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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=497362" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>When He Talked About Love It Was Almost Midnight</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">when he began to talk about love<br>(but to me it was mostly lust) <br>it was past midnight and i was already sleepy<br>(or was it drowsy) <br>for i could not believe every story that he was relating to me<br>it was something miserable<br>(and perhaps too unbelievable <br>why all the pain? where could happiness and her myths be?) <br>but </div><div style="margin:10px 0">out of civility i pretended to listen<br>for deep within me the man in him is crying<br>begging to be listened too even for the last hours of the night</div><div style="margin:10px 0">then he was asking some more<br>beyond what i could possibly give him<br>(i was thinking of someone else more deserving<br>love as higher than pity<br>empathy as more noble than sympathy) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and then i decided to cut short where the sobbing is<br>(i expected more than that<br>perhaps </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the silence would have served us better<br>and the pauses like a comma between two long sentences</div><div style="margin:10px 0">perhaps respect for feelings and then <br>i finally cut short where he was wanting more</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i still have tomorrow to take care of<br>more things to do of equal importance</div><div style="margin:10px 0">like love, family, society, public welfare, <br>like morality and decency<br>and obedience to authority<br>like religion and faith and <br>order and law and justice and tranquility<br>of the human mind.</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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(but to me it was mostly lust) 
it was past midnight and i was already sleepy
(or was it drowsy) 
for i could not believe every story that he was relating to me
it was something miserable
(and perhaps too unbelieva..."></div>
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