<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=483893" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>296</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">This love of mine<br>That you always doubt<br>Despite the passion<br>We always have, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is not always strong<br>To keep you warm<br>Of course, you soon<br>Will grow cold as ice<br>In my hand and so soon<br>You shall melt like<br>Water slipping through<br>My fingers, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am ready for this<br>I have kept the other<br>Hand warm to hold<br>My other hand when<br>The night gets<br>Colder and you are<br>No longer there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</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=483893" data-title="296 de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="This love of mine That you always doubt Despite the passion We always have, Is not always strong To keep you warm Of course, you soon Will grow cold as ice In my hand and so soon You shall melt like Water slipping through My fingers, I am read..."></div> </div> </div>

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