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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=454173" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Meaning Of Our Love (Villanelle)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=454173" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Maybe we cou'dn't understand the meanin' of our love or so, <br>Maybe we cou'dn't find each other in our world of two and <br>Love itself ceased to be, 'cause it had no sense o' self to glow.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=454173" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=454173" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Or maybe love made sense for both of us, but we didn't let it flow, <br>E'en we could let it flow, but we didn't give it a chance, thinkin' that<br>Maybe we cou'dn't understand the meanin' of our love or so.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=454173" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Maybe the senses of our love were intermingled and we didn't know, <br>But we knew it, when we touched our angry bodies, we knew that<br>Love itself ceased to be, 'cause it had no sense o' self to glow.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=454173" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=454173" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Then, we could find our madness o' love as a big bubble growin' to blow, <br>A kind of madness that makes you be a drinker of your own delusions and<br>Maybe we cou'dn't understand the meanin' of our love or so.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=454173" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=454173" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But we understood the dyin' meanin' of those delusions in our life show.<br>They've been irreversibly dissolved into sorrow, until we're separated.<br>Love itself ceased to be, 'cause it had no sense o' self to glow.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=454173" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Now, when we drive with time machine on the true age o' the snow, <br>‘Tis too late to find each other in our world of two, e'en we tried it and<br>Maybe we cou'dn't understand the meanin' of our love or so, <br>Love itself ceased to be, 'cause it had no sense o' self to glow.</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=Marieta+Maglas">Marieta Maglas</a></strong></div>

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