Friday, December 31, 2010

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Mesdemoiselle, best wishes for a Happy New Year.
We hope that all your dreams can come true and your intentions and that you always have next to those who love you.
I hope that the coming year bring peace, love ... and some nice surprises. With love
Bisou Bisou

Wednesday, December 29, 2010

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Haul: MAC & Sephora

Bonjour Mesdemoiselle, and Good Eve, today I used a little free time I had available and I started writing this new post.
The Christmas spirit that breathed around me these days infected and grind to buy different gifts, I try to find time for some small purchase.
Obligatory journey from MAC.
Needless to say, I almost bought the whole shop, but I simply buy 3.
MAC

Haul
The first part belongs to the new collection just out, the "Yours stylishly."
I bought this line of beauty powder that had long addocchiato on the Internet.

MAC Beauty Powder

Beauty Powder "Play It Proper"
The color is very beautiful, is a light pink con delle perlescenze bianche.
Il prodotto è molto setoso e si stende in modo uniforme.
Questo colore illumina molto l'incarnato, e dà subito un'aria più fresca alla pelle.
Mi piace davvero molto, non appesantisce il viso e la durata è buona.
La cialdina contiene 10g di prodotto.
E' un acquisto che consiglierei a chi magari vuole una beauty powder con effetto 'brillante'.
Il secondo acquisto riguarda il settore labbra.
Chi mi segue saprà che ho aperto un sondaggio su quale rossetto prendere al mio prossimo Back To M.A.C..
Ebbene care donzelle non I have not decided yet.
advice on how I went directly to the source to try and watch with hands, but I came home still undecided.
So for those who want to give me another opinion please do so.
Despite the thousands of indecision But I addocchiato Lipstick this while I was busy staring at the display.
I'm talking about the Viva Glam V.

MAC Viva Glam V

MAC Viva Glam V
E' davvero un colore splendido.
Si tratta di un Lustre e di conseguenza lascia un velo lucido sulle labbra che secondo me conferisce maggior naturalezza all'insieme.
Il colore è un nude rosato molto bello, che dona un effetto fresco ed elegante allo stesso tempo.
Mi è piaciuto subito e ringrazio il make-up artist (pardon non ricordo il tuo nome) che me l'ha fatto provare.
L'ultimo acquisto verte invece sulla collezione natalizia 'A Tartan Tale'.
Non avevo prestato molta attenzione alle matite presenti, ma questa volta mossa dalla curiosità le ho volute provare.
Needless to say, from the eternal lover of blue which I could not resist her.
MAC A Tartan This

MAC Petrol Blue
Very nice as color; the mine is soft and can stretch well and to be able to fade the color at will.
resistance and does not satisfy me to settle in the folds of the eye.
Really nice to emphasize her eyes.

Dopo la tappa alla M.A.C. ho deciso di sfruttare il tempo che rimaneva e concedermi un giretto veloce da Sephora.
Qui l'acquisto è stato solo uno.
L'oreal

All Night Blue
Mi sono lasciata ammaliare da questo bellissimo ombretto.
Chi ha la possibilità vada a vederlo perchè secondo me merita.
E' uno stupendo blu notte, con microglitter azzurro/argento.
The product is really silky and lies well on the eyelid.
It 's very easy to blend and gives a very strong effect, especially if used with a smokey.
The color is intense already his, but is made even more important when used in wet with MAC Fix +.
The price is good (9 € approx) inside the package contains 3.5 g of product.
sure I'm going to give another look at the other nuances.

And you? What have you given lately?
Bisou Bisou

Thursday, December 9, 2010

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Street Begging me


Given the fashion today to make room for unnecessary rights of reply, I decided to submit an application to myself to have the right to respond to what has recently found myself the same as such.

faceb_cucina_ted

I have twice denied this possibility. I then
Pro-life Association asked intercession in order to respond to my name, but I also expressed refusal to them (with a side of colorful insults), and finally allowed myself to allow me to participate in the broadcast, but only adapt to the format. The format you use for a few weeks this part on TV is to read lists. To read this now "The list of things I want to eat during the Christmas holidays, when I'm back in Italy."
Now, put the music in the background of "away with me" and imagine me reading the list, in a suit and tie, looking grim for those who is fighting for the good of all humanity; words scanned for good, for make more effect on the listener ed aumentare l'enfasi del discorso:

