Wednesday, December 24, 2008

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Happy Holidays ......


Last year I read the horoscope on glam ... inspired me so much, that I kept with me throughout the year on the desk ... ran as follows:

Hear This year many of your desires.
Make this your conviction, the courage to pay. The ambition, uncovered by Saturn in your sign, get fact winning the support of Jupiter and the renewed impetus of Pluto. In other words, this 2008 is the year where you can get what until now was only a dream. Fear not: if they commit errors, these will be remedied. And if unimpeded, will also come - timely and decisive - for help. As you
: state of mind and physical condition only closely related: Learn how to treat the rest as a preventive of many small illnesses. Very selective, you tend to follow those who have something new to teach you. In love life partner to ask intelligent dialogue, nourished by an absolute - and each other - trust.
What will happen: If you are the first use, you must pass the impattocon a formal setting. If you are an employee, there are chances for career advancement. Or you could begin an independent profession. If single, prepared to experiment before finding, perhaps just before the birthday, the desired partner.

Well, usually I read the horoscopes of habit more than anything else, but I was on the flight to Valencia, and given that 2007 was a very bad year, despite everything that had made me think so much, I needed this positive ...
I would say that some things are made, others not, but anyway .. This year I'm going to buy back glamor to see what they say, ahahahaha!

But yes, 2008 was a year full of emotions, not necessarily beautiful, but it was the year in which most of all I found myself, my strengths and weaknesses, and discovered the real links ... Sisi, a beautiful year ...


And now, for the good wishes, I commend the words of Lorenzo ....




Happy New Year Happy New Year brother really good year and I hope
is beautiful is beautiful and light
to fly on the edge of your dreams
moments take you deep and sweet mysteries remain mysteries

that nothing changes the facts Yesterday
I wish you peace, laughter and hard to find flowers in the fields
nettle
hope you travel to distant countries
work to be done with your hands
and children who grow up and then go away
attracted by the face of good fantasy
Happy New Year brother years in your sight
the hands or arms to the knees calves
Happy New Year to your feet to the backbone
the skin behind your ideal big brother
good year good year indeed ...
projects that will bring turmoil and unpacked
and fruit and sandwiches to the hungry
your dreams take you miles and flushed cheeks
sunrises and sunsets of beautiful blue and green light
days and prudence and courage and
an April Fool and a party May
good year good year for your moon to your sun
good year and your ears to my words
Happy New Year to all the blood that flows in the veins
takes time and that when he says everything will be fine
happy new year brother and not do shit
penalties van away as they started
I wish you love tons of love Buildings districts
countries
planets of love love love universes

seconds minutes days of love I wish you a year of love
my brother's love and God's world ..

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Bible Quote For Relaxation

Tu me demandes pourquoi ..



Tu me demandes pourquoi je pleure,
But no, you're wrong, small,
In you tightly in my heart,
For me then reborn life.

Want to know if I'm sad,
But not see, I am not,
And your puzzled look, which persists
Makes me see you do not believe me.

Slowly, you tell me to smile,
And I, poor I do my best,
You think it's easy to say,
A farewell is better than a farewell.

You ask me to sleep,
Sleeping is true, it's oblivion,
sleep, we reach the end of suffering, This domain
, small, is a vast infinity.

You ask many questions,
I would answer you, but what good
Te answer, do we serve no purpose,
Our channels will split tomorrow.

Do not blame myself if I can not,
Answering your questions, small
Tonight you see, I am no longer me- Similarly,
My answer may be in this poem.

child, my dear, read,
Search again and you will find,
For if my heart is rain,
My love is yours.

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

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Back From London ...


Yes, I did this!
A nice weekend in London at that .. very "hit and run", but just enough to savor the atmosphere of a magical city ...
Actually, I always had the idea that London would have been good, I would immediately liked it, and I must say that I'm not disappointed at all!


game Friday with my friend Mark, we were kindly hosted by Steve and Silvia (graaaazie and still !!!!) we had our 2-day tour de force to see everything we could with Paul contrary, Uncle Paul, been there for some time to study!

Afghan dinner Friday evening and then a concert of a band of friends Silvia and Steve at The Hope and The Archor ... Saturday: London Bridge, Tower Bridge, Tower of London, Big Ben, Wenstminster Abbey, Soho, Carnaby Street, Trafalgar Square and National Gallery ... Thai and dinner, both!

Sunday instead stroll and shopping for Camden Town, and then Tate Modern, relaxing in pubs and dinner near the home of Steve and Silvia ... After these photos

typical vacationer, it must be said that the city has thousands of ideas ... already some photos on my flickr ..

We did not have much time, we tried to see as much as possible, but surely these few days have only served to make me come aquiline in the mouth ...
I really think I'll be back soon!


Sunday, November 30, 2008

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Silence ..




