more, watch no more<br>Forgetting the basin we bore<br>Whilst the other drown<br>In the ebbs of his own sea<br>A devouring tide <br>Desolated in a phantom dance<br>Without a place to ferry</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Without you I am smaller, <br>Denser, lesser, incomplete: <br>A dying eddy in a vast sea<br>Struggling in futility <br>To discover you as I scull<br>Deeply, heavily, <br>In sodden reveries.</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>
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With the ruse to pilfer our times
And in her diffident graze I tarry
As somnolence fell upon the quietude; 
A torpor for the slumbering disquietude
Anticipate I shan't heave, yet
The fear of heart halt cannot
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