-La polenta taragna
-Polenta e bruscitt
-Polenta e asan
-Polenta e coniglio
-Polenta abbrustolita
-Polenta ed ossi buchi
-Polenta concia
-Polenta e zola
-La casöla (con un po' di Polenta)
-La trippa coi fagioli

Vanilla-Panna-Cotta -La pannacotta
-Gli gnocchi di zucca (cristo santo sono 10 anni che non li mangio)
-Il minestrone
-I ravioli in brodo
-La tamburináa
-I casonsei
-Il vero gorgonzola
-Una bella pizza con mozzarella di bufala
-Un pezzo di formaggio misto stravecchio delle nostre Valli Varesine: così piccante -ed ammuffito da provocare un'embolia ad un tecnico dell'ASL
-Una svizzera di cavallo
-Un fiorentina da mezzo chilo
-Il risotto coi funghi
-Il fegato di coniglio con le cipolle
-Risi e bisi
-Una carbonara come dio comanda
-Risotto e quaglie
-L'anatra all'arancia
-Il semifreddo della zia (che non ha nome, ma sto piangendo al solo pensare quanto -sia buono)
-La faraona ripiena
-Il cappone lesso con la mostarda di frutta
-Il lesso con la mostarda di frutta
-Lingua salmistrata e salsa verde



-La pasta all'uovo con spinaci e quattro formaggi
-I pizzoccheri annegati nel burro
-La ricotta
-Baccalà alla vicentina (con la Polenta)
-I-I bigoli
donuts my grandmother
-The grandmother of the other Meotti
-salami, prosciutto, coppa, salted pork, bacon, bacon, dried beef and the hunters who bag my relatives .
-salami-head hog
Sausage and lentil.



Okay, now imagine me with shiny eyes, genuinely moved and thoughts to the lost homeland and thrust its teeth through a reaction Berliner Currywurst insulting God


If it is true that "we are what we eat" the society should be composed primarily of coprophagia.

Friday, November 12, 2010

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State


"Dear Student, Dear Student, "is so that the Rector of the Polytechnic of Milan begins his letters. As a result of perceived or real cuts to research, the university and the Amazon rainforest Polimi decided to take the issue head-even changing its homepage, which now redirects to a site more pedophile Kazakh, but at this point .

Well, essentially, between the lines, we read: "Dear Government, we are doing the smoke." What? Eyelids ?
Think of the Academic Senate, all in virginal white gown, gray-haired old men without pants, with the balls while they smoke and resolve internal disputes cushion


notice We do not have more grain to buy new pillows (or those used stuff)?

elite of engineers we have lost sleep, but here's the solution: a second letter came directly to my residence Italic.



With lots of reasons, graphs, numbers and statistics, that only an engineer can understand. I would have taken us one of my passions, a beautiful Gaussian.



Fine words, Rector. Nice words to mask the significance of this letter: alms.
I'm sorry, are not charitable, do not a € desperate to ask me on the subway or even a hundred university that made me become piacevolmentem, what they are. Not after having paid elite of taxes for five years of my life, in spite of the right to education. But it is with regret that I take note of what you have been forced to fall down.

However, a suggestion, you could end up at least informally:
"A kiss, Giulli ♥ ♥ ♥"
Maybe some extra money for sympathy, I gather.



"Prof, today's lesson?"

"Yeah .. I'm vomiting."
MG

Sunday, September 26, 2010

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Dear Gianfranco






Dear Gianfranco, agree, agree more with everything he says. But I'm not like the other Italians. I do not forget, including an episode of "Big Brother" and a lot of National, where were you in 2001 in Genoa, while "excites you the most exciting in the role of the law, that does not protect you: the part of the Executioner".
When your elected officials complacent members of the party to divide the "what" public and still carve up the information of the Rai and keep in hand the Fourth Estate, the most powerful and feared of all. When you let your teammates (or former comrades) to purge The Italian judicial system by making some "animals more equal than others" , above the law. When your

also voted to devour public money on the skin of Aquilani, who saved for a digital terrestrial television interests of private and state contributions divert money into the pockets of the Prime Minister, when you were able to come to terms with unworthy Libyan dictator a dirt on the skin of poor desperate people in search of a better life in Europe.

