<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=527636" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Question of Love.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">After climbing off <br>the school bus <br>she grabbed the sleeve </div><div style="margin:10px 0">of your coat and said <br>I want to talk to you <br>and so you stayed behind </div><div style="margin:10px 0">as your sister and hers <br>walked on ahead <br>and her brothers ran off </div><div style="margin:10px 0">in a game of tag <br>she released your sleeve <br>and brushed the hair </div><div style="margin:10px 0">out of her eyes <br>what is it? you asked <br>walking beside her </div><div style="margin:10px 0">along the side of the road <br>the winter afternoon darkening <br>what was Roland </div><div style="margin:10px 0">saying to you in class? <br>she asked <br>Roland? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">yes Roland <br>in the last lesson of maths? <br>you looked over </div><div style="margin:10px 0">at the tall trees <br>becoming tall giants <br>as the sky began to dim </div><div style="margin:10px 0">he was talking about his sister <br>you said <br>then why was he looking at me? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">perhaps he finds you attractive <br>you replied <br>she slapped your arm </div><div style="margin:10px 0">with her hand <br>don't talk nonsense <br>he wouldn't find </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Marilyn Monroe attractive <br>if she sat <br>on his bony knees </div><div style="margin:10px 0">she said looking at you <br>with her big blue eyes <br>you rubbed </div><div style="margin:10px 0">your injured arm <br>playfully <br>he was saying his sister </div><div style="margin:10px 0">had found his collection <br>of dirty magazines under his bed <br>you said </div><div style="margin:10px 0">a car whizzed by <br>and she turned <br>and shouted back at it </div><div style="margin:10px 0">some words her mother <br>would have slapped her <br>for saying </div><div style="margin:10px 0">she sighed and said <br>why can't you tell me the truth? <br>you stopped and stood facing her </div><div style="margin:10px 0">her blue eyes gazing at you <br>searching yours <br>as if she'd left something there </div><div style="margin:10px 0">on a previous occasion <br>he said he didn't know <br>what I saw in you </div><div style="margin:10px 0">her eyes enlarged <br>and what did you say? <br>she asked </div><div style="margin:10px 0">in the sky over her shoulder <br>the moon was beginning to shine <br>in competition </div><div style="margin:10px 0">with the weak sun <br>I said you snogged <br>pretty good </div><div style="margin:10px 0">you said <br>she slapped your arm <br>and walked on </div><div style="margin:10px 0">no <br>you called out <br>I was only joking </div><div style="margin:10px 0">she stopped <br>and turned <br>and glared at you </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I said you were the best thing <br>to happen to me <br>since God created Sundays </div><div style="margin:10px 0">you're lying <br>she said <br>all right </div><div style="margin:10px 0">you said <br>seeing her eyes watering <br>I said I loved you </div><div style="margin:10px 0">you said <br>looking at her <br>wondering if her hand </div><div style="margin:10px 0">might slap you again<br>did you? <br>yes </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and what did he say? <br>she asked <br>he just shrugged </div><div style="margin:10px 0">his shoulders <br>and drew a picture <br>of Mr Parrot on the corner </div><div style="margin:10px 0">of his maths book <br>she was silent <br>and looked by you </div><div style="margin:10px 0">at the incoming traffic <br>then kissed your cheek <br>leaving a damp patch </div><div style="margin:10px 0">like a small oasis <br>on a dry landscape <br>of your 14 year old skin </div><div style="margin:10px 0">conjuring up images <br>her mother <br>would define as sin.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Terry+Collett">Terry Collett</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=527636" data-title="A Question of Love. de Terry Collett" data-description="After climbing off the school bus she grabbed the sleeve of your coat and said I want to talk to you and so you stayed behind as your sister and hers walked on ahead and her brothers ran off in a game of tag she released your sleeve ..."></div> </div> </div>

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