<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342</id><updated>2011-12-15T03:48:42.629+01:00</updated><title type='text'>principeluna</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-557601552558285031</id><published>2011-09-30T23:01:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T23:02:22.990+02:00</updated><title type='text'>il mio primo bacio</title><content type='html'>Il mio primo bacio&lt;br /&gt;Sapeva d'acerbo&lt;br /&gt;di polvere &lt;br /&gt;strada&lt;br /&gt;e d'adolescenza&lt;br /&gt;il mio primo bacio &lt;br /&gt;era incostante&lt;br /&gt;era febbre e gelo&lt;br /&gt;eran lacrime e pioggia&lt;br /&gt;il mio primo bacio&lt;br /&gt;era una lotta&lt;br /&gt;ed era un salto&lt;br /&gt;nel buio profondo&lt;br /&gt;verso il sole&lt;br /&gt;verso sud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(grazie a La Ura)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-557601552558285031?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/557601552558285031/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=557601552558285031' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/557601552558285031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/557601552558285031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2011/09/il-mio-primo-bacio.html' title='il mio primo bacio'/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-3800468042025448727</id><published>2011-09-25T23:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T23:40:37.803+02:00</updated><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>Che senti?&lt;br /&gt;che cerchi?&lt;br /&gt;se non la purezza&lt;br /&gt;se non tranquillità&lt;br /&gt;se non qualcosa&lt;br /&gt;che possa cullare&lt;br /&gt;il tuo sonno da bambina&lt;br /&gt;se non specchiarti&lt;br /&gt;in un'immagine pulita&lt;br /&gt;una gentile lacrima&lt;br /&gt;ed un sorriso..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-3800468042025448727?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-5198384999261388998</id><published>2011-09-24T20:50:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T20:50:25.589+02:00</updated><title type='text'>le cose sono più semplici di come sembrano</title><content type='html'>No,&lt;br /&gt;Insieme è troppo semplice,&lt;br /&gt;Come una frase &lt;br /&gt;con troppe parole&lt;br /&gt;come una margherita&lt;br /&gt;con i petali bianchi&lt;br /&gt;E se fosse &lt;br /&gt;la banalità&lt;br /&gt;a sorprendere?&lt;br /&gt;E se fosse tutto&lt;br /&gt;molto più semplice?&lt;br /&gt;E se nessuno perdesse tempo&lt;br /&gt;a disegnare?&lt;br /&gt;Andiamo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-5198384999261388998?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-7040561180409401717</id><published>2011-09-24T19:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T19:53:00.646+02:00</updated><title type='text'>autunno</title><content type='html'>Con gli occhi tristi &lt;br /&gt;come la neve&lt;br /&gt;i passi lenti&lt;br /&gt;e l'aria greve&lt;br /&gt;dirigo la rotta &lt;br /&gt;verso una speme&lt;br /&gt;verso due occhi&lt;br /&gt;tristi e lontani&lt;br /&gt;che ebbi in dono&lt;br /&gt;senza capirli&lt;br /&gt;senza capirmi&lt;br /&gt;E rimpiangendoli&lt;br /&gt;ancora avanzo&lt;br /&gt;come l'autunno&lt;br /&gt;che tenue&lt;br /&gt;mi avvolge&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-7040561180409401717?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-8902773357207904996</id><published>2011-08-06T17:41:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T08:48:43.132+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Anno dopo</title><content type='html'>Ti odio, amore mio&lt;br /&gt;Ti odio.&lt;br /&gt;Ti odio&lt;br /&gt;per non averti amato&lt;br /&gt;Ti odio &lt;br /&gt;per la cura che non ebbi&lt;br /&gt;Ti odio&lt;br /&gt;per non averti dato&lt;br /&gt;tutto ciò che avevo&lt;br /&gt;se non due colpi&lt;br /&gt;inferti ai fianchi&lt;br /&gt;per ucciderti nello stupore.&lt;br /&gt;Ti odio, amore mio&lt;br /&gt;Ti odio.&lt;br /&gt;E nel viaggio&lt;br /&gt;pensare&lt;br /&gt;di quando accanto a te&lt;br /&gt;ero infelice&lt;br /&gt;di non saperti amare&lt;br /&gt;di non saper guidare&lt;br /&gt;i miei gesti&lt;br /&gt;le mie parole&lt;br /&gt;le mie piccole verità&lt;br /&gt;nell'affinità che cercavