<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=491685" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>One Face?</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">shall i pretend to you that i have only one face forever? <br>you are silent<br>you think like a deep river making no sound at all<br>despite the storm when the waters from the mountains come<br>and force you to rise and run and rage and they accuse<br>you of having caused the flood<br>as i watch in sadness</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you are my night and day and you have seen the changing of my hues<br>i turn red like a rose<br>become white like a carnation<br>become sturdy like a bark of the oak tree<br>sometimes i turn into stone<br>hard and unmoving<br>you see me and touch me with your wind and mist</div><div style="margin:10px 0">like a diamond i wear some corners some faces<br>for me to glitter<br>for me to find meaning in the life that i carry within my arms<br>a lull sometimes<br>almond eyes a rocking of my feet<br>these are the mechanisms of my coping up<br>to be a man</div><div style="margin:10px 0">in your silence i set aside my masks and face you<br>shed off some faces and look at you<br>with the eyes of my soul<br>oh, i become so vulnerable to the truth of this one and only face<br>as you kiss me<br>in my lips</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i quiver i become so light i become so alive i become so real<br>as all the other faces fade like fume from the funnel</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=491685" data-title="One Face? de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="shall i pretend to you that i have only one face forever? you are silent you think like a deep river making no sound at all despite the storm when the waters from the mountains come and force you to rise and run and rage and they accuse you of ha..."></div> </div> </div>

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