<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=490113" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Keeping Secrets And Continuing To Love</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">i keep the secrets. They are meant to be kept, <br>like moles inside our thighs<br>those that stain our bellies but <br>they are those, these secrets, <br>that make us alive. You will never know them.<br>They are secrets and they are meant to be kept.<br>Like treasures. They glow before my eyes, <br>when you are not around, as i open my chest<br>and one by one i touch them<br>account for them and kiss them with my lips.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">These secrets. These make me alive.<br>For the coming years. When i am with you.<br>You will never know them.<br>They feed on me and I feed on them.<br>Everyday. Every moment, when i am about<br>to die and surrender to the ghosts of my<br>emptiness. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I will let you go for a while. I tenderly sleep<br>with my secrets in bed. I cup them with my hands<br>like water to my mouth. I hug them with my arms.<br>I lay my heavy legs on them. They make me alive.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Even without you. I put them back on my chest.<br>Inside the fifth chamber of my heart.<br>Inside the tiniest neuron of my brain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Inflatable. Indestructible. These secrets.<br>These are the ingredients of my life.<br>When you will know them, if you insist, <br>and really insist, and i advise you to <br>please do not persist, when you know them</div><div style="margin:10px 0">at first glance, like Medusa's glance, <br>when you look at them and understand</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you will turn to stone. And i too will <br>turn into a serpent, now, Medusa's slave.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Unravel them not, therefore. We must live.<br>This normal life. Pretenses and Defences.<br>Walls and Fortresses. Love and Secrets.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Understand them not. As I too must.</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=490113" data-title="Keeping Secrets And Continuing To Love de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="i keep the secrets. They are meant to be kept, like moles inside our thighs those that stain our bellies but they are those, these secrets, that make us alive. You will never know them. They are secrets and they are meant to be kept. Like treas..."></div> </div> </div>

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