Calamity JaneIl giorno in cui un uomo stupirà una donna andremo a piedi a Santiago...... del Cile!http://blog.libero.it/Calamity/2012-09-05T14:25:42+02:00Libero Blogsexy.UrbanSurvivalIV2010-02-07T13:47:42+02:002010-02-07T13:47:42+02:00http://blog.libero.it/Calamity/8391498.htmlDecisamentesexyA volte la verità ti arriva da un posto tranquillo... Delle volte, invece, da un posto m...<div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><strong><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04">A volte la verità ti arriva da un posto tranquillo... </span></span></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><strong><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04">Delle volte, invece, da un posto molto incasinato. </span></span></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><strong><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04">Come adesso che mi trovo nella metro ad osservare chi scende , chi sale... chi rimane. </span></span></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><strong></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><strong><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04">Penso un pò ad alta voce mentre le persone si muovono nella loro danza quotidiana, il che mi fa guadagnare l'occhiata torva del mio dirimpettaio di posto sul cui volto compare un punto interrogativo enorme e una scritta scorrevole a led che recita:</span></span></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><strong><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04">"Bella ragazza, ma un pò toccata. Bella ragazza, ma un pò toccata. Bella ragazza, ma... " </span></span></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><strong><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04">Si ok, è vero. Ma ora basta, eh!</span></span></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><strong></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><strong><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04">Dicevo... Alla fine chi sono queste persone se non la copia esatta di tutti i miei amori? Il vecchio occhialuto che legge il giornale che a stento mantiene l'equilibrio mentre l'autista si diverte ad inchiodare, ricorda quel tipo che giurava e negava come se niente fosse, a me e a se stesso. </span></span></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><strong><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04">Il tipo alto ed ossuto, ricorda l'anaffettivo e arido che ho provato ad irrigare con la dolcezza. </span></span></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><strong><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04">Gli occhi del bambino che la zingara porta per mano, ricordano lo sguardo privo di stima ed ammirazione dell'egoista che cova rancore.</span></span></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><strong><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04">La ragazza al mio fianco che sfoglia distratta il suo libro tentando di leggere ciò che scrivo (la smetti o no di sbirciare?!), è identica al curioso che voleva scoprire ciò che nascondo sotto l'incarto come se fossi un regalo di Natale che poi, inesorabilmente, vene accantonato insieme a tuti gli altri.</span></span></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="text-align: justify;"><br /><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><strong><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04">A volte la verità ti arriva da un posto tranquillo... </span></span></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><strong><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04">Delle volte da un posto molto incasinato. </span></span></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><strong><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04">Penso a noi, a te.</span></span></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><strong><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04">Ti rivedo passeggiero dentro questo vagone ed il tuo volto si confonde con quello di questi sconosciuti con cui ho tante cose in comune, ma nessuna che ci lega.</span></span></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="text-align: justify;"><br /><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><strong><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04">L'ho detto! Ad alta voce... cazzo vi guardate??!!</span></span></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><strong><span style="color: #888888;">.</span></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><strong></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><strong><span style="color: #888888;"><img src="http://www.filippogalluzzi.it/IMAGES/UNDERGROUND/FULL/metro_02.jpg" alt="" width="522" height="386" /></span></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><strong></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><strong><span style="color: #888888;">+++++++++++++++++++++</span></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><strong></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><strong><span style="color: #800000;"><span class="ske05"><span style="font-family: impact,chicago;">SONDAGGIO: Secondo voi cambiano le abitudini sessuali nelle coppie di lunga data?? Come?</span></span></span></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><strong></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><strong><span style="color: #888888;">Baci baci decyni miei! </span></strong></span></span></span></div>Buona Natale a tutti... e per pochi Merry Newtomas!!! ;)2009-12-24T14:00:08+02:002009-12-24T14:00:08+02:00http://blog.libero.it/Calamity/8184144.htmlDecisamentesexy<p style="text-align: center;"><object width="445" height="364"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xq2i8mt2QxI&hl=it_IT&fs=1&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b&border=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xq2i8mt2QxI&hl=it_IT&fs=1&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="445" height="364"></embed></object></p>Distanze2009-12-12T16:43:07+02:002009-12-12T16:43:07+02:00http://blog.libero.it/Calamity/8127792.htmlDecisamentesexyIl metabolismo lentamente t'assimila. La tua freddezza priva d'ogni valore aggiunto la mia sciapa in...<div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="color: #888888;"><strong><span class="ske03"><em>Il metabolismo lentamente t'assimila. <br />La tua freddezza priva d'ogni valore aggiunto </em></span></strong></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="color: #888888;"><strong><span class="ske03"><em>la mia sciapa indifferenza.<br />La tua vicinanza non ha più fremiti ne rossori. <br />Vestito di carta pesta, marionettà, </em></span></strong></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="color: #888888;"><strong><span class="ske03"><em>esibisci capacità d'oratore davanti un miope interesse.<br />Ogni involontario tocco epidermico, </em></span></strong></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="color: #888888;"><strong><span class="ske03"><em>lascia solo il fastidio tediato di ciò che il cuore non vuole.<br />Nessuno ride più dietro questa tenda rosso rubino. </em></span></strong></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="color: #888888;"><strong><span class="ske03"><em>Il pubblico in silenzio si allontana </em></span></strong></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="color: #888888;"><strong><span class="ske03"><em>come a volerci lasciare soli </em></span></strong></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="color: #888888;"><strong><span class="ske03"><em>in questo composto imbarazzo </em></span></strong></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="color: #888888;"><strong><span class="ske03"><em>che non ci appartiene. </em></span></strong></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="color: #888888;"><strong><span class="ske03"><em></em></span></strong></span> </div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="color: #888888;"><strong><span class="ske03"><em>(V.D.)</em></span></strong></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="color: #888888;"><strong><span class="ske03"><em></em></span></strong></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="color: #888888;"><strong><span class="ske03"><em></em></span></strong></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><object width="395" height="307"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c5kJqDyZm-8&hl=it_IT&fs=1&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b&border=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c5kJqDyZm-8&hl=it_IT&fs=1&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="395" height="307"></embed></object> </div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="color: #888888;"><strong></strong></span> </div>Dedali emotivi2009-11-26T17:51:17+02:002009-11-26T17:51:17+02:00http://blog.libero.it/Calamity/8049110.htmlDecisamentesexyQuante mani t'hanno sfioratomio viso schivo. Quanti occhi curiosihanno violato sonniispezionand...<p><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">Quante mani t'hanno sfiorato</span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">mio viso schivo. </span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">Quanti occhi curiosi</span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">hanno violato sonni</span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">ispezionando i tuoi profili. </span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">Unità e moltitudine si fondono</span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">in quest'oceano sapido d'ammonimenti.</span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">Esperienze senza memoria</span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">vagano nell'Ellesponto dei tuoi pensieri.</span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">Eroi senza divinità da sfidare solcano le tue acque.</span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">Argonauti senza vello stretto in pugno:</span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">Meleagro, Orfeo, Peleo, Teseo o Admeto,</span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">forse i loro nomi. </span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">Ladri di sospiri, di vita e secoli di me. <br /><br />Dietro quest'occhi velati d'emozioni, </span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">mostri vittime d'amore</span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">vagano prigionieri in un dedalo di speranze</span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">e nessuna Arianna amorevole a porgergli la soluzione.</span></em></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">(V.D.)</span></em></span></p><p><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3243/2831720535_4a4a9e7fda_o.jpg" alt="" width="500" /></p><p> </p><p> </p>Sindrome di Stoccolma2009-11-21T10:46:51+02:002009-11-21T10:46:51+02:00http://blog.libero.it/Calamity/8022881.htmlDecisamentesexyRitorno li da dove son fuggita, le tue mani. Speravo d'esser scampata al tuo incidente mortale. (Sci...<div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">Ritorno li da dove son fuggita, </span></em></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Contenttext-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">le tue mani. </span></em></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Contenttext-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">Speravo d'esser scampata </span></em></span></span></span><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">al tuo incidente mortale. </span></em></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Contenttext-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">(Sciocca)</span></em></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Contenttext-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">Organi ed emozioni </span></em></span></span></span><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">formano un tutt'uno </span></em></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Contenttext-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">nella gabbia toracica </span></em></span></span></span><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">ora che ti vedo. </span></em></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Contenttext-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">Abbasso gli occhi. </span></em></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Contenttext-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">L'anima arrossisce </span></em></span></span></span><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">davanti a queste carni </span></em></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Contenttext-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">dilaniate dalla voglia.</span></em></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Contenttext-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">Volto le spalle con passo frettoloso </span></em></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Contenttext-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">a questo desiderio </span></em></span></span></span><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">che mi condanna, </span></em></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Contenttext-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">mentre accarezzi furtivo le mie paure.</span></em></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Contenttext-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><em></em></span></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Contenttext-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">Il cuore rigetta tutti gli innesti compatibili.</span></em></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Contenttext-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">Tranne quello del suo carnefice.</span></em></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Contenttext-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03"><br /></span></em></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Contenttext-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><em></em></span></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Contenttext-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span class="ske03">(V.D.)</span></em></span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Contenttext-align: left;"></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Contenttext-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Contenttext-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><img src="http://www.nicobastone.com/images/BWLaFuga.JPG" alt="" width="500" height="393" /></span></span></span></div>...2009-11-19T08:58:20+02:002009-11-19T08:58:20+02:00http://blog.libero.it/Calamity/8012340.htmlCompratemi_su_Ebay<p style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://www.stardustmovies.com/img_film/(stardustmovies)Wolverine.jpg" alt="" width="269" height="446" /></p>Déjà vu2009-11-14T11:35:42+02:002009-11-14T11:35:42+02:00http://blog.libero.it/Calamity/7989366.htmlDecisamentesexy Fai star fermo il mio amore ti prego. La tua presenza mi rovina il sonno. Ti sorprendo a curio...<p><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03"> <span style="color: #888888;"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">Fai star fermo il mio amore ti prego. </span></span></span></em></strong></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><strong><em><span class="ske03">La tua presenza mi rovina il sonno. </span></em></strong></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">Ti sorprendo a curiosare nell'archivio delle nostre emozioni </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">come un ex inquilino di un appartamento abbandonato da tempo </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">che spera di trovare i segni della sua permanenza. </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">Socchiudo l'ingresso. </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">Non servono chiavi ne luchetti, </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">li apriresti con un gesto distratto della mano </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">come ogni bravo illusionista. </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">Da una scatola fuggono urla soffocate </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">ed echi di ti amo già vissuti. </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">Non toccare i sigilli della mia malinconia, ti prego. </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">Le finestre sono rotte. </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">Scheggie-speranza di cristalli-promesse </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">invadono il pavimento e feriscono un già percorso cammino. </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">Inorridisco a questa scena, </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">mentre tirandomi per il bavero dell'anima </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">mi trascini ridendo in posti già troppo visti e vissuti insieme.</span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">In un bazar confondo la tua bocca </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">con l'odore intenso di lavanda.</span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">Mai così presente in me </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">come in questa permanenza d'attimi lunghi anni,</span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">ti fuggo nascondendomi nella consapevolezza del tuo sorriso. </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03"> </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03"><img src="http://th03.deviantart.net/fs51/300W/f/2009/259/8/5/nature_love_by_Sophie0305.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="300" /></span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></p><p style="PADDING-LEFT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03"> </span></em></strong></span></span></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">Fai star fermo il mio amore ti prego. </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">La tua presenza mi accarezza il sonno. </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">Ti sorprendo a curiosare nell'archivio delle mie emozioni </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">come un nuovo inquilino di un appartamento abbandonato da tempo </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">che spera di trovare i segni della precedente permanenza. </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">Socchiudo l'ingresso. </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">Non servono chiavi ne luchetti,</span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">li apriresti con un gesto distratto della mano </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">come ogni bravo illusionista. </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">Da una scatola fuggono urla soffocate </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">ed echi di ti amo mai vissuti. </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">(Non toccare i sigilli della mia speranza, ti prego.) </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">Le finestre sono rotte.</span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">Scheggie-speranza di cristalli-promesse </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">invadono il pavimento e feriscono un mai percorso cammino. </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">Inorridisco a questa scena,</span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">mentre tirandomi per il bavero dell'anima </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">mi trascini ridendo in posti già visti e mai vissuti insieme.</span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">In un bazar confondo la tua bocca </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">con l'odore intenso di pancrazio. </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">Mai così presente in me </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">come in questa assenza d'anni lunghi attimi, </span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span class="ske03">ti trovo nascondendomi nell'inconsapevolezza del tuo sorriso.</span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em></em></strong></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: right;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span style="color: #888888;"><strong><em>(V.D.)</em></strong></span></span></span></p>Chet Baker - Almost blue2009-11-11T18:43:35+02:002009-11-11T18:43:35+02:00http://blog.libero.it/Calamity/7976149.htmlDecisamentesexyAlmost blueAlmost doing things we used to doThere's a girl here and she's almost youAlmost all the t...<div><span class="testo_orig">Almost blue<br />Almost doing things we used to do<br />There's a girl here and she's almost you<br />Almost all the things that your eyes once promised<br />I see in hers too<br />Now your eyes are red from crying<br /><br />Almost blue<br />Flirting with this disaster became me<br />It named me as the fool who only aimed to be<br />Almost blue<br />It's almost touching it will almost do<br />There's a part of me that's always true...always<br />Not all good things come to an end<br />now it is only a chosen few<br />I've seen such an unhappy couple<br /><br />Almost me<br />Almost you<br />Almost blue</span></div><p> </p><p><object width="660" height="525"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z4PKzz81m5c&hl=it&fs=1&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b&border=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z4PKzz81m5c&hl=it&fs=1&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="660" height="525"></embed></object></p>Ossimoro2009-11-08T16:08:27+02:002009-11-08T16:08:27+02:00http://blog.libero.it/Calamity/7959411.htmlDecisamentesexyCon leggerezza chiudimi fuori dal tuo mondo. Con movimenti muti delle labbra ripetimi un l...