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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=495222" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Secret Sin, The Concealed Pleasure</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">what appear outside<br>the body<br>this house of flesh</div><div style="margin:10px 0">mostly are the acceptable <br>& at least<br>what the eyes can<br>tolerate, at least expense<br>of repercussion, <br>the conformity<br>parlance</div><div style="margin:10px 0">admirable, kissing the woman you <br>say you love and marrying<br>not only her but her<br>family as well, the banquet and<br>the rituals, all perfect</div><div style="margin:10px 0">a sir, a madam <br>no turbulence of the heart<br>nothing to<br>a ripple, <br>in the hidden depths of<br>human vacuous <br>longings</div><div style="margin:10px 0">those that you cannot say<br>but ultimately giving you<br>indescribable pleasure</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you hide but soon<br>like a second personality<br>speaking during the<br>night <br>a shape takes you<br>silently into the place<br>where multiplied<br>ecstasies<br>spread a view</div><div style="margin:10px 0">invites you<br>to drink and dance and<br>sleep with<br>it<br>not sleep really<br>if sleep be just considered<br>as another<br>obvious metaphor for<br>something<br>obscene</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>by recklessness you<br>give in<br>of course <br>hypocritically <br>allegedly coerced<br>by the set of<br>circumstances<br>beyond your<br>restraints, </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> and indeed<br>those that have not lied<br>begin to<br>concoct whatever possible<br>beautiful<br>excuses that abound<br>like a bouquet of<br>assorted flowers</div><div style="margin:10px 0">saying i cannot imagine having<br>done it</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(i can still imagine the<br>magnanimity of the <br>intricate and<br>detailed design of <br>embroidered pleasure<br>in that <br>expensive water-bed) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">saying how on earth<br>have i done this<br>exclaiming<br>trying to eradicate the stain<br>of bliss<br>(or sin and asking<br>how can sin exist<br>on such a beautiful feeling?) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">it was good, it was extremely<br>beautiful<br>i have experience heaven <br>i have seen the face of God</div><div style="margin:10px 0">in simple prose<br>you go home devastated<br>though no one<br>knows <br>except the one who also<br>live in another<br>island<br>the one who slept with you<br>and licked your<br>armpit</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you ask: Was it worth it? <br>conscience, shut up! <br>that is now how you end up like.</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>
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the body
this house of flesh

mostly are the acceptable 
& at least
what the eyes can
tolerate, at least expense
of repercussion, 
the conformity
parlance

admirable, kissing the woman you 
say you love and marrying
not only he..."></div>
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