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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=489055" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I Don't Really Know When Will This End</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">this silence<br>when will this end, this silence between us at noon<br>a harsh noon, hot and humid, where i burn like a pile of wood in the forest<br>on a very cold night with you on the other side of the bed<br>facing the full moon and some shooting stars</div><div style="margin:10px 0">this silence between us, when will this end when will the space<br>between our eyes <br>resolve the distance of the seasons night and day and summer and rain</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i sleep on the bed alone on some scorpion thoughts biting one another<br>inflicting venoms that numb and even kill<br>and there you are rocking yourself on a chair making some sleep<br>like a concoction<br>of vodka and champagne teasing your eyes filled with tears</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the soap on tv is busy with their stories of pain and twist and turns<br>i pray to end this silence so we can talk and<br>lay down the final plans<br>of our earthy longings some demarcations of pain and tolerance and<br>facts and conclusions<br>this wherefore and therefore finally</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you turn off the tv, and you lay beside me touching my hand<br>i give in, i still miss you, and i think, the silence has come on the soft <br>wings of a butterfly for a brief flutter at the ceiling<br>looking at ourselves for another sweeter second time beginning</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the cliche: love is sweeter the second time around is still written on the wall<br>how can i forget it</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>
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when will this end, this silence between us at noon
a harsh noon, hot and humid, where i burn like a pile of wood in the forest
on a very cold night with you on the other side of the bed
facing the full moon and some shooting stars

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