I remember that the garbage crisis in Naples you have not resolved yet and that you come to terms with the Mafia, even when you lean and Cuffaro were allied with the likes of Lombardo Masons. Non dimentico quando avete permesso ai vostri alleati di affossare la scuola pubblica con riforme fatte in nome dell'ignoranza e dell'idiozia con l'unico fine di mantenere il popolo all'ignoranza.

Quando avete arretrato l’istruzione di cinquant’anni reintroducendo quella immane porcata del “maestro unico”, chiudendo ammissioni al ruolo da una parte ed assumendo a spese dello stato (ed in barba ad ogni graduatoria) VENTIMILA insegnanti di religione cattolica, permettendo in questo modo ad un potere bigotto e vetusto di centinaia di anni, di plagiare bambini e ragazzi a valori che nemmeno Dio riconoscerebbe più.

Caro Fini, le lacrime di coccodrillo, con me, non funzionano. Quando si predica bene e Razzola hurt you if they should pay the consequences. Pity that in Italy you do not ever collect what you sow, and Berlusconi is not the test.




Italy was a democratic republic, founded on work.
sovereignty belongs to the people who exercise in the forms and limits of the Constitution.

Monday, September 6, 2010

Carbon Monoxide Strokes

Merry Christmas! Greece 2010


is only September 5, but here in Berlin is already breathing air of Christmas. It is not for the cold wind that blows from a few weeks, not even for the heaters off until October, despite the fifteen degrees outside, nor is it the fault of the cold that I hold your nose for a week.
Since, as mentioned, so close to two thousand-eleventh birthday of Jesus Christ, wanting to tradition have shifted dangerously on the brink of unbridled consumerism, today I made a useless gift.

been years since I wished a camera, one of those things with magnesium body, interchangeable lenses, a pair of rotating display, light, touch, a thousand buttons to push a little 'accident and first professional air the elusive, pantomime shot.
Exposure to + / - 5EV to 1 / 3 or 1 / 2 stop, 18-20-24 Megapixel, 10 fps, ISO 100-6400, expandable to 12800, lust! And then obiettvi, EF, EF-S VR, 50mm, 85, 15-55 and focal 1/3.5-6.8, f / 4 fixed, MACRO, TELE, L, L-IS, spherical lenses, aspheric, diffractive optics and optical refractory.
Today I bought a camera, a digital SLR, serious stuff, not pizza and figs. Who knows that guesses the pizza with figs, Guccini maybe have something to say about it.

is the latest model, I wanted to spare no expense, and when you make a purchase or you do it right, or you avoid spending money.
I got it used, almost new, the flea market on the corner. Here in Berlin flea markets are stocked, they have all the new arrivals of the late '70s. In fact, this machine will be very popular next year, 1978, among high-end amateurs.

A1 70-210

Model CANON A-1 + FD 70-210mm f / 4 + Power Winder-A well capable of 1.5fps. The seller pulled the price was not even Merkel who lent the money to Greece. In the end I did the ten-euro discount, and I also got the covers for the car, and objective, making it all at once with ultrasonic motor.

70210-f4

Meanwhile I had already come to terms in my pocket: I do pay the flash from my father, and also its 50mm f/1.8. But then the market provided most of eastern Germany escapes me eye on a legendary 50mm lens f/1.4 SSC and I start to negotiate.

Imagine an Italian who knows little turkish contract with a German who does not know at all and when he speaks it seems that seems to chew tobacco and strenuous search for a spittoon. But above all I had to treat the affair with the wife, a toothless cow dall'olezzo pestilent and ready to be come foaming at the mouth when her husband came down in price too. In the end I did greet me by saying that the deal of my life and pocketing the € 50 that I gave up.
Ah, I forgot. Objective in question has been attacked even the camera, a Canon FTB a few years ago (1971) believed that the old man did not work and instead is that it is a wonder.

FTb 50-1.4

Spoils of the day: two cameras, a "battery grip, two goals (one ultrasound, seeing the cap), ultrasonic cap, lens hood for the 50mm and, what else ... oh yes 200 € less in my pocket. A madman? Mah on EBAY are even less, except that only the word of the sellers claim. Well, today I bought the film, we see over the weekend that combines.
I think, however, the machine has a problem to the LCD, despite all the buttons quite casually crushes you do not want their turn.

Back

Also the cover for the memory card you do not want to open. Hopefully it is still under warranty.


Im Restaurant bat ich zwei Löffel :
"können wir zwei haben Sessel ?"

Saturday, August 14, 2010

Wearing Girdles And Stockings?



Si tratta di un segnalibro molto particolare. La parte di sopra è stata stampata, intagliata e incollata sulla stampa sottostante. Disponibile con cordoncino e poncio abbinato. Mi sembrava un modo carino per portare sempre con me le mie poesie preferite, e anche un modo carino per dedicare a un'amica questa bellissima poesia di Francesco Moricone, la riporto di seguito:

A un'amica
Raramente ti rivedo.

Nei tuoi mille sorrisi

ce n'è uno ch'è mio.

Piccolissima, minuta amica,
creatura invisibile.
Tra le mie rughe

ce n'è una ch'è tua.


Non è bellissima? =)
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Why Do I Have Excema On My Ankles




Thursday are usually the squalor of this as only the fourth day of the week can be. It was indeed the dawn of a Thursday morning that got out of bed on the wrong foot (the middle of the leg) when I decided that this summer would have passed only marry my beautiful host city, to save money, caste moral rectitude and provided an escort semi-infinite pilsner beer. The following Friday I booked a flight to spend my summer holidays in Greece.
Given my recent failed attempts to make a decent trip with Easyjet, I decided to entrust to a Greek Association of Germanic Lufthansa. Despite the name (AEGEAN Airlines) passengers dangerously memories as the Aegean Sea could be their final destination if something goes wrong, just got on board already seems to be in the Hellenic land: the hostesses are beautiful, die, tan, smiling, wink and give you candy colored anise-flavored. Would you say that they are all looking for the adventure of a crazy night were it not for the effect of the typical music, oriental spinta a forza dagli altoparlanti, ha sull'atmosfera metallica di un Boeing 737: raffredda i bollenti spiriti come solo la melodia di uno scacciapensierista lappone saprebbe fare.
In ogni caso le cameriere sanno fare il loro lavoro e quando mi sono avvicinato al bancone chiedendo gentilmente un Campari col bianco, senza ghiaccio, agitato, non mescolato, con più bianco che Campari, mi raccomando e, se possibile, una oliva verde, non nera, perché se no poi mi viene il cagotto, mi sono ritrovato a bere un tè smunto con uno spunto dentro.
C’è da dire che questi sono voli di alta classe, pensano a tutto e ti fanno sentire a tuo agio, perfino quando, al check-in, l’esame della prostata diviene obbligatorio, anche if you're a woman. Already anticipate that the lunch served on board and do a look at the menu. The fact that it is written in greek does not help much and even the eight or nine Greek letters that I know seem to encourage the paper to make themselves understood. The waitress explained to me by signs that there will be something edible along with some typical food and taught me a couple of words in the language arcade:
έξοδος = output
χοίρος = pig
πίπα = fellatio
circumference = 2πr
λν = c

seems to be a pretty articulate


blasphemy blasphemy aside, the sound of the greek is really beautiful: it's nice to hear, and although it has nothing to do with the Romance languages, I might confuse it with a Catalan trotting whose melody is reminiscent of the sun and the sea of \u200b\u200bthe Mediterranean countries, with a vague taste of nostalgia for southern Europe.
Once arrived in Athens, I have just enough time to realize that the time zone has changed (no one said anything to me), learn about an American tourist, to see the Acropolis, taste good and spend the whole evening mousakàs in search of my hotel. Apparently, if the signs with street names have faded from the sun in Greece did not bother to replace them. Luckily I met an old man who kept him company for a couple of stray dogs (or vice versa), who spoke Italian better than me and pointed me in the right suburb.



you like the picture? I have not made it myself mica: it was taken by a professional photographer with a professional camera. I put it to give you an idea. What I managed to take pictures with my phone turned out to be a blur of yellow light blue background, but you know they are too stingy to buy a serious camera. The next morning the
noise of the port to wake up, skipped breakfast, we set sail for the open sea.
After only four hours, the ferry docks in history, slower than the Paros, the island that is in front of Antiparos (as the name says), my ultimate goal. Thanking the rough sea and my friend Poseidon, the tub that connects Anti-Anti-Paros Antiparos has allowed me to make friends with four beautiful Greek girls at least until I threw up on their toes. Strange, I do not suffer from seasickness, were just being ugly.