<div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span style="color: #888888;">Con leggerezza chiudimi fuori dal tuo mondo. <br />Con movimenti muti delle labbra ripetimi un loop d'addio.</span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><br /><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span style="color: #888888;">Che nel vuoto dei tuoi sentimenti Eco non t'aiuti nell'impresa. <br />Che trovi mille ostacoli morbidi d'emozioni vissute su cui attutire il suo sordo grido. </span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span style="color: #888888;"> </span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span style="color: #888888;">Con un atto di inutile coraggio finiscici come un cavallo mai stato zoppo. </span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span style="color: #888888;">Spara ad occhi chiusi e che la mira sia più ferma della tua determinazione.</span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span style="color: #888888;"> </span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span style="color: #888888;">Usa solventi forti che sciolgano dalle tue mani </span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span style="color: #888888;">quel collante invisibile che ci fa aderire anche nell'assenza. </span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><br /><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span style="color: #888888;">Plasma con sole e fango una cattedrale di convinzioni </span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span style="color: #888888;">che non si sbriciolino tra le tue mani mentre me ne fai mostra. </span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><br /><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span style="color: #888888;">Semina menzogne, curale con attenzione. </span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span style="color: #888888;">Rendile forti bastoni in grado di poter sostenere questa rinuncia. </span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span style="color: #888888;"> </span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span style="color: #888888;">Sequestra la felicità a cui non ci vuoi condannare. </span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span style="color: #888888;">Tortura la consapevolezza gettandole sul volto un panno intriso di gocce di pianto.</span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span style="color: #888888;">Ed infine rendimi libera da queste corde che mi impediscono d'odiarti. </span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span style="color: #888888;"> </span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span style="color: #888888;">(V.D.)</span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span style="color: #888888;"><img src="http://www.veganzetta.org/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/filospinato.jpg" alt="" width="526" height="364" /></span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em><span style="color: #888888;">§-- Ringrazio F.F. per avermi indirettamente suggerito il titolo! Smack</span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="GBThreadMessageRow_Body_Contenttext-align: center;"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske04"><strong><em></em></strong></span></span></div>Nasso2009-11-03T10:40:11+02:002009-11-03T10:40:11+02:00http://blog.libero.it/Calamity/7932627.htmlDecisamentesexyArianna su quest'isola.Attendo occhi curiosi.Mani pulite.Gesti sprecisi.Attendo salvezza.Un bravo ch...<p style="text-align: right;"><p><p><p><p><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #888888;"><strong><em></em></strong></span></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #888888;"><strong><em></em></strong></span></span></p><p style="text-align: right;"><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #888888;"><strong><em>Arianna su quest'isola.</em></strong></span></span></p><p style="text-align: right;"><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #888888;"><strong><em>Attendo occhi curiosi.</em></strong></span></span></p><p style="text-align: right;"><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #888888;"><strong><em>Mani pulite.</em></strong></span></span></p><p style="text-align: right;"><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #888888;"><strong><em>Gesti sprecisi.</em></strong></span></span></p><p style="text-align: right;"><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #888888;"><strong><em>Attendo salvezza.</em></strong></span></span></p><p style="text-align: right;"><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #888888;"><strong><em>Un bravo chirurgo.</em></strong></span></span></p><p style="text-align: right;"><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #888888;"><strong><em> </em></strong></span></span></p><p style="text-align: right;"><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #888888;"><strong><em>(V.D.)</em></strong></span></span></p><p style="text-align: right;"> <img src="http://www1.nital.it/uploads/ori/200901/gallery_4965b2ca4c908_Attesa.jpg" alt="" width="524" height="654" /></p></p></p></p></p>Ciao Alda...2009-11-02T13:17:16+02:002009-11-02T13:17:16+02:00http://blog.libero.it/Calamity/7927772.htmlDecisamentesexyNon ho bisogno di denaro. Ho bisogno di sentimenti, di parole, di parole scelte sapientemente, di fi...<p><span class="ske06"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><em><span style="color: #ff99cc;"><strong></strong></span></em></span></span></p><p><span class="ske06"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><em><span style="color: #ff99cc;"><strong></strong></span></em></span></span></p><p><span class="ske06"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><em><span style="color: #ff99cc;"><strong>Non ho bisogno di denaro. <br />Ho bisogno di sentimenti, <br /></strong></span></em></span></span><span class="ske06"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><em><span style="color: #ff99cc;"><strong>di parole, di parole scelte sapientemente, <br />di fiori detti pensieri, <br />di rose dette presenze, <br />di sogni che abitino gli alberi, <br />di canzoni che facciano danzare le statue, <br />di stelle che mormorino all' orecchio degli amanti. <br /></strong></span></em></span></span><span class="ske06"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><em><span style="color: #ff99cc;"><strong>Ho bisogno di poesia, <br /></strong></span></em></span></span><span class="ske06"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><em><span style="color: #ff99cc;"><strong>questa magia che brucia la pesantezza delle parole, <br />che risveglia le emozioni e dà colori nuovi. </strong></span></em></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><em><span style="color: #ff99cc;"><strong></strong></span></em></span><span class="ske06"><br /></span><p><span class="ske06"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><em><span style="color: #ff99cc;"><strong>Alda Merini</strong></span></em></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><em><span style="color: #ff99cc;"><strong> </strong></span></em></span></p><p><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><em><span style="color: #ff99cc;"><strong> </strong></span></em></span></p></p>Anacronismo cardiaco2009-11-01T14:58:22+02:002009-11-01T14:58:22+02:00http://blog.libero.it/Calamity/7923088.htmlDecisamentesexy Uno sparo rompe il silenzio.Non mi impressionano più parole ben ordinate!Frasi, come ti...