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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400722" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Catene of Gold</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400722" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Your bliss, night's vigil, memory's candles<br>stills sacred to be surmised and served, <br>your caress of foam, to lift a time mantle, <br>descended in my world, a dancer's curve.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400722" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Petrified was our pain, inscribed on tomb, <br>raindrops in air, and an iris rain bow..<br>You wore a catene to remember this world, <br>traced my lips, and for once, my waxy glow.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400722" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Your glance of an Ocean, an exploration, <br>invited me, soft vapor of sleep numb, <br>after a finishing, sagging of secret libation, <br>A moment of love, a granule of sand..</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400722" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Suspended in air, romantic grace, to honor<br>a feast of our Sunday, abides in snow, <br>winds will beckon, my Crimson color, <br>my answers in silence, will verify and vow.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400722" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Walk of a vigil, a loner's whistle, a vitrine, <br>hope to receive an old letter, a scented whiff, <br>of perfume so lonely, a margin cold brink, <br>a belief to disperse, a taste of rye, so stiff.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400722" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">You kept this for burden, alone, a whole, <br>a catene of gold, in waxy light, a time's farce<br>dumb, it was like you sensed Erinyes' call<br>and not my catened feelings, behind stars.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Giorgio+Veneto">Giorgio Veneto</a></strong></div>

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