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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=546948" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Bitter Love</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">down from the branches fall the leaves, <br>a wanness comes on all the trees, <br>the summers done; <br>and into his last house in heaven, <br>now goes the sun.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">sharp frost destroys the tender sprays, <br>birds are cold in these short days, <br>the Nightengale<br>is grieving that the fire of heaven<br>is now grown pale.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the swollen river rushes on<br>past meadows whence the green has gone, <br>the golden sun<br>has filled our world.snow falls by day<br>the nights are numb.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">about me all the world is stark, <br>and i am burning; in my heart<br>there is a fire<br>a living flame in me, the maid<br>of my desire</div><div style="margin:10px 0">your kisses, fuel my fire, <br>your tender touches, flaming higher.<br>the light of light<br>dwells in your eyes; divinity<br>is in your sight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">greek fire can be extingwished<br>by bitter wine; my fire is fed<br>on other meat.<br>yea, even the bitterness of love<br>is bitter sweet</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Brian+Saling">Brian Saling</a><div class=q>
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a wanness comes on all the trees, 
the summers done; 
and into his last house in heaven, 
now goes the sun.

sharp frost destroys the tender sprays, 
birds are cold in these short days, 
the Nightengale
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