arrived on the island, I worked hard to find accommodation. Having a sleeping bag, but not the tent, the option camping non era conveniente. Nessun problema: appena approdato, mi si avvicinano un losco figuro che, con il fare indifferente da pusher svizzero, mi offrono sottobanco una stanza per dormire. Ed il prezzo? Lo fa il cliente: 20 euro al dì. Mmm dove sta la fregatura? La stanza è bella e confortevole, con tutti gli optional: tv, clima, acqua desalinizzata per farsi la doccia, ma non posso fare a meno di notare che nei suoi cinque metri quadri (bagno compreso) io ed il mio zaino non ci riusciremmo a stare. Visto che nessuno dei due (né io, né il mio zaino) voleva dormire nel corridoio contrattiamo per una stanza più confortevole al primo piano per 25 euro. Lascio il mio zaino come pegno di buona volontà, vado a farmi un giro e, when I come back, everything has changed. The landlord has changed, the room was rented to another, unless I pay a euro more deca. He began to insult me \u200b\u200bin greek, I swear in Italian and I'm slamming the door, which here has the appearance of an awning and shall not have the desired effect. The good thing is that so much tends to slam attracts several neighbors, without delay, provide other accommodations. There is plenty of choice and when the two can not lower the price, come to blows. I choose the two that most of the pesto, limped, I show my humble abode. Greets me with a smile and an incisive in less bloody.
Antiparos, an island fuori dal mondo, il paradiso delle vacanze dove ristoratori senza scrupoli sottopagano onesti lavoratori per permettere alla massa un benessere solo illusorio. Avevo un contatto sull'isola, la mia bandiera del Che già garriva sebbene chiusa nello zaino, pronta per scatenare la rivoluzione… Infine abbiamo desistito. Vuoi per il sole, il mare, le ragazze in bikini, vuoi che il capitalismo ci tenesse per le palle o per il solo fatto che i nostri tentativi di ottenere delle molotov dai campioncini di profumo di Hugo Boss si sono rivelati infruttuosamente letali come un lombrico con le emorroidi.



La fauna autoctona dell’isola si è rivelata essere la blatta. Scarafaggi degni di una piaga biblica popolavano le strade ad ogni ora, pronti ad approfittare di ogni svista per compiere misfatti, saccheggiarti la cucina, sventrare pargoli, fare il test psicologico di Donna Moderna. Narra poi una antica leggenda che nelle notti di plenilunio lo Scarafaggio Mannaro faccia la sua comparsa, in cerca di giovani capre vergini per colmare la sua brama di sangue. Il solo modo per sconfiggerlo è l’impalazione. Con uno stuzzicadenti rigorosamente di frassino.



Mentre girovagavo per l’isola ho incontrato casualmente una delle mie tante cugine, Martina, che ormai assieme al suo ragazzo Φοιβος (no, non provateci nemmeno a leggerlo, vi si annoderebbe la lingua. Si pronuncia Fivos more or less), I was introduced to the Greek tradition of sharing the dinner table, which, apparently, can be summarized in three basic steps:
order a little of everything 'in quantities to feed an army, divide what you ordered with your guests so that everyone will appreciate a bit 'of everything, it pays to shave in the ancient Roman ancestors:)

Very nice! I thank our stomachs.




That's why I say it's good to have so many cousins, you know? There is always found around the world, we are their friends and your friends will be grateful when they find that 95% of girls in the company are your relatives. I've got really a lot, not enough thumbs to count them all. If I only had a few inches instead of two more unnecessary ... indexes
I noticed that all those who I see myself in a long time always say without hesitation that "now you have become a crutch." German? To me, that the last he tried to launch an epithet like that ended up in hospital? Fulminant gastroenteritis. If you got off in a month. What bad luck, eh?

I'd abandoned my Italic origins because the beer at lunch to add the names of three to digest? It is because of that 5 of the beach? Or maybe it's the dinner that goes down there? A couple move to the evening, late non ce le vogliamo fare? Non mi sembra di chiedere troppo se sono in vacanza! Appunto perché ero in ferie ho incontrato di nuovo un mio vecchio amore, la Amstel. È dai tempi di Valencia che non la bevevo: dolci ricordi accompagnati dal solito retrogusto di cane bagnato.

