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Non ti ho mai incontrata.

Non ti ho cercata se non nella tenue trama onirica.

Non sono neppure certo della tua esistenza.

Forse un giorno ti intravidi, in lontananza.

Con passo sicuro fendevi la folla.

Camminavamo in direzioni diverse ed immediatamente ti persi nel chiacchiericcio delle genti.

Sei rimasta un desiderio inespresso, un refolo di brezza che improvvisamente scompiglia i miei pensieri.

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Mi descrivo

Non ricerco l'idillio alla Jane Austen, ma una madame Bovary o una Lady Chatterley. Non sono un collezionista di trofei o di figurine, neppure uno psichiatra o un MDF. Sono ben consapevole di non poter piacere a tutte e che tutte non possono piacermi, inoltre, desidero non essere contattato da casi umani, mercenarie, gay, trav o coppie.

Su di me

Situazione sentimentale

sposato/a

Lingue conosciute

Francese, Inglese, Spagnolo

I miei pregi

passionalità, ironia, fantasia, equilibrio e razionalità

I miei difetti

un centrifugato di vari vizi capitali, ma tutti in modica quantità :-)

Amo & Odio

Tre cose che amo

mare cristallino
letteratura
passioni travolgenti

Tre cose che odio

berlusca e la sua cricca
la mafia
gli integralisti

I miei interessi

Vacanze Ok!

Città d'arte
Spiagge incontaminate
Enogastronomia

Vacanze Ko!

Campeggio

Spirituale

Passioni

Musica
Sport
Lettura

Musica

Blues
Rock
Metal

Cucina

Veggy
Piatti italiani
A tutto pesce e frutti di mare

Libri

Narrativa
Gialli

Sport

Beach volley
Nuoto
Calcio e calcetto

Film

Drammatico
Thriller

Libro preferito

il nome della rosa

Meta dei sogni

Atolli del Pacifico, Caraibi

Film preferito

c\'era una volta in america

God's gonna cut you down

LITHIUM

I'm so happy 'cause today I found my friends They're in my head I'm so ugly, that's okay, 'cause so are you Broke our mirrors Sunday morning is everyday, for all I care And I'm not scared Light my candles in a daze 'Cause I've found God

Yeah, yeah...

I'm so lonely, that's okay, I shaved my head And I'm not sad And just maybe I'm to blame for all I've heard But I'm not sure I'm so excited, I can't wait to meet you there And I don't care I'm so horny, that's okay My will is good

Yeah, yeah...

I like it, I'm not gonna crack I miss you, I'm not gonna crack I love you, I'm not gonna crack I killed you, I'm not gonna crack I like it, I'm not gonna crack I miss you, I'm not gonna crack I love you, I'm not gonna crack I killed you, I'm not gonna crack

Nick Cave : O children

Goodbye

You are one of God's mistakes You crying tragic waste of skin I'm well aware of how it aches And you still won't let me in Now I'm breaking down your door To try and save your swollen face Though I don't like you anymore You lying trying waste of space

Before our innocence was lost You were always one of those blessed with lucky sevens And the voice that made me cry

My oh my You were Mother Nature's son Someone to whom I could relate Your needle and your damage done Remains a sordid twist of fate Now I'm trying to wake you up To pull you from the liquid sky 'Cause if I don't we'll both end up With just your songs that say goodbye

My oh my A song to say goodbye A song to say goodbye A song to say Before our innocence was lost You always one of those blessed with lucky sevens And a voice that made me cry It's a song to say goodbye It's a song to say goodbye It's a song to say goodbye

...

Pixies: Where is my mind?

With your feet on the air and your head on the ground Try this trick and spin it, yeah (yeah) Your head will collapse, and there's nothing in it And you'll ask yourself

Where is my mind? Where is my mind? Where is my mind?

BAUHAUS: THE PASSION OF LOVERS

She had nut painted arms

That were hers to keep

And in her fear

She sought cracked pleasures

The passion of lovers is for death said she

Licked her lips

And turned to feather

Staind - For you

Like a stone

On a cobweb afternoon
In a room full of emptiness
By a freeway I confess
I was lost in the pages
Of a book full of death
Reading how we'll die alone
And if we're good, we'll lay to rest
Anywhere we want to go

Twenty years

...There are twenty years to go A golden age I know But all will pass, and end too fast you know...

Allievo2007

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