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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=563993" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Modern Love V</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The spring's audio tempest brings a mauve sunrise alarm full of chirping avarian prayers.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The gust's mouths open the blackness with yawns <br>while awakening dewy green fertile cornfields.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The stabbing wind's hands paint dalisque clouds on the innocent blue-sky like flapping white kerchiefs of goodbye to memories.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The infinite wind's broken heart flutters and emotes warm misty tears while performing to silent love's audience.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Among ancient swaying trees the mezzo tenor wind's song jumps around like Verdi's Egyptian victory march.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The whispering wind reveals its secret, as it churns the ocean's floor, touching the delicate pearl in your salty oyster.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pirate whirling wind, that gathers quickly and steals away<br>forever-excessive foliage and spent hearts, like fluttering arrows of parrots.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whimsical warm wind that melts your<br> winter ardor like a foamless tasmanian wave, spent and resting ashore in your damp tomb.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Your lip's kisses are deserting and diving back to your heart rather than waging an equinox battle with summer's breeze.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>The spring’s audio tempest brings a mauve sunrise alarm full of chirping avarian prayers.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The gust’s multiple mouths open the black clouds with their yawns while awakening dewy green fertile cornfields.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The stabbing wind’s hands paint dalisque clouds on the innocent blue-sky like flapping white kerchiefs of goodbye to memories.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The infinite wind’s broken heart flutters and emotes warm misty tears while performing to our silent love’s audience. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Among ancient swaying trees the mezzo tenor wind’s song jumps around like Verdi’s Egyptian victory march.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The whispering wind reveals its secret, as it churns the ocean’s floor, touching the delicate pearl in your salty oyster. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pirate whirling wind, that gathers quickly and steals away forever-excessive foliage and spent hearts, like fluttering arrows of parrots.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whimsical warm wind that melts your winter ardor like a foamless concentric wave, spent and resting ashore in your damp tomb.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Your lip’s kisses are deserting and diving back to your heart rather than waging battle at the equinox with summer’s breeze.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Liberatore+Suffoletta">Liberatore Suffoletta</a><div class=q>
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