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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=497278" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>What We Can Remember On Sunday Afternoons</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">when everyone is gone <br>to church<br>we find ourselves alone<br>as we lock the door<br>and then begin<br>to have that silly<br>talk on the sofa<br>as our hands begin<br>to compose<br>the symphony of<br>yes, love we call it<br>love<br>as our lips begin<br>to search the wetness<br>of the feelings<br>as our necks entwine<br>like vines<br>as our bodies fuse<br>like a nuclear<br>phenomenon and then<br>we know the beautiful<br>power of explosions<br>below the pink boundaries<br>of our two bodies<br>something that no one<br>can hear<br>except our two ears</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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we find ourselves alone
as we lock the door
and then begin
to have that silly
talk on the sofa
as our hands begin
to compose
the symphony of
yes, love we call it
love
as our lips begin
to search the wetness
of the ..."></div>
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