<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=572483" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sleeping with the night's seas cry</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Take me on your flight bird of prey, <br>float me above the doom of the last poet</div><div style="margin:10px 0">reading the last poem. Like the entire sky<br>beats off into a fire of night stars with your wings</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and touches itself along a cool and swollen highway.<br>Where we are driving into its dark womb.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My ears what you soul fights to explain. My eyes<br>the tides of the moon to their fullest, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and your heart having that opportunity<br>to mercilessly crack and break.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As i include it into my dreams, where i am going<br>into the dark side. As i have just seen the bottom, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and i consecrate the copulation of the sky<br>with my soul slightly open, unafraid if a dead person laughs.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Unafraid as my salt wind goes ashore, <br>and dawns sun rises up holding herself with her hands.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wearing out after one glimpse this child of mine.<br>This man that is begging the gods, to spend</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the whole day hopelessly gazing. Tears shed<br>in large drops, and that divines retirement.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That that descends from heaven, and doesn't follow my heart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gregory+Collins">Gregory Collins</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=572483" data-title="Sleeping with the night's seas cry de Gregory Collins" data-description="Take me on your flight bird of prey, float me above the doom of the last poet reading the last poem. Like the entire sky beats off into a fire of night stars with your wings and touches itself along a cool and swollen highway. Where we are driv..."></div> </div> </div>

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