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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400763" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Enfolds me aptly</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400763" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A wind runs on my face - a billow of rain.<br>and I to blunt the cold - a glassy cockle<br>it is a comely face in my mist, and pain, <br>and to conflate 'em with glance, in focal..</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400763" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">So it was you, absently, to speak, in mind<br>was it my drift, a dalliance, but dead, <br>to go under a snowy quilt, dull and blind, <br>maybe to stop my messaging, that bled.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400763" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I felt, my ebullience was a Naiad's bliss, <br>expanded in ethereal, nightly backdrops, <br>her tales brought to me a kind Abyss, <br>full of caresses, dulcet treats an' nyctalops.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400763" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">To disinherit this entropy of bluish grip<br>around my wrist; also diffused in waves, <br>she ruled my foolish notions ever since, <br>with an urge to embrace again - in grave.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400763" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A spilled flow of Crimson log, my loss, <br>oblating to empty dreams, I exit lines, <br>of horizontal destinies in darkened chaos, <br>her windy tears of solitude, in brines.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400763" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">So, I open my glassy sails in bridal space<br>so happy is my heart and beating madly, <br>a cold wind is blowing, icy on my face, <br>an open Chaos under me enfolds me aptly.</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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