<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=486207" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>back to the emptiness that God can only fill....</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">it always begins with <br>the face, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">arms, then the body, <br>then back</div><div style="margin:10px 0">to the lips again, <br>deeper</div><div style="margin:10px 0">into the tongue<br>and even</div><div style="margin:10px 0">to the throat<br>wishing to touch</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the heart which<br>takes</div><div style="margin:10px 0">so much effort of<br>your soul</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you rush back to<br>the toes</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and nape and<br>back</div><div style="margin:10px 0">all these, triggered<br>by that unseen </div><div style="margin:10px 0">force of love, <br>which slips despite</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the force of ten <br>fingers</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the neurons fail<br>and the lapses</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>begin, you compromise<br>with the</div><div style="margin:10px 0">outburst and you <br>stop</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>thinking once again<br>the mystery </div><div style="margin:10px 0">of that x that <br>can never be captured</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>and so back to<br>emptiness again</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>that God can <br>only fill.</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=486207" data-title="Back to the emptiness that God can only fill.... de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="it always begins with the face, arms, then the body, then back to the lips again, deeper into the tongue and even to the throat wishing to touch the heart which takes so much effort of your soul you rush back to the toes and nape and b..."></div> </div> </div>

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