Bouque de menthe entre les pierres
de quelle tristesse m'éloignes -tu.
Louise Warren
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Been down so long it looks like up to me.
Richard Fariña.
Fading look, is it the end?
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PAZ, WHAT ELSE
The moon is there,
even when no one looks at it.
Born to be a naked bird,
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SALE AMOUR
Al risveglio della natura si affianca quello dei sensi dei due protagonisti di questi
versi, dopo un lungo inverno di ibernazione e oblio. Maria Grazia Calandron
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JOURNAL DU REGARD II
Le devoir d'un homme seul, est d'être encore plus seul.
E.M.Cioran
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Après le ciel, après les feuilles, les cheveux, je me laisserai toucher.
Louise Warren
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I see you dancing, your song is clear, you've got to show me, have to show me,
there's nothing to fear, nothing to fear. Chris Rea
Devoted lover I woke up,
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Ciertas noches su piel se cubría de fosforescencias y abrazarla era
abrazar un pedazo de noche tatuada de fuego.
Octavio Paz
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De ne rien savoir ni vivre ni paraitre
d'être la flamme de n'exister en rien. Pierre Jean Jouve
©
The early fears had spent all tears,
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POLAROID PICTURE
I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox,
and which you were probably saving for breakfast,
forgive me, they were delicious so sweet and so cold.
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