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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=509870" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Moonlight Sonata</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Moonlight Sonata <br>coaxes light through the window<br>a warm glow is between us.<br>Then air turns to ash and <br>we close our eyes.<br>Once when we could still see, <br>there were hands between us.<br>One a teacup, the kind saved<br>for the careful company<br>the other a nesting bird<br>enveloping, gentle, weightless.<br>I could feel in your arms<br>steel bands that hummed<br>with precision over a vast<br>network of machinery, <br>driving one day into the next.<br>The smell of heat hung on you, <br>white heat, blast furnace heat.<br>Skin seared to ochre, a badge, <br>medallion, a sign of your time.<br>The heavy scent of oil, grease <br>and solvents hung like<br>a shroud around your shoulders.<br>The shoulders from where I could<br>see a world shaped by the will<br>of your vision, <br>the will of your back.<br>I could see your hair<br>black, curled, swept back<br>by the wind or tide as<br>you leaned in to stand your ground<br>or go under for the third time.<br>The leather chair smelled of<br>smoke and grass. I could<br>wait for you there while you<br>slept, slumped, heavy breath<br>moist, warm on the back of <br>my neck.<br>Then our eyes are open<br>you speak, finally, your voice<br>is soft and hollow the way<br>mourning doves purr as the<br>streetlights go out. All the<br>sadness and regret is in your eyes<br>so your voice can carry across<br>the room to meet the music halfway.<br>I hold your hand like a teacup<br>the taste of ash, the grit, on<br>my tongue. I wish for wind<br>any expansion of air so I can see<br>light through the window and <br>feel again <br>the warm glow between us.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ronald+Shields">Ronald Shields</a><div class=q>
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coaxes light through the window
a warm glow is between us.
Then air turns to ash and 
we close our eyes.
Once when we could still see, 
there were hands between us.
One a teacup, the kind saved
for the careful company
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