I give you an immense gift
'll give you my silence

fact that intense look of mystery ..

Hear, hear
feel never heard ..
You'll see things never seen before .. You will experience chills
never tried ..

I feel under the skin
'll get to your heart
tiptoed
me not of your mind ..

you steal the soul
'll be joining you all the way ..
I'll do it with a game of silence
made of looks innocent
will give you the best of me ..

then you can take the best of you ..


Sunday, November 23, 2008

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shared Sighs ..



lips brush against
while his hands gently
sides accompanying
each sinuous ..

The breaths mingle
in the magic of the senses
where every movement
not belong to that one ..

Sighs shared
to discover a gift
for each other
until night turns to dawn ..

lost and found
each other
today as yesterday
in love without time ..

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Like ..



How a d olce thought
vor rei alber gar and men in your t and
for s APERE c dares feel for me ..

C om and a dream
vor rei Rie mp the king your nights the
for n or n you ever sleep alone or ..

C om and the wind
VORRE the dry it gar and your LACR im and
for you c bees king here nt'è easy to be happy ..

Com and ond to the sea
I breaks and RMI ll'infin ito your CuO King
to let you d ere qu ant'è great
feel my m ent for you ..

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

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Petite Graine ..



While away from his green room
It never ends in this hiding
carefully selected colors to dress slowly
Its petals heart
adjusted one to one
To make it a satin corset

Nearly
it a miracle that I feel ready
A sun
Who comes to light my planet

I have known that
fragile flowers until you see this twig
flowers that held no place
And passing without trace
With so movingly
It looks so different

Nearly
it a miracle that I feel ready
A sun
Who comes to warm my planet

Small seed lost in the universe
Who found a place on my land
It is prepared with so much love be born
being beautiful as the day

Nearly
I feel it's a miracle A sun that is about

Who comes to light my planet
Close d'elle ...

Monday, November 17, 2008

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From a tangle of streets ..



.. to a subject not to oc who open ..

Wed Avigliano ioso, I love the egg steep ..

know,
there are people who are born to dream
and others to be a dream ..
I was born to
dream and you will probably be my dream for more 'beautiful ...

por tam the street from here
c onduci me that in the town of I have the to speak,
que the place where if you raise your you are,
tut to what you can see is a portions of the sky it ,
for thè all the rest are str ade ..

str to and ov a que,
small biz ole , tor you ose,
str ade on og ni pi ano ..

camin pound smoked pipes airs in glass ,
vet ro co their ato,
lu us ov a que ..
luc ip er Backlight are those str Adine in pebbles ato
on which pa ssanti in chilly cam undermine more an more ano ..
and pass ares q uelle way
a vol arrived at ta ' height of a small piece of Article v etro,
to cr ogiola rsi and scald burned u n bit ..

in c ERCA of that warmth you sc alda the cu hours
or that cal that do good wave in co rpo ..
quite and Onati if the nsi ..
who heard do lcemente the oc who,
las cia you to nd ares
asc olta plan the whispering of those children care dare
acc bears to see who six ..
Spl and n d IDE,
six between my brac cia,
las cia you to nd are. .

You
I
and a tangle of streets ..

.. a kiss,
gushing smiles ....

_dal celestial giallo_
_dal sky to sole_

Friday, November 14, 2008

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me ..



I miss you ..
see you in every ray of sun,
in every drop of dew,
you feel in the morning breeze
and the chirping of birds ..

I look around,
and you feel everywhere ..
're part of me,
as well as everything around me ..

you in small things every day ..
snort of coffee in
early in the morning,
the tinkling of the keys to the house
to return in the evening ..

I miss you ..
And then comes Monday
market day
and you're there too ..
air of lazy passers
in the smile of infants,
in the laughter of children ..

I miss you ..
I think about you all the time,
from dawn
dusk of the evening sky ..

come for the night,
I find you even in dreams,
and that's the only way I can viverti,
without fear, without worry. .

me you came in,
and there is no other way to get you out,
not to have you here with me ..

for this
I miss you ..
because it can not have you in my days,
I can not see, neither hold, nor does it hold you ..
so I hold you close in my dreams, almost trapped,
with the possibility of love,
no longer in silence ..

I miss you ..
....

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Edelgard Motschwiller

Playing with words ..




.. We are dreamers, poets, jugglers,
clown masks and makeup,
then ordinary men, lost between tomorrow and yesterday,
between piles of words and rhymes that make you dream,
they cry, they think.

We write for our pleasure,
is our desire to communicate,
often denounce, trying to understand.

For those who want to follow,
will play with words,
secrets, sins, dreams invented
wishes come true and no,

How High concepts, passions controlled
and a series of lies, for the more forgetful.

The desire is that we want in,
not it may contain,
we not capricious, sometimes, or eternal children,
but our pun
is a need to feel close ..