<p><span class="ske03"><em><span style="color: #888888;"><strong> </strong></span></em></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><em><span style="color: #888888;"><strong>Uno sparo rompe il silenzio.</strong></span></em></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><em><span style="color: #888888;"><strong>Non mi impressionano più parole ben ordinate!</strong></span></em></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><em><span style="color: #888888;"><strong>Frasi, come titoli di coda in un cinema troppo troppo affollato, </strong></span></em></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><em><span style="color: #888888;"><strong>scorrono davanti i miei occhi,</strong></span></em></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><em><span style="color: #888888;"><strong>assenti di sentimento e distrattamente scritte.</strong></span></em></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><em><span style="color: #888888;"><strong>Da te.</strong></span></em></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><em><span style="color: #888888;"><strong>Da lui.</strong></span></em></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><em><span style="color: #888888;"><strong>Dalla presunzione di un Nessuno come voi.</strong></span></em></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><em><span style="color: #888888;"><strong>I ritorni nascondono solitudine inopportuna.</strong></span></em></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><em><span style="color: #888888;"><strong>Anche i miei.</strong></span></em></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><em><span style="color: #888888;"><strong> </strong></span></em></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><em><span style="color: #888888;"><strong>(V.D.)</strong></span></em></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span class="ske03"><em><span style="color: #888888;"><strong> <img src="http://fc04.deviantart.com/fs12/i/2006/334/7/5/love__indifference__hate_by_tuff__ghost.jpg" alt="" width="545" height="154" /></strong></span></em></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span class="ske03"><em><span style="color: #888888;"><strong><span class="ske06"><span style="color: #800000;">x</span></span></strong></span></em></span></p>Sijmadichandhapajiee2009-10-30T15:20:48+02:002009-10-30T15:20:48+02:00http://blog.libero.it/Calamity/7913149.htmlDecisamentesexyLa musica nel cuore e il sorriso sul volto.<IMG width="120" height="90" SRC="http://blog.libero.it/Calamity/getmedia.php?Hor%60zo%2Cgm%7DKg%60w_gh%7D5%7C%60%3B-14319i%27%3F1081k%25aied-oxsa%7CieidiC%3E%2719%27z%05kgonmghom%05jL" border="1" align="left"><p><object width="279" height="231"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6KaXzzHEC9Y&hl=it&fs=1&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b&border=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6KaXzzHEC9Y&hl=it&fs=1&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="279" height="231"></embed></object></p><p><span class="ske05"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"><strong><span class="ske06">La musica nel cuore </span></strong></span></span></p><p><span class="ske05"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"><strong><span class="ske06">e il sorriso sul volto.</span></strong></span></span></p>Delle volte ritorni di sera2009-10-29T15:32:23+02:002009-10-29T15:32:23+02:00http://blog.libero.it/Calamity/7907264.htmlDecisamentesexyDelle volte ritorni di sera mentre stanca eseguo d'istinto automatismi quotidiani.Intervieni nelle &...<p><span class="ske03"><em><span style="color: #888888;"><br /></span></em></span></p><div><p><span class="ske03"><em><span style="color: #888888;">Delle volte ritorni di sera mentre stanca eseguo d'istinto automatismi quotidiani.</span></em></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><em><span style="color: #888888;">Intervieni nelle piccole azioni e ti riprendi quelle che t'appartenevano mentre di due facevamo uno.</span></em></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><em><span style="color: #888888;">Ti abbandoni stanco sul divano. </span></em></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><em><span style="color: #888888;">Accendi la tv. </span></em></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><em><span style="color: #888888;">Ridi alle battute di un comico. </span></em></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><em><span style="color: #888888;">Mi chiami a te divertito, mi stringi, m'abbracci.</span></em></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><em><span style="color: #888888;">Io ti guardo giocosamente torva mentre libero i miei capelli dal tuo bottone.</span></em></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><em><span style="color: #888888;">Vado in cucina e torno porgendoti una tazza, la tua.</span></em></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><em><span style="color: #888888;">Ti faccio ridere con una delle nostre smorfie.</span></em></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><em><span style="color: #888888;">Ti versi addosso un pò di tisana bollente.</span></em></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><em><span style="color: #888888;">Sorridendo soddisfatta della mia piccola vendetta, ti bacio prima sulle labbra poi sulla bruciatura mentre mi guardi imbronciato.</span></em></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><em><span style="color: #888888;">Facendo leva sul mio amore mi butti a terra e mi riempi di morsi e baci e poi morsi e ancora baci.</span></em></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><em><span style="color: #888888;">-Basta, basta!- urlo ridendo.</span></em></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><em><span style="color: #888888;">E tu, ubbidiente, ti dissolvi tornando in quel posto dello stomaco da dove sei venuto.</span></em></span></p><span class="ske03"><em></em></span></div><p><span class="ske03"><em></em></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><em><span style="color: #888888;">(V.D.)