<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=559787" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>It's Love...</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">She came like a silent breeze<br>After the soft drizzle that made me wet<br>My breathe was colder than ever<br>And I knew my Love was blooming...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My heart composed a beat of rhythm<br>I heard it murmer the sacred chants of Love<br>Don't know from where it learnt<br>May be its just like a baby crying at birth...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Love is just a feel of re-birth<br>A better feel than flying over the green dales<br>During the twilight hours, with the wind<br>In the company of silence and innocence...</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Tom+Thomas">Tom Thomas</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=559787" data-title="It's Love... de Tom Thomas" data-description="She came like a silent breeze After the soft drizzle that made me wet My breathe was colder than ever And I knew my Love was blooming... My heart composed a beat of rhythm I heard it murmer the sacred chants of Love Don't know from where it learn..."></div> </div> </div>

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