<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=565531" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My Only Measure</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">He went back to work, I fell asleep, when <br>he returned, I had cleaned the flat and all<br>the dishes, feeling sleepy, but oh, so happy, <br>blue eyes shining, seeing his delight, offered <br>him a pre-dinner drink, a meal for a king, he <br>loved it, I’m not domesticated, this is special, <br>he kissed my hands, my face, my everything</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I kissed him back, life is GOOD when you have <br>someone to love, not simply a sex toy, which <br>is good enough, everyone assures me, but I’m <br>the old-fashioned kind, while full well realizing <br>sex per se is meaningless, I love adding it as zest <br>to my love relationship with Rudi, he is someone <br>special, far beyond mere romance </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet, he is romance incarnate, that will change, all <br>assure me, it is a chemical reaction, short-lived –<br>just until I conceive and have his child – then he’ll <br>turn his attention elsewhere, every time I come <br>across this cynical assessment I cry again, it is so <br>sad and threatening, why did my mother die when <br>I was born – did she feel rejected already</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Did she know of the cynical opinions to come? I’m <br>scared of life, Rudi is my breastplate, his loyalty to <br>our relationship my only measure to determine <br>where I am …</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Louise+Tredoux">Louise Tredoux</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=565531" data-title="My Only Measure de Louise Tredoux" data-description="He went back to work, I fell asleep, when he returned, I had cleaned the flat and all the dishes, feeling sleepy, but oh, so happy, blue eyes shining, seeing his delight, offered him a pre-dinner drink, a meal for a king, he loved it, I’m no..."></div> </div> </div>

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