Thursday, November 6, 2008

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dance ..



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Wednesday, November 5, 2008

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Normal ..


E 'this aspect that most comforts you,
be considered normal by other
and then by yourself. .
But who tells you that normal
is not the one who comes from the fees
of what we call Reality
you and the Mad
that remains trapped
in a pre-established reality ..?

not rejoice ..
.. maybe you're all wrong ..
...

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mirror dreams ..


'It is true, believe me it happened
at night on a bridge
watched the dark water with
the burning desire
a dip down.
Suddenly someone behind me
perhaps an angel dressed as a passer
took me away and said so .. "

.. wonderful ..

the kiss that never was, never was born,
imagined that kiss, awaited dream ..
kiss that never arrived,
addressed in the region of skin,
that turns cheek in lip ..
kiss that soft, sweet, sweet ..
that stolen kiss in the silence of the night,
or in the colors of an image ..
red, yellow, and a hint of green ..
under a tree waiting for you, dreamy
full of fremore
trembling at the very thought
that you can emerge from nowhere
and I see no
pursuant to let me go ..

that's what happens,
.. wonderful ..

you are my inspiration,
poetry, that candor ..
are what you always dream
what we have been trying,
but I'll never know ..
an artist, a true
man of many facets ..
poet, writer and maybe a little storyteller,
a minstrel of the past ..
comes from fairy tales,
popped out of a hat, bring the magic
that enchant young and old ..
but tell me, wonderful,
What makes you so special?

think, think ..

a child, Peter Pan and his Tinkerbell,
were flying my imagination ..
now, only you make me feel so,
light, serene, up there among the stars ..
sweet dreams, and rocked, the enchantment of the night ..

thoughts, memories ..

know who you are, but do not know you,
you feel something different ..
probably mirror what most want,
art in my day, and in my dreams ..

.. wonderful ..

.. new current born from a digression shared ..
.. wonderful ..

Friday, October 17, 2008

Skin Spots More Condition_symptoms

Moments .. Cherry



Moments elusive
sincere touch me ..
sussultto, and it all goes away ..
sleep always present,
but no strength to stand ..
by a single smile,
flickering dreams fly away,
there, beyond the sun ..
my little star
not feel alone,
are here now,
and I'll be here forever ..
.. smile ..
.. smile ..

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Saturday, October 11, 2008

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.. I want to do with you
what spring does with cherry trees ..

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Small rubies .. Delicate butterfly



Rush nostalgic melancholy, impetuous
hit like caresses fruity
the nodes of a sharp, vibrant clarity .. .
Comparisons winter invade the enigmatic
reactions of my sweetness
certainties and hesitations touching words,
promises unchangeable, unchanged.
Fables and dreamed events
I whispered their presence
small rubies that thirsty soul
long locked in a vice ...
soft, soft colors,
fragrant blue and pink
mirror lying on my emotions ......

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Ali mottled, slender,
with ivory piping air
dull gray scales and black cement.
the Search infatuated
a dream too blue,
frantically unveil the pistils diaphanous
of your smile,
wandering silently prisoner
your wings without vortex sense.
Your opalescent eyes, devoid of coral on,
dumb vivacity, that they do not hear low sounds,
tenuous inesitabili,
not breathe the scent unknown clouds,
circling helpless and profoundly shocked.
Because the heart glittering
dare not rise from the narrow asphalt?
E 'blind inevitability?
strange, unreal, harmless creature,
Fly!
beyond the silence,
beyond doubt, beyond the thought ...

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

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En argot dans le texte .. La Casada


Eve adorait the Sun
and sun golden Eve
Therefore
in the language of pleasure
shine
means enjoy
and said.

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Infiel




And I took her to the river
believe that was a maiden,
but had a husband.
Santiago was the night of
almost and commitment.
The lanterns
and went on crickets.

In the last corners
touched her sleeping breasts
and opened to me suddenly
as spikes of hyacinth.
The starch of her petticoat
sounded in my ear,
as a piece of silk
rent by ten knives.
without silver light on their foliage
trees have grown
and a horizon of dogs
barked very far from river.

Past the blackberries,
reeds and thorns,
under his mop of hair
made a hole in the earth.
I took off my tie.
She took off her dress.
I belt with the revolver.
She, her four bodices.
Nor nard nor
shells
have skin so fine,
or glass with silver
shine with such brilliance.
Her thighs slipped away from me
like startled fish,
half full of fire,
half full of cold.
That night I ran
the best of roads,
mounted on a nacre mare
without bridle stirrups.
I do not mean a man,
the things she told me.
The light of understanding
me more discreet.
sand and kisses Dirty
I took her river.
fought with the air
the swords of the iris.

I behaved like who I am.
like a gypsy.
gave a sewing The
large satin straw
and did not want to fall in love
because having husband
told me was a maiden
when the river was carrying.