<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=497014" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>We Still Have Love...</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">we start with the tradition of life<br>we begin as bodies<br>tasting the fire of the flesh<br>savoring each moment<br>of skin and bones<br>and hair</div><div style="margin:10px 0">time has a crucible<br>it tests us<br>about what we are <br>what are our intentions<br>what is in our hearts</div><div style="margin:10px 0">our bodies are taken<br>the flesh weakens<br>the fire subsides<br>the skin loosens from the hold of the bones<br>the bones crack<br>the hairs have fallen<br>into surrender</div><div style="margin:10px 0">we have become mere minds<br>intangible intentions<br>our hearts lose the sounds of the drums of life</div><div style="margin:10px 0">we have no more hands to hold with each other<br>we have become the wind<br>we breathe into each other <br>the love that shall then be forgotten</div><div style="margin:10px 0">we have become the sighs of the earth<br>into the darkness of its nights</div><div style="margin:10px 0">what then my love? must we transcend the havoc that life<br>has caused upon us? <br>tomorrow, the eyes of death shall stare at us</div><div style="margin:10px 0">we must decide<br>let not any stone of earth<br>be disappointed</div><div style="margin:10px 0">we still have love<br>beyond and above.</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=497014" data-title="We Still Have Love... de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="we start with the tradition of life we begin as bodies tasting the fire of the flesh savoring each moment of skin and bones and hair time has a crucible it tests us about what we are what are our intentions what is in our hearts our bodies are ..."></div> </div> </div>

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