<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=472939" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In My Thoughts</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">You were in my thoughts as I lay sleeping<br>and I imagined you were in the room.<br>I knew very well that I was dreaming, <br>because you worked in the afternoon.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nevertheless, I felt you touch the bed<br>with your leg as you passed by.<br>At the same time you hid your face, <br>but I could swear I heard you cry.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In my sleep I asked why you were crying, <br>and you turned with no trace of a tear.<br>You smiled and told me to go back to sleep<br>and have sweet dreams of having you near.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I continued to have erotic dreams about you <br>and how we made love night and day.<br>A cool breeze blew the curtain over your face<br>and it seemed to take you away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The land line telephone rang and woke me, <br>and I immediately thought it was you.<br>I was so pleased to hear your voice, <br>but crying was all you could do.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The phone went to a maddening dial tone, <br>for some reason we were cut off.<br>I thought you may have run out of change, <br>or maybe you were just having a laugh.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> I waited by the phone for you to ring again, <br>but for some reason you never did.<br>The police contacted me moments later saying<br>you had been killed by a hit and run kid.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Orlando+Belo">Orlando Belo</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=472939" data-title="In My Thoughts de Orlando Belo" data-description="You were in my thoughts as I lay sleeping and I imagined you were in the room. I knew very well that I was dreaming, because you worked in the afternoon. Nevertheless, I felt you touch the bed with your leg as you passed by. At the same time you..."></div> </div> </div>

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