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I put in the drawer ...

I put in the drawer,
the black top, still one of the bitter disappointments,
your blame, the cruel dissension and bring me back to earth after
me feel king of the world, the drop-
sfioraron your twenties that I with wings to fly away, I put in the drawer

,
the small, stained with red, that of my passions,
an overflowing heart, seen by many but by no crops,
Elder limb, still capable of strong echoes in the mind,
that if only I had heard in the moon accompanied t'avrebbe

I've put in drawer
the mating, the biggest one, what gives me life, to become intoxicated
a heart, in my dream and I live cloistered
only drawing from an angelic portrait of a passionate yearn
full of love and phrases ; flights of fancy Pristine

I put in the drawer, the full
, the one painted green, one hopes,
the radiant stars to stand out to an eternal flight together
the arms and close your eyes painted in my eyes serene and relaxed
full of tender love and pure desire

I put in the drawer,
the hidden, the silver, then that will open, be true to my
my faults and all the sorrows of the soul that
causae to who I wanted for my sake and for the illusion that I had run
bitter suffering a heart strong and deep pain.

keep out of drawers,
what I feel for you, because it's huge ...


December 30, 2009

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Where do ...

Where do
your sweet dreams, the ones where I was there
where everything was heated by the warm spring sun
your hopes and your heart full
narrow hands always full of my


Where do your rivers of words and your reasoning
when I looked in his eyes stops
and whispered sweet words in my ears
giving me the body imbued with passion

Where do those

love your conclusions at the end where it all together I found out
old and unfit to continue with you life
another love interest or pushed

Where do
to end the tears between the lines
fled away the shreds of a torn heart goodbye
images convulsive
who then saw the thousand words that I was not able to say

Where do
existence of all my keep hopes of regenerating
that I have the time expired,
hopes and empty recipient without
although sweet, tender and infused with love

December 28, 2009

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Run your life ...

Run your life
not listen to who you want to tame
trying to suborn this only means that young
round is dumb your beautiful heart
refusing to sing all her love life

Run Your
not give credit to the complaints of the elderly
Vivona they envy your coolness
only wanted to sail the ship of love
their longing to share the welcoming your gig

Run
your life and you believe you hold only who can give you love
the real and sincere, not the brothel
searches deep in his eyes and see if anything
not believe his soul and its allurements

Run your life with vibrant
helmsman; listen carefully and act
ever heart could pulsar deception
trust in love, what you can
long lead time and age for Run hand along


your life who left behind her has reduced to ashes
why are those who would like to use your
although tender, believable or not pleasing appearance
potran leading to the heart just aches and damage


December 27, 2009

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Clochard ...

Love of a homeless man dressed
carton with a heart that survives to the case where it seems
wails his grief without volertene give weight
knowing that you lead your life forward.

does not matter if it pushes you to disregard everything
especially if your heart in a tepid love staying
satiated the hungry indifferent
team know that I do not want an accident begging

Gemo my pain without wanting dartene weight without
You can expect relief any excessive
are the years that now we dan
away and starting over a thousand times have the opportunity

Since there is nothing I am the borders between love and sex in
'belief-used now reigns
no orgasm can never counterbalance
only a mild kiss on your forehead

hearten that is not what your precious body
what the table of my love is scarce
but something far more unique and valuable that
may concede only a few times in life

December 26, 2009

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not ask for dreams ...

Dusty have seized on the appearance
my heart you feel the void
my eyes san where to stay
only my mind you can remember it

that you can not feel torture is appalling and not
touch is agony continued existence
waiver rips your heart
anything you know the agony of the soul

will demand more is not admitted to the diaphanous dream that evaporates
all'arrivar dawn
leaving only its flavor as a wake
with the black abyss that you stock the day

You can not ask for comfort un'illusion
nor be led by the hand in passion
vision that only the sweet craving allows
embittered and what remains of the day

Only mad scene reaching to love the shadows
riescon the visionary imagination to carnificar
now I am come yearns for the night
you can from the stars appear to me

In each face, and every semblance of others
I measure with my eyes fixed
idea for me back then more and more disappointed and tired
feel excluded from the passage of time

25 December 2009

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still waiting ...

