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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=497583" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>When You Leave The House</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">i have known a lot of reasons why <br>you leave this house, you want to go shopping early morning<br>when the malls are still closed, but i do not really mind, <br>i think i understand (how is it when love starts to wane <br>like a diminishing moon last night, giving its final light <br>for the month) , <br>you say you want to visit your mother you claim she is sick and<br>dying, i do not really mind at all (you are afraid to face<br>what faces us, this evident eyes of boredom staring at us<br>like we are convicts of finally wanting to cease to love) <br>still i will not mind, you leave again today<br>the kitchen falls short of shrimps and fish<br>there is no more lettuce and some black peppers<br>and red juicy tomatoes, (you are now fond of enumerating<br>things to me, you count your fingers and your toes and you<br>do not see straight in my eyes) <br>the olive oil is gone</div><div style="margin:10px 0">yesterday, i spend time alone watching the sunset<br>on the boulevard (you are not with me) <br>(i know you want to be preoccupied with something else<br>some things that do not interest me) <br>you are not coming home <br>for a week or two, just a family emergency<br>in the city where you live <br>(did you tell me it is very noisy there?) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">i watch the sun die finally<br>it is very peaceful outside<br>i wait and take my seat calmly on the cold bench<br>by the sea<br>there is no moon tonight<br>there is only this cold wind from the sea from that distant island<br>on the other side of this routinary existence<br>touching my heart</div><div style="margin:10px 0">it is the longing of distance, the past coming back to me<br>the sea breeze still salty to my taste<br>so cold, that i finally shiver and leave at once<br>i cannot withstand this longing</div><div style="margin:10px 0">this night unlike the other nights is darker<br>but i am still seeing the shadow of your beautiful face</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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you leave this house, you want to go shopping early morning
when the malls are still closed, but i do not really mind, 
i think i understand (how is it when love starts to wane 
like a diminishing moon last night..."></div>
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