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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=473195" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Young Lovers</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I like sitting at this particular table in this lively Café <br>eating my cheese toastie and drinking black coffee. <br>At a nearby table, two lovers are kissing and making up, <br>but then after their last kiss they decided to disconnect <br>to take a deep drag from their shared cigarette <br>and to take a sip from their cooling coffee cup. <br>Placing the cigarette in the ash tray they cuddled back together <br>fitting like a glove with their arms around each other <br>totally preoccupied, giving no one else a second look. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">After several minutes of holding, kissing and whispering, <br>and the occasional passionate tongue in mouth sucking <br>it looked as though they were here for the rest of the day. <br>Suddenly her chair flew backwards, as she quickly stood up <br>rocking the table, which spilled the coffee from their cups <br>and the ashtray to hit the floor, as she pushed him away. <br>She then slapped his face and shouted at him in anger, <br>but he sat calm and collected, and said that he loved her, <br>and she had misunderstood what he was trying to say. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">With her hot temper cooling she decided to sit back down <br>and asked him a question, which caused her face to frown, <br>as he explained she dragged the chair closer to him again. <br>Picking up the fallen ashtray she listened to what he said <br>whilst others in the Café were drinking and being fed, <br>and outside it persistently poured with torrential rain. <br>She ordered two fresh coffees, with a deep sigh of regret <br>while he lit up another blue tipped cigarette, <br>which they both drew upon until none remained. <br>He held out his hands as they looked into each other’s eyes, <br>with a smile she touched his finger, as though to apologise <br>then dragged her chair closer and began kissing again. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I like sitting at this particular table in this lively Café <br>eating my cheese toastie and drinking black coffee <br>watching people fall out who later make up, <br>and it’s by no means unusual to see in this busy place <br>a few exchanged words followed by a slap across the face <br>and then a kiss and make up, over a fresh coffee cup.</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>
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At a nearby table, two lovers are kissing and making up, 
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