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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=476649" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I Remember Loving You</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I remember loving you.<br>You turned my heart into a koan I haven't cracked yet. <br>You were a muse of dark matter. <br>A Mayan phase of the moon <br>that kept your predictions to yourself. <br>You were the unified field theory <br>that made me feel I knew why I was here. <br>That my abysmal ignorance <br>was the ore <br>of infinite enlightenments to come<br>each one a world of its own<br>we were free to start with each other. <br>I remember touching your skin <br>as if I were reaching out to a ghost <br>to see if it was real.<br>Even now after all these years <br>I can recall the sensation <br>as if I were holding <br>a first folio edition of Shakespeare <br>that no one knew anything about. <br>A kind of preternatural reverence<br>for the profound and rare <br>so intense that whenever we were together<br>I was always in the presence <br>of something more than real.<br>I saw extraordinary beauty and power <br>in the most ordinary things you said and did. <br>My will wasn't so much <br>bent to yours <br>by force desire or cupidity <br>as made irrelevant.<br>And I remember being astonished <br>to see how little effect <br>gravity had around you. <br>How I bounced around <br>like a helium balloon <br>on the ceiling of any room you'd walk into. <br>How every time I saw you <br>I could feel my eyes evolve <br>to accommodate the vision<br>and see deeper into the dark. <br>You were such an intriguing planet <br>if I'd been Jupiter before I met you <br>I still would have gladly <br>abdicated from the solar system <br>just to be your orbiting telescope.<br>You were all those species of life <br>the Amazon keeps a secret. <br>Cures for diseases <br>I didn't even know I suffered from <br>until I met you. <br>You were the mystery made tangible. <br>You were the lightning insight that cracked the mirror.<br>You were the perennial avatar of woman<br>in every universe <br>that was worth returning to. <br>I remember seeing you in the late sixties <br>sitting in a windowsill <br>with nothing but a gun and slip on <br>as the song Spoonful by the Cream <br>blared out from the heavy hippie drug house <br>at the top of the hill <br>over the whole despairing neighbourhood<br>like an anthem and a challenge all in one. <br>You smiled like the Mona Lisa <br>with a midnight special <br>enigmatically bored with the adoration <br>you commanded from the blind <br>who'd never seen anyone like you before.<br>You looked at me like a silver bullet <br>but the silence was crucial <br>and I knew it wasn't time to go off.<br>Someone told me your name <br>as if they were trying to frame<br>a dangerous alias<br>but I knew you knew way back then<br>I could see through them <br>and the best way to be your friend<br>was to stay a stranger to the end. <br>Eight years later in the mid-seventies <br>I was invited to a field-party <br>that turned out to be <br>a snakekpit of holy rollers <br>baptizing the faithful with a dirty syringe<br>as they tied you naked to a stake <br>to burn you like a witch <br>because you were the most flammable woman in the room. <br>But I knew you were safe<br>because fire doesn't burn fire <br>water doesn't drown fire<br>and danger isn't afraid of itself <br>but I broke a few glass fangs <br>like toxic chandeliers <br>that had gone into a trance <br>just in case of an emergency<br>to cover your back <br>as the whole place went up in flames.<br>You said I guess you expect me to say thanks? <br>And I said no <br>I don't run trap lines<br>to lure my friends <br>into cages of gratitude.<br>Put your clothes back on.<br>I've got nothing you want right now.<br>And it was three years until I saw you again.<br>And it was then we connected like stars <br>in an occult constellation of two<br>and I made love to you <br>as if we were both on death row <br>for the same heresy at last.<br>You were the first <br>to reverse my spin <br>in a charged particle field <br>and show me that love isn't perfect <br>until the annihilation is rapturous. <br>And look at me now <br>wherever you are <br>laughing or in tears. <br>I've been singing in those flames for light years <br>and I haven't recanted yet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Patrick+White">Patrick White</a><div class=q>
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You turned my heart into a koan I haven't cracked yet. 
You were a muse of dark matter. 
A Mayan phase of the moon 
that kept your predictions to yourself. 
You were the unified field theory 
that made me feel I knew why I w..."></div>
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