Se da quando mi sono trasferito a Berlino ho pensato che il Kebab turco fosse lo snack più pesante mai visto su questo sporco mondo, beh, mi sbagliavo. La variante greca, nomata Gyros Pitta, è almeno due volte più letale. Nonostante gli ingredienti siano pressappoco dello stesso tipo (carne+verdura+pane) questo in più ha anche un paio di patate fritte e una crema di formaggio tipica, il Tzatziki. Non è però il formaggio di capra a renderlo una atomic bomb for our glands Liver: bread, in fact, is soaked in cooking oil. Although it only takes one look for trans fats will obstruct the arteries (and perhaps something else) and despite the Gyros is ten times heavier than a turkish kebab, it is at least a hundred times better. Yet, one day soon you will arrive at the showdown, the world is too small for both, and if he says Clint, I know which side to take.



The sea was a fairy tale, crystal clear waters, fine sand and a nudist beach a short walk from the campsite. Scrotum flaccid, drooping boobs and hairy Bagigi everywhere you look posasse. The apex is the è raggiunto quando un vecchio tettuto sballonzolava i suoi racchettoni senza ritegno in riva al mare. Era bravo, ed a volte non usava nemmeno la racchetta… Uno zoom è d’obbligo per comprendere le “dimensioni” del fenomeno…



Un giorno in cui non avevo nulla di meglio da fare che fare paragoni dimensionali alla spiaggia nudista, ho noleggiato un motorino. È stata una pessima idea, fondamentalmente per due motivi: sono tornato quattordicenne e mi ha fatto crescere dentro una nostalgia incontrollabile per la mia adorata, amata, fulgida Vespa. Al momento del noleggio mi sono fidato solo di un italianissimo Piaggio modello “Rottame” che mi ha accompagnato lonely in a raid in the hills of the island. Dirt roads, pastures not greener, churches mountain ascents and clutch my guts bicycle motor I have won the coveted summit. 115 meters above sea level where I've left a piece of exhaust pipe for a perpetual reminder of the epic undertaking.



After six days in Antiparos greeting Syros direction where I'm meeting a couple of friends, even their holiday, with the objective of making the journey back to Athens in the company. The ferry this time the formula is one of the seas, even though I can not explain why it should necessarily buy a seat in business class when I feel stuck with enough teeth the keel ...

stay on the island of Syros lasted only a couple of days, hours, punctuated by the cries of night two cocks arteriosclerosis, salt, sea and beaches where it took only three euro a day to keep umbrella and in the first row.



Before leaving for Athens, let's look at the inevitable sign that remains after a tan is not full.



Berlin at the end it is me again welcome you, with the inevitable rain that marks the premature end of summer. Yet this holiday has left me with a philosophical regret: the old made me realize that when there were more of the things were simpler. When a jerk you advised to recommend the soul to God, at least there was plenty of choice. Instead, now, everything is neutral gray, one god and to change force you to jump from one religion to another to discover that he is always, usually the Almighty.

PS One important note if you visit the continent Hellenic: When you poop, you have to throw toilet paper into the trash. You throw it down the toilet malpractice, never do.


A man who fears nothing, is a man who does not like anything, but if you love nothing, what joy can there be in your life?

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

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Bookmark Bookmark Carved Carved Carved

Like its predecessor, has only one image and another poem. It 's a very special bookmark. The upper part has been printed, cut and pasted the press below. Available with cord and ribbon tied. It seemed a nice way to take with me my favorite poems, and also a nice way to dedicate to someone special this beautiful poem that Francis Moricone following:

time kissing insecure

went to tell someone around the corner:
leaves us an eternity of love
clumsy
solid as the oak,
deep, fragrant,
and respectable as a cypress tree.


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remember that if you like this poem, you can request a personalized bookmark with your photo, or your own image to devote to loved =)
This is my E-MAIL . Good night!

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

What Does Bad Heartburn Mean?

Bookmark

This is a very special bookmark. The upper part has been printed, cut and pasted the press below.
Available with drawstring and matching poncho.
It seemed a nice way to take with me my favorite poems, and also a nice way to dedicate this beautiful poem by a friend Francesco Moricone, the following:

A friend
rarely see you again.
In your thousand smiles
there is one is mine.
Tiny, tiny friend,
creature invisible.
Among my wrinkles
there is one which is yours.


is not beautiful? =)
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