<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=494402" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Hands Of Whom We Love</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">what i have been writing is simply<br>the product of <br>a big distraction</div><div style="margin:10px 0">it is like the blind<br>writing about light</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i hear it and i know it<br>but i cannot clearly see it<br>and hence<br>i have never fully understood it</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>if i understood it<br>i shall not bother writing about it</div><div style="margin:10px 0">this doubt shall make me live to write for more<br>i have it in my tongue but it slips the moment i want to utter it</div><div style="margin:10px 0">behind me are scenes of my rumored true being<br>i set it aside for a while to describe it in words</div><div style="margin:10px 0">but words are too shallow<br>i cannot bury my feet on them</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and so the same things happen <br>night after night</div><div style="margin:10px 0">sleepless after sleepless hands<br>groping for a dark and elusive fish in space</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>i submerge into unfathomable madness<br>do not get me wrong i am sane as the brightest star tonight</div><div style="margin:10px 0">but just like it<br>there is no intimacy <br>for clarity</div><div style="margin:10px 0">there is only beauty at a distance<br>like the way we wish to hold the hands of whom we love</div><div style="margin:10px 0">we long that much but<br>we do not die.....</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=494402" data-title="The Hands Of Whom We Love de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="what i have been writing is simply the product of a big distraction it is like the blind writing about light i hear it and i know it but i cannot clearly see it and hence i have never fully understood it if i understood it i shall not bother ..."></div> </div> </div>

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