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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=577919" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Quintessence Of The Flowers</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pensively, come to where the garden is<br>With your feet sprinting through the brambly sophistication.<br>Pry - you never did, and you never will - for<br>The peculiarity of the flowers rouse the tides of your scruple; <br>The petals are tethered to the body so slender - modest<br>In a starburst as the malingering shrill of the flower is the<br>Catalyst of the somersaulting noon-time delight, <br>Caught by the fancy of this inveigle, the farce has been played out, <br>Dear agile lover - you dare not pluck this flower for you tremble<br>In the nullity of its feigned void - there is an augury to be found<br>In a flower: prolix, sapid and perennial like how the trees<br>Have witnessed the scowling of the heavens as the mire<br>Satiates each of the heaven's parcel! <br>You ask me incessantly now, that you have come to the<br>Acquaintance of the petals - these wondrous parasols, <br>The cantankerous thorns cloaking the flower's flagrant body; <br>These are no more than wry and insidious invitations: <br>A challenge to the eagerness of your heart to pluck the flower<br>Out of its perturbed garden as the beasts of the night trample a trifle morose<br>Anguish all over the tapestry.<br>Its roots need not an explanation dear love, just open your callow eyes<br>And there you will see that the petals, the thorns, the curtailed stem, <br>And the perfunctory silence of the roots are one and the same.<br>This flower at the cynosure of the garden is a vivid reflection of you, <br>Conjured, and that is the meaning of the flower: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">That forever you are girdled though your thorns<br>May perforate my entirety, my hands - let it bleed<br>And that is the meaning of the flower, <br>That even if the petals - your petals whittle away<br>I will still hold your reminiscences like that of a multihued petal<br>Fluttering away into the sea where I look for you.<br>And your slender body that I will cradle as we sieve<br>Through everything and anything that will impede<br>Our inexorable swiftness.<br>I am the garden, and you are the flower, ceaselessly<br>I will girdle you until the vale abates into nothingness.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Windsor+Guadalupe+Jr">Windsor Guadalupe Jr</a><div class=q>
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With your feet sprinting through the brambly sophistication.
Pry - you never did, and you never will - for
The peculiarity of the flowers rouse the tides of your scruple; 
The petals are tethered to the body ..."></div>
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