<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=489738" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>inside the Italian cafe</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">you are seated<br>fronting me</div><div style="margin:10px 0">beside me is my<br>wife sipping her<br>cappuccino</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i look at you closely<br>you are beautiful as usual</div><div style="margin:10px 0">long black hair<br>and soft fingers caressing each lock</div><div style="margin:10px 0">an old night<br>and french music playing inside<br>an italian resto-cafe</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i guess life is like that<br>an instance when one cannot do anything<br>except to gaze</div><div style="margin:10px 0">my wife says<br>the cappuccino tastes much better in this cozy place</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and you look at me<br>as though i am one kind of fire burning and burning</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and you are fire too<br>and the whole place is burning too</div><div style="margin:10px 0">outside the rain is heavy<br>and some cars are stopping on a traffic jam</div><div style="margin:10px 0">a girl wearing blue jeans<br>gets inside the restobar and she is wet all over</div><div style="margin:10px 0">here it is <br>this fire burning and burning still</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>water from her breast<br>drips and the floor is wet</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=489738" data-title="Inside the Italian cafe de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="you are seated fronting me beside me is my wife sipping her cappuccino i look at you closely you are beautiful as usual long black hair and soft fingers caressing each lock an old night and french music playing inside an italian resto-cafe i ..."></div> </div> </div>

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