<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=490765" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Mean Erotic Poems</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">as i arrive you go away<br>in an instant<br>saying bye<br>i got to go, i have a date on the island<br>somewhere<br>distant, so distant from you</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you left a note telling me my erotic poems<br>are mean<br>and not exciting and not turning you on<br>like a woman should be<br>reading about sex, sympathy, some tea and company<br>some smoke<br>making love to the red curtains<br>some hard liquor<br>to make your breast stiff<br>and </div><div style="margin:10px 0">a fighter, like the way how hard i turn on <br>you<br>and like the way my hands go wild and smash<br>the softness of your thoughts</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you leave and heave an ending sigh<br>your signature<br>of </div><div style="margin:10px 0">i hate you, i hate you, i hate you<br>perhaps even promising not to read<br>any poem<br>of mine anymore, anywhere, anytime</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i understand, <br>the poems are mean, they are not meant for you</div><div style="margin:10px 0">they long for someone<br>somewhere and her name lingers still<br> in my arm like a rose tattoo</div><div style="margin:10px 0">there is a thorn there<br>always and some drops of blood <br>dried</div><div style="margin:10px 0">now, more like some drawings, mere drawings of my youth</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=490765" data-title="Mean Erotic Poems de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="as i arrive you go away in an instant saying bye i got to go, i have a date on the island somewhere distant, so distant from you you left a note telling me my erotic poems are mean and not exciting and not turning you on like a woman should be re..."></div> </div> </div>

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