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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=527907" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Nadya Imagines</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">If she could have got <br>inside her head, Nadya <br>thinks, she is sure, her </div><div style="margin:10px 0">mind can expand like an <br>inner universe. The thoughts <br>moving around like lost </div><div style="margin:10px 0">planets, clusters of stars, <br>images, words, faces, actions <br>remembered. If she could </div><div style="margin:10px 0">just put her hand into a <br>hidden orifice and reach <br>into her brain and sort </div><div style="margin:10px 0">amongst the galaxies of <br>ideas she could be brighter, <br>braver, wiser, and there </div><div style="margin:10px 0">clinging to certain ideas <br>associations like Proust's <br>madeleines would be old </div><div style="margin:10px 0">loves, broken heart moments, <br>melodies from favourite songs. <br>Josef has told her to leave </div><div style="margin:10px 0">off the booze, to put away <br>the bottles, drink water, tea <br>or whatever. But he does </div><div style="margin:10px 0">not satisfy. His love making <br>is a joke, all push and poke. <br>Sometimes she thinks her </div><div style="margin:10px 0">thoughts come out of her <br>head and dance. Time for <br>another drink. She thinks </div><div style="margin:10px 0">of Paris. Summers past, <br>spring walks. Josef's endless <br>chatter breaks in; those all </div><div style="margin:10px 0">too intellectual boring talks. <br>She imagines him as another, <br>pretends some young Russian </div><div style="margin:10px 0">overeager tends to her, embraces <br>her body, kisses each inch of her <br>flesh, pleasure giving. No more of </div><div style="margin:10px 0">this boring life, more of that wild, <br>touching the new, exploring sex, living.</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=527907" data-title="Nadya Imagines de Terry Collett" data-description="If she could have got inside her head, Nadya thinks, she is sure, her mind can expand like an inner universe. The thoughts moving around like lost planets, clusters of stars, images, words, faces, actions remembered. If she could just ..."></div> </div> </div>
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