<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=489767" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Intense</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I remember meeting you last summer and you told me <br>I am intense; you stared at me, and felt my hand<br>And frisked my body, <br>Whatever was it that you meant, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I know what intense is, <br>Like intense loss<br>Loss of someone you love so much and who loves you like<br>You are everything <br>Like you are the whole world and when you are gone<br>The whole universe will be empty, <br>The great void, <br>Irreplaceable, intense feeling of gratitude for the love unequalled<br>Immeasurable, like taking grip of her hands when you are falling from<br>A cliff, you hang there for while, looking at the ants below<br>Without her timely hold you could have fallen, smashed yourself<br>Dead like a watermelon crashing to the pavement from <br>The 10th floor, <br>Tragic<br>but I see that you are intense too<br>Painting your life in the canvass using your weak hand<br>Testing how the face of God and your face beside will look<br>Like when the left hand is used, when you are right handed since birth, <br>Intense weakness<br>Tested<br>Something new, tonight I will try it with her; I have to know if she will<br>Love me through, these intense weaknesses within me<br>I will not use anything<br>Let us see what my uselessness can do for her.</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=489767" data-title="Intense de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="I remember meeting you last summer and you told me I am intense; you stared at me, and felt my hand And frisked my body, Whatever was it that you meant, I know what intense is, Like intense loss Loss of someone you love so much and who loves ..."></div> </div> </div>

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