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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=558129" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I Still Keep For You</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I remain on our corner, <br>Where the moon is hung as you left it, <br>Where the light pools down as if on<br>A stage, turning the neighborhood blue<br>With the somber possibility; <br>I am still here, <br>Holding my gift for you, <br>My eyes beholding the last image of<br>You, how you moved like an ibex <br>Grazing with beautiful legs <br>Across our teenage suburbia<br>How your attention lit upon me<br>For no more than two weeks and<br>We made loving play on those old hunting<br>Grounds of Latin class, before new<br>Men startled you into their forests<br>Where kings saw you bathe with the<br>Dryad Galaphile, in the emerald tinctures<br>Where your legs scissor with the sadness<br>Of crocodiles<br>How you dried off and walked towards me, <br>Naked and without reason kissed me long<br>And deep, like something very old<br>Remembering childhood<br>Only to lit off again, like a beautiful insect<br>Resting for a moment on me<br>For the briefest moment in the shortest life.<br>See how I wait for you still<br>In the neighborhood down the street from<br>Our high school, in the old hunting grounds, <br>This sad light cast down upon the space<br>Next to me<br>I still keep for you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Bret+R.+Crabrooke">Bret R. Crabrooke</a><div class=q>
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Where the moon is hung as you left it, 
Where the light pools down as if on
A stage, turning the neighborhood blue
With the somber possibility; 
I am still here, 
Holding my gift for you, 
My eyes beholding the last image ..."></div>
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