still expects
not even know what I will allocate
long seconds to scan
that account during the dark apathy
mortal that I do not reach mansuefare


still expects a nod, a sweet gesture, a smile
heat that in me or I find that I
ghettoized as spreaders of boredom
avoided even by those who have life before

aspect
Even after yelling at me to the moon
an echo back to me Back
silent responses gave me the wind in the cold gray of a
final season


Even the grounds look even shake
feelings and warm feelings in the minds procure
while the grains of life is under Stipan
and the last things to offer pardon thickness


still expects the franchisee falls iron node on my life
throwing arms of sweet or bottom of Hades
as a continuation of my waiting was
wears out the intent of passing each season to be

still expects
but my hand had already spread
time or only faint cries clumsy Possoni
come out of the gorge and the beautiful youth that renews itself each season
in the darkness of spietatamentesempre makes me more

December 23, 2009

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Illusions ... It winds

hopelessly in love with love
pour you all the repressed passion
to give you a sign of what I take
is dedicated to you more than I pretend.

strangled by the sigh delight
come forth from your throat and caresses kisses
Lay down on your hands that you sfioran skin
recline your head when your breasts overflow.

The long strokes on your back, accept
with sighs and groans tremors
lens and sinuous movements
will go to accompany my hands.

Looking at them in the eye gently deep
we go with the passion
reaching uncharted blue top
accompanied by a flurry of indescribable pleasure

Then you worry about not be left alone
and pulling me in your love of spiral
flying through clouds, colors and thousands of sounds
an otherwise unplayability melody

continuing to caress your beautiful body
back slowly become aware
thousand years it seems that we fly together
eager only to re-explain our wings again.

hoped to dream of tomorrow ....



December 20, 2009

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time ...

It unravels the time

But when he started he was just real life

I only end edifying as successes

subjecting the heart to the goals and career

unheard vortex of the silent days.

It unravels the time

and when I became aware of my empty

I found myself with youth already wasted

without its finish m 'had given notice

free to those who divide the most important thing

It unravels the time

embraced reasons, excuses and false reasons why

what was right for the sacrifice that my treasure

received dress up with titles, glories and laurels

to hide the true life shipwreck hard

It unravels the time

apathetic fire crackles in the fireplace and groans

but not the soul comes to me its heat

and neither of my faithful head on the hot legs

can lenir the painful void that is inside me

It unravels the time

and now that the season of the acts has failed

is that desperate void I took them to

looks and getting them to steal other people's lives

deluded to inspire even interior warm concern

It unravels the time

and every day a story surfaces on the face wrinkle

sign of bitter regret that will flow in vain

for ignoring those who wanted to live in the heart

the stupid hope to find again ' love.

... with you.

December 18, 2009

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Now ...

















With your little face from

lost puppy and your diamonds from the lids concealed
're dividing up your dreams with wonder
sleep I kidnapped your sweet old man braking
hardly craving for love
look forward to the unfolding of these two treasures to
deporci a tender kiss, sucking
a flattering tapered from your hands.
dimostar Thee and yet my love.

Now, now everything is being done ....

December 16, 2009
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Who cares ...
















Who cares if
behind the hill the sun still shines
and nothing comes to my heart that your
not remember if your eyes bright and alive and
away your lips feel dry and cold


Who cares to know the 'Your love does not cease to burn
if its flame
if I can not warm up in your sweet eyes, I can not investigate
if I can not take your face in my hands


Who cares if shining above the clouds, the stars shining
and look where I walk alone I put
nothing and no one now holds my hands and only the wind wipes
what falls from the eyes


Who cares if I sit exhausted on a bench of heedless
cold and its sharp blades
that we couple to the painful chill that comes over me as distant memories
rivivon prioettati
on the ground and lost riportan joyful voices and faces delicate


Who cares if I sorpassan hearts young man carelessly unaware that behind

those wrinkles and gray that even an old heart throbs with love
even if she is patiently waiting
that late every day to come ...

December 14, 2009

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close my eyes ...













close my eyes I surrender to your vision until
comprehending the sweet scent your deliberations
the sound of your own words to me
tighten the aer you
includes the idea of \u200b\u200bkissing your lips punicea
craving love with the image of your
that at any time in meeting me ...

December 12, 2009