<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=530636" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Lullaby</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">In sleep, you keep lingering on<br>Blooming with the blossoming dawn-<br>My penetrating piece of mind<br>Pretending this time, fate is kind.<br>So now we go, let loose, sow seeds, <br>Plant in mother Earth what she needs; <br>Stewing synapses, boiling blood<br>Because we're playing in the mud.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pockets of perfume in the air.<br>I act like I've been unaware, <br>But the scent sends itself to me.<br>Surrender my senses to thee.<br>My chances… They haven't been blown.<br>Together, we are now alone.<br>A breeze to please, breathe in, release.<br>Tension teases us toward peace.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There's something attractive in<br>The fire catching in your skin.<br>Cares caressed as we rest regrets, <br>There's no reason to be upset.<br>All the bad things: they disappear.<br>Through the smoke screen, the signal clears: <br>Glowing bright in the soft, low lights<br>Of the pyre we built tonight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Soaked in your sweat and salty tears, <br>Dive deeper than the sea appears.<br>Washed over, riding on the waves<br>Feel how the rhythmic flow behaves.<br>Then when words waft with the current, <br>We will wonder where the time went.<br>Plunge back in, then splash, sink or swim; <br>Sink and swim, spasm of the limbs.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Tim+Stensloff">Tim Stensloff</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=530636" data-title="Lullaby de Tim Stensloff" data-description="In sleep, you keep lingering on Blooming with the blossoming dawn- My penetrating piece of mind Pretending this time, fate is kind. So now we go, let loose, sow seeds, Plant in mother Earth what she needs; Stewing synapses, boiling blood Because..."></div> </div> </div>

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