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N G R 16: Yoda
N G R 16: Accacia
N G R 16: Tell her... Lui dire...
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N G R 16: Chrystal Ball
N G R 16: HELLO TESSA
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I would tell her
Believe me, touch me, hold me, love me.
I would tell to the mirror
Yes, it´s me and you.
What I would write on the chapter and to her?
I find a life with her, wiser...
Wiser... knowledge of her, of whose is she.
Wise of her, to tell the truth, not much, in reality our real lives have not lived in the same place and side by side. Would it be true to say in aura, visibility, touch, feeling and thought? Have we been together along the times but without a visible and palpable reality and Truth? I would say yes. From a far distance but we know the existence of each other.
Wise of you, wise of your person, of your body and of your soul. Am I the wise one? Who can be the wisest person of your own person and life than yourself?
When I look at you, love, dear and beautiful.
I´d be wiser if we unite with one another one day of many days.
When I see you, a woman in my fantasies, dreams and desires. Yes, desire to be with a woman, to talk, touch and feel a woman, one woman, a woman like you.
Where do I see her?
In reality I see her on the screen I have in my garden. It´s the only way I can see her, know and feel her.
What do I see when she moves and speaks, writes, says and does things?
I find something, something that is not unknown and that people feel. Feelings felt, thoughts. Feelings and thoughts, some unknown. Thoughts, uncertainty of what and who´s there. Questions.
Wiser... knowledge of you, of who you are? I´ll have to be with you.
What I would say to you?
Moi, la rose qui est tombée d’un ciel bleu et clair et qui est venue par la fenêtre pour t’embrasser, oui pour t’embrasser mille fois et pour te dire...
Wise man said
The man who wrote on a letter that is not so wise of your being but knowing your sweetness and beauty. Knowing the color of your eyes and of your lips. Knowing your blue and sparkling gaze and the rosey words you say and write
and then she walks away... thinking
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The words, the book, the window? The sofa where you´re sitting?
You're seducing, teasing, aren´t you?
You beautiful
You read what I told you to do.
It's clear in my mind that I like it in this way.
Write it
"the corner of your lips and eyes" lying on the corner of the room and the milky stars like shooting stars crossing on all the walls of your thought after the shake that has reached your body and soul.
Why are you here, at your window?
To whom you wrote this?
To you and...
Tell me, I wish I knew what´s in your windows.
Much probably not me, butt who cares? Do you?
Who cares if you walk away, if we end our sexual adventure here on this message?
I care. And there are so many things that we can talk and do.
Here I am again writing and doing my little pumpkin things on my blog.
Evidence
One of my first movie maker videos
If you want to open the hole Just put your head down and go Step beside the piece of circumstance Got to wash away the taste of evidence Wash it away (Evidence... Evidence... Evidence... got a taste of evidence) I didn't feel a thing You didn't mean a thing Look in the eye and testify It didn't feel a thing Anything you say, we know you're guilty Hands above your head and you won't even feel me You won't feel me (I didn't feel a thing) I didn't feel a thing It didn't mean a thing Look in the eye and testify; I didn't feel a thing (Evidence... Evidence... Evidence... got a taste of evidence) I didn't feel a thing You didn't mean a thing Look in the eye and testify It didn't feel a thing I didn't feel a thing You didn't mean a thing Look in the eye and testify It didn't feel a thing
Can you feel it, see it, hear it today? If you can't, then it doesn't matter anyway You will never understand it, 'cause it happens too fast And it feels so good, it's like walking on glass It's so cool, it's so hip, it's alright It's so groovy, it's outta sight You can touch it, smell it, taste it, so sweet But it makes no difference 'cause it knocks you off your feet, say You want it all, but you can't have it (Yeah, yeah, yeah) It's cryin', bleedin', lyin' on the floor So you lay down on it and you do it some more You've got to share it, so you dare it Then you bare it and you tear it You want it all, but you can't have it (yeah, yeah, yeah) It's in your face but you can't grab it (yeah, yeah, yeah) It's alive, afraid, a lie, a sin It's magic, it's tragic, it's a loss, it's a win It's dark, it's moist, it's a bitter pain It's sad, it happened, and it's a shame You want it all, but you can't have it (yeah, yeah, yeah) It's in your face, but you can't grab it (yeah, yeah, yeah) What is it? It's it What is it? It's it What is it? It's it What is it? It's it What is it? It's it What is it? It's it What is it? It's it What is it? You want it all, but you can't have it (yeah, yeah, yeah) It's in your face, but you can't grab it (yeah, yeah, yeah) It's it What is it? It's it What is it? It's it
What is it? It's it (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Love
N G R 16: TELL ME MA
N G R 16: AC
N G R 16: Accacia
We care a lot
We care a lot We care a lot A-ha
(We care a lot) about disasters, fires, floods and killer bees (We care a lot) about Los Angeles falling in the sea (We care a lot) about starvation and the food that Live Aid bought (We care a lot) about disease, baby Rock, Hudson, rock, yeah! We care a lot! We care a lot! (We care a lot) about the gamblers and the pushers and the freaks (We care a lot) about the people who live up the streets (We care a lot) about the welfare of all you boys and girls (We care a lot) about you people cause we're out to save the world Yeah! It's a dirty job, but someone's gotta do it Well, it's a dirty job but someone's gotta do it Well, it's a dirty job but someone's gotta do it It's a dirty job, but someone's gotta do it And it's a dirty job, but someone's gotta do it Well, it's a dirty job but someone's gotta do it Well, it's a dirty job but someone's gotta do it (We care a lot) about the Army, Navy, Air Force, and Marines (We care a lot) about the NY, SF and LAPD (We care a lot) about you people (We care a lot) about your guns (We care a lot) about the wars you're fighting gee that looks like fun (We care a lot) about the Garbage Pail Kids, they never lie (We care a lot) about Transformers because there's more than meets the eye (We care a lot) about the little things, the bigger things we top (We care a lot) about you people, yeah, you bet we care a lot, yeah! Whoa-whoa-oh-oh It's a dirty job, but someone's gotta do it Well, it's a dirty job but someone's gotta do it Said it's a dirty job, but someone's gotta do it (whoa-whoa-oh-oh) Well, it's a dirty job but someone's gotta do it Well, it's a dirty job but someone's gotta do it Said it's a dirty job but someone's gotta do it It's a dirty song and someone's gotta sing it Well, it's a dirty job but someone's gotta do it Said it's a dirty job but someone's gotta do it And a dirty song and someone's gotta sing it
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