<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=488034" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>for R. from Emma</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">it is you in handcuffs, you claim to be, <br>not your body, you're in for something borrowed, <br>as we all are, <br>you do not sell<br>to me what you have, a body, a soul, a mind<br>in trichotomy, <br>i have much of these already, and i do not mind<br>getting into these all again, <br>your body, my body, without the mind and soul<br>it is possible<br>i did it and shall do it<br>over and over again<br>for i learn no lesson from anything<br>neither from anybody<br>nor any book</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i shall set you free from handcuffs, and have me handcuffed<br>instead, <br>in return by & of your hands<br>and arms<br>i will not kiss you, you will be surprised<br>i will not even hold you, you will be appalled<br>i simply want to be a black bird perching on your<br>shoulders as branches to a tree<br>in my mind, <br>and then you see me flying away, <br>no drama, just a plain<br>for general patronage movie<br>it's like deplaning PAL<br>from New York via Cebu with a note that i cannot<br>be in Looc, Oslob, not even a shadow of<br>my giveaway phone<br>and then back to my hometown in Dipolog<br>you bet, i expect no arms, i hate streamers<br>and the band.<br>i still love to do all these<br>and finish all these tricks all alone by myself.<br>Till then, if you are not happy at least<br>Don't be gay.</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=488034" data-title="For R. from Emma de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="it is you in handcuffs, you claim to be, not your body, you're in for something borrowed, as we all are, you do not sell to me what you have, a body, a soul, a mind in trichotomy, i have much of these already, and i do not mind getting into th..."></div> </div> </div>

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