</span></em></span><p><span class="ske03"><em><span style="color: #888888;"><img src="http://byfiles.storage.live.com/y1pwnrNZ_sFk_c8hOzFttZIQFGNTcLcHMmuuqImbOQL7I1dO8JbSsf6vwZFuEjehv688bxsF5DInJc" alt="" width="600" height="399" /></span></em></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><em><span style="color: #2b2b2b;">(A chi dal mio cuore, nonostante tutto e tutti, non riesce proprio ad andarsene.)</span></em></span></p></p><p> </p>Orizzonte degli eventi2009-10-26T13:19:55+02:002009-10-26T13:19:55+02:00http://blog.libero.it/Calamity/7889967.htmlDecisamentesexyArresa osservo vorticare quella che fu la nostra apnea sull'orizzonte degli eventi,un nessun luogo d...<IMG width="120" height="90" SRC="http://blog.libero.it/Calamity/getmedia.php?%5Cor%60zo%2Cgm%7DKg%60w_gh%7D5%7C%60%3F%273%3C898i%27%3F1081k%25aied-oxsa%7CieidiC%3E%2719%27z%05kgonmghom%05jL" border="1" align="left"><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: 'courier new', courier;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', geneva;">Arresa osservo vorticare </span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: 'courier new', courier;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', geneva;">quella che fu la nostra apnea sull'orizzonte degli eventi,</span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: 'courier new', courier;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', geneva;">un nessun luogo di un nessun spazio o forse d'altri mille.</span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: 'courier new', courier;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', geneva;">Un frammento luminoso è il pianeta dove t'ho recluso.</span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: 'courier new', courier;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', geneva;">Un Flare mi acceca. Mai più te. </span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: 'courier new', courier;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', geneva;">Grida vittoria un coro lontano anni luce.</span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: 'courier new', courier;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', geneva;">Una scure affilata si abbatte su preconcetti di padre</span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: 'courier new', courier;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', geneva;">liberando una nuova Minerva.</span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: 'courier new', courier;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', geneva;">Nuove messi raccoglie Cerere. </span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: 'courier new', courier;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', geneva;">Nuove frecce scagliate distrattamente mi sfiorano,</span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: 'courier new', courier;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', geneva;">invulnerabile Achille.</span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: 'courier new', courier;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', geneva;">Nuovi squarci una mattina di settembre,</span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: 'courier new', courier;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', geneva;">Porta Pia filtra luce di sacrificio e libertà. </span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: 'courier new', courier;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', geneva;">Anime divise attraversano il muro</span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: 'courier new', courier;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', geneva;">in una Berlino non poi così tanto fredda.</span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: 'courier new', courier;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', geneva;">Nel mediastino anteriore pulsano ora </span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: 'courier new', courier;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', geneva;">solo memorie di gloria.</span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: 'courier new', courier;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', geneva;">Non un palliativo mi tira via per il braccio </span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: 'courier new', courier;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', geneva;">da questa tempesta incessante. </span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: 'courier new', courier;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', geneva;">Nessuna sirena canta un'ammaliante rivalsa. </span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: 'courier new', courier;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', geneva;">Nessuna battaglia porta più Ulisse lontano da Itaca. </span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: 'courier new', courier;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', geneva;">Nessuna sfida tra queste braccia che, mai così ferme, </span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: 'courier new', courier;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', geneva;">mi stringono tremanti.</span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: 'courier new', courier;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', geneva;">(V.D.)</span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p><img src="http://byfiles.storage.live.com/y1p0-lmb1HQEf_AEGItCc1HrKqGSChpywG2n7D0jp7oEHop4l0uaPA3SNC3fhIuATT3-kUJ8PBuMm8" alt="" width="328" height="400" /></p>Emissioni2009-10-25T19:53:23+02:002009-10-25T19:53:23+02:00http://blog.libero.it/Calamity/7886684.htmlDecisamentesexy Ci sono emozioni che malgrado tutto durano per sempre.Anche se il calendario mostra ...<IMG width="120" height="90" SRC="http://blog.libero.it/Calamity/getmedia.php?Uor%60zo%2Cgm%7DKg%60w_gh%7D5%7C%60%3E%25%3C22%3C8i%27%3F1081k%25aied-oxsa%7CieidiC%3E%2719%27z%05kgonmghom%05jI" border="1" align="left"><p> </p><p><span style="color: #cc3366;"><span class="ske04" style="color: #ffffff;"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span style="font-family: 'book antiqua', palatino;"><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span style="font-family: 'book antiqua', palatino;"><span style="text-decoration: none;">Ci sono emozioni che malgrado tutto durano per sempre.</span></span></em></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #ffffff;"><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span style="font-family: 'book antiqua', palatino;"><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span style="font-family: 'book antiqua', palatino;">Anche se il calendario mostra il passaggio di</span></em></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span style="font-family: 'book antiqua', palatino;"><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span style="font-family: 'book antiqua', palatino;"> </span></em></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span style="font-family: 'book antiqua', palatino;"><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span style="font-family: 'book antiqua', palatino;">giorni, mesi, anni, </span></em></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span style="font-family: 'book antiqua', palatino;"><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span style="font-family: 'book antiqua', palatino;">restano li in un posto buio e dimenticato della nostra</span></em></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span style="font-family: 'book antiqua', palatino;"><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span style="font-family: 'book antiqua', palatino;"> </span></em></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span style="font-family: 'book antiqua', palatino;"><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span style="font-family: 'book antiqua', palatino;">memoria, ma vive.