<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=553270" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Forty Letters To A Woman – Third Letter –</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">You were the harpist<br>At the gate of heaven.<br>I was about crossing that gate<br>when we first met.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I never though, <br>felt, or captured your inner songs<br>that flew with the harp melody<br>until I left heaven from the other gate.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I never knew<br>that your were the first picture<br>and the last sound of heaven<br>until I left it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What remains<br>now in<br>my deepest memories<br>an ancient question <br>- and that is <br>what I try to get rid of: -</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What makes heaven<br>heaven? <br>is it a melody, <br>a woman's melody at the gate of heaven, <br>or the silent melody in a woman eyes?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Atef+Ayadi">Atef Ayadi</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=553270" data-title="Forty Letters To A Woman – Third Letter – de Atef Ayadi" data-description="You were the harpist At the gate of heaven. I was about crossing that gate when we first met. I never though, felt, or captured your inner songs that flew with the harp melody until I left heaven from the other gate. I never knew that your were..."></div> </div> </div>

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