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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=572454" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sleep on, Sleep on...</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sleep on, Sleep on…<br>Though the moon is playing tag with the sun<br>And hides in it’s dark penumbra<br>Sleep on, sleep on…<br>Clutch the pillow ever tighter<br>Sleep on, nothing remains now<br>Dancing walls stir in the prairies<br>America drowns itself in machinery <br>Proudly lamenting the price of oil<br>I have never understood, never, <br>The perfume of your dark magnolia<br>Nor the parrot who flies out your teeth<br>From the martyred belly of your heart</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A thousand Roman sentries fell asleep<br>in the moonlit plaza of your forehead<br>while four months I sought the knowledge<br>from your hands and waist, enemies of snow<br>between painted plaster of jasmine<br>your glance, mouth full of seeds<br>searched my breast to give me<br>the Latin prayer saying: Never! <br>Never! , never, my agony’s garden<br>feeds your elusive form of woman<br>the taste of your veins in my mouth<br>your mouth now lightless in the desert<br> <br>Sleep on, sleep on, forget the moon! <br>Playing hide and seek with the sun<br>While hiding all of eternity’s sunsets<br>In it’s somnambulistic lover’s ballet<br>I choose to sleep and dream <br>Perhaps arise for the next one<br>I endured sunrise’s green poison<br>the struggles of wounded nights<br>but how to endure your nudeness<br>like a lotus open in the reeds<br>show me oceans finding channels<br>emptiness of shadowy planets<br>valleys knee deep in ice water<br>flowers of red for my heart<br>but do not let me see again<br>the coolness of your waist: <br>talk things over with friends<br>wearing wings of caterpillars<br>while blades of larks return<br>while I seek you in wine’s cave<br>sleeping the tacit sleep of grapes<br>far from the noise of cemeteries<br>I sleep often lost on the sea<br>With an ear full of tiny piers<br>My sliced tongue full of agony<br>And love; oh, lost on that sea<br>As I am lost in the heart<br>Of certain grown children</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sleep on, sleep on, forget the moon! <br>There is no one I can kiss<br>Without feeling the smile<br>Of your many faces<br>There is no one I can touch<br>my hands have no more sense<br>than to seek for your roots<br>beneath all this virgin soil<br>Tho’ I am lost in the heart<br>of certain grown women<br>a branch broken by itself<br>neath an apple tree of sobs<br>while hummingbirds sigh<br>and feral cats drive them<br>off through the salt marsh<br>This branch is happy<br>It’s dropped off to sleep<br>As if it was a tree<br>neither, thinking of rain<br>nor awaiting the moon’s dance<br>nor awaiting steps of spring.<br>While I, I want nothing else, <br>Only a hand. I desire<br>a wounded hand, if possible.<br>Pale lily of a dove anchored<br>Hard in my sleeping heart<br>Being the guard blocking<br>Entrance forever to the moon<br>I want nothing else, only that hand<br>Everything else to someone else<br>All the leaves have fled whirling<br>The harbour is naked in its green<br>The salt marsh is flooded in tears<br>All the roses are awaiting dawn<br>Through sleep’s branches <br>I dream two dark doves<br>One is the sun<br>The other the moon<br>Little neighbors, I called<br>And reached for the earth<br>Then, I saw two naked doves<br>The one was the other<br>And both of them, neither<br>As two snowy eagles<br>And a naked woman<br>Flew away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sleep on, sleep on…</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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Though the moon is playing tag with the sun
And hides in it’s dark penumbra
Sleep on, sleep on…
Clutch the pillow ever tighter
Sleep on, nothing remains now
Dancing walls stir in the prairies
America drowns itself in mach..."></div>
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