</span></em></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p><em><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span style="font-family: 'book antiqua', palatino;">Quando riemergono la loro forza resuscita così violentemente da riportarci in luoghi pieni di luce in cui il tempo non esiste e dove in un solo istante lo spazio si dilata, si riempie e alla fine si dissolve.</span></em></span></span></em><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span style="font-family: 'book antiqua', palatino;"><br /></span></em></span></span></p><p><em><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span style="font-family: 'book antiqua', palatino;">Può essere oggi la una voce alla tv che a tutti parla di auto ma che a te sussurra "ti amerò per sempre".</span></em></span></span></em><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span style="font-family: 'book antiqua', palatino;"><br /></span></em></span></span></p><p><em><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span style="font-family: 'book antiqua', palatino;">Può essere il profumo del Lliri de mar che ti strappa dalla congestione di un mercato e ti porta nei luoghi di infanzia.</span></em></span></span></em><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span style="font-family: 'book antiqua', palatino;"><br /></span></em></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #ffffff;"><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span style="font-family: 'book antiqua', palatino;"><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span style="font-family: 'book antiqua', palatino;">Può essere uno schizzo di Picasso che ti ripete le speranze racchiuse in </span></em></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span style="font-family: 'book antiqua', palatino;"><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span style="font-family: 'book antiqua', palatino;"> </span></em></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="color: #888888;"><span class="ske03"><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #888888;"><span style="font-family: 'book antiqua', palatino;"><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span style="font-family: 'book antiqua', palatino;">un abbraccio.</span></em></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span style="font-family: 'book antiqua', palatino;"><br /></span></em></span></span></p><p><em><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span style="font-family: 'book antiqua', palatino;">Può essere una filastrocca antica che ti ricorda gli insegnamenti di padre.</span></em></span></span></em><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span style="font-family: 'book antiqua', palatino;"><br /></span></em></span></span></p><p><em><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span style="font-family: 'book antiqua', palatino;">Può essere nulla per voi e allo stesso tempo tutta la mia vita.</span></em></span></span></em></p><p><em><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #888888;"><em><span style="font-family: 'book antiqua', palatino;">(V.D.)</span></em></span></span></em></p><p><img src="http://img205.imageshack.us/img205/1889/senzanometruecolor01fh1.jpg" alt="" /></p>Avanzi di memoria2009-10-21T17:15:04+02:002009-10-21T17:15:04+02:00http://blog.libero.it/Calamity/7864594.htmlDecisamentesexyCiò che resta di me è un istinto sovversivo durante il Terzo Reich.Un manicomio di fra...<IMG width="120" height="90" SRC="http://blog.libero.it/Calamity/getmedia.php?Qor%60zo%2Cgm%7DKg%60w_gh%7D5%7C%60%3E%25%3D1468i%27%3F1081k%25aied-oxsa%7CieidiC%3E%2719%27z%05kgonmghom%05jI" border="1" align="left"><p><strong><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03">Ciò che resta di me è un istinto sovversivo durante il Terzo Reich.</span></span></strong><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03"><br /></span></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><strong><span style="color: #999999;">Un manicomio di frame che fuggono dall'ippocampo. </span></strong></span><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03"><strong></strong></span></span></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><strong><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03">Un</span></span></strong><strong><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03">’ondata di dopamina che non si ferma a bagnare il presente.</span></span></strong></span><span class="ske03"><strong><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03"><br /><br /></span></span></strong></span><strong></strong><span class="ske03"><strong><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03">Ciò che resta di me è la fierezza di Ettore mentre cade. </span></span></strong></span><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03"><strong></strong></span></span></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><strong><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03">È la ferita che si riapre con un colpo mortale inferto dall'orgoglio.</span></span></strong></span><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03"><strong></strong></span></span></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><strong><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03">Sono avanzi di memoria.</span></span></strong></span><span class="ske03"><strong><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03"><br /><br /></span></span></strong></span><strong></strong><span class="ske03"><strong><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03">Ciò che resta di me non è oro, ne argento tantomeno platino, è rame buon conduttore.</span></span></strong></span><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03"><strong></strong></span></span></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><strong><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03">È un'energia imbrigliata in grado di illuminare una Parigi qualunque.</span></span></strong></span><span class="ske03"><strong><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03"> </span></span></strong></span><span class="ske03"><strong><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03"><br /><br /></span></span></strong></span><strong></strong><span class="ske03"><strong><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03">Ciò che resta di me è un nome sognato e non più sussurrato all'orecchio. </span></span></strong></span><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03"><strong></strong></span></span></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><strong><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03">Una manciata d'occhi grandi che ti guardano ridendo. </span></span></strong></span><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03"><strong></strong></span></span></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><strong><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03">Delle mani che esprimono silenziosi pensieri.</span></span></strong></span><span class="ske03"><strong><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03"><br /></span></span></strong></span><span><strong></strong></span></p><p><span><strong><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03">Ciò che resta di me è un universo in un guscio di mandorla amara. </span></span></strong></span><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03"><strong></strong></span></span></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><strong><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03">Migliaia di micromondi sfiorati. </span></span></strong></span><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03"><strong></strong></span></span></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><strong><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03">Migliaia di parole sorde e voci che promettono fuori sync</span></span></strong></span><span class="ske03"><strong><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03">. </span></span></strong></span><span class="ske03"><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03"><strong></strong></span></span></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><strong><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03">Migliaia di maschere illuse d'essere uniche che si confondono tra loro.</span></span></strong></span><span class="ske03"><strong><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03"> </span></span></strong></span><span class="ske03"><strong><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03"><br /><br /></span></span></strong></span><strong></strong><span class="ske03"><strong><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03">Ciò che resta di me non è più un traguardo dove coriandoli e trombette acclamanti stanno ad aspettare pochi istanti di gloria. </span></span><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="ske03"><strong><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03">È </span></span></strong></span><span class="ske03"><strong><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03"> </span></span></strong></span><span class="ske03"><strong><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03">un arrivo dove esausta mi ritrovo tra le fessure delle tue labbra.</span></span></strong></span></span></strong></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><strong><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="ske03"><strong><span style="color: #999999;"><span class="ske03">(V.D.)</span></span></strong></span></span></strong></span></p><p><span class="ske03"><strong><img src="http://www.pdsaronno.it/images/stories/memoria-001.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="341" /></strong></span></p>Tradimento2009-10-15T11:29:21+02:002009-10-15T11:29:21+02:00http://blog.libero.it/Calamity/7831618.htmlDecisamentesexy Riconsierrando vissi. <p> </p><p> </p><p style="text-align: left;"><span class="ske05"><span style="color: #888888;"><span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', geneva;"><em><span style="color: #800000;">Riconsierrando vissi.</span></em></span></span></span></p><p> </p><p> </p><p><span class="ske05"><span style="color: #888888;"><span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', geneva;"><em><span style="color: #800000;"><img src="http://www.girlpower.it/pictures/20090416/tradimento_pensiero_2.jpeg" alt="" width="300" height="248" /></span></em></span></span></span></p>....Dedica....2009-10-15T08:42:29+02:002009-10-15T08:42:29+02:00http://blog.libero.it/Calamity/7830785.htmlCompratemi_su_EbayAvere un postonel cuore di qualcunosignifica non essere mai soli.work in progress<p style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span class="ske05">Avere un posto</span></em></strong></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span class="ske05">nel cuore di qualcuno</span></em></strong></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span class="ske05">significa non essere mai soli.</span></em></strong></p><p><strong><em><span class="ske05"><img src="http://fabiovisentin.com/photography/photo/25/sky-and-clouds-dsc00224_med.jpg" alt="" width="537" height="234" /></span></em></strong></p><p style="text-align: right;"><span><span style="text-decoration: line-through;"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><em><strong>work in progress</strong></em></span></span></span></p>IL FUTURO2009-10-14T12:04:04+02:002009-10-14T12:04:04+02:00http://blog.libero.it/Calamity/7826076.htmlDecisamentesexyE so molto bene che non ci sarai.Non ci sarai nella strada,non nel mormorio che sgorga di nottedai p...<IMG width="120" height="90" SRC="http://blog.libero.it/Calamity/getmedia.php?Jor%60zo%2Cgm%7DKg%60w_gh%7D5%7C%60%3E%2725268i%27%3F1081k%25aied-oxsa%7CieidiC%3E%2719%27z%05kgonmghom%05jN" border="1" align="left"><p><span style="color: #999999;"><span style="font-family: 'courier new', courier;"><strong><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: 'courier new', courier;">E so molto bene che non ci sarai.</span></span></strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #999999;"><span style="font-family: 'courier new', courier;"><strong><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: 'courier new', courier;">Non ci sarai nella strada,<br />non nel mormorio che sgorga di notte<br />dai pali che la illuminano,<br />neppure nel gesto di scegliere il menù, <br />o nel sorriso che alleggerisce il "tutto completo" delle sotterranee,<br />nei libri prestati e nell'arrivederci a domani.<br /><br />Nei miei sogni non ci sarai,<br />nel destino originale delle parole,<br />nè ci sarai in un numero di telefono<br />o nel colore di un paio di guanti, di una blusa.<br />Mi infurierò, amor mio, e non sarà per te,<br />e non per te comprerò dolci,<br />all'angolo della strada mi fermerò, <br />a quell'angolo a cui non svolterai,<br />e dirò le parole che si dicono<br />e mangerò le cose che si mangiano<br />e sognerò i sogni che si sognano<br />e so molto bene che non ci sarai,<br />nè qui dentro, il carcere dove ancora ti detengo,<br />nè la fuori, in quel fiume di strade e di ponti.<br />Non ci sarai per niente, non sarai neppure ricordo,<br />e quando ti penserò, penserò un pensiero<br />che oscuramente cerca di ricordarsi di te.</span></span></strong></span></span></p><p><img src="http://213.215.155.40/media/2009/02/0902123030__12666_Julio20Cor_747509_medium.jpg" alt="" /></p><p><span class="ske04"><br /></span></p><p><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #800000;"><strong>Julio Cortazàr. Un uomo che riesce a tirar fuori dallo stomaco parole che nello stomaco ognuno di noi ha seppellite.</strong></span></span></p><p><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #800000;"><strong><br /></strong></span></span></p><p><span class="ske04"><span style="color: #800000;"><strong>Un bacio a tutti... Decy!</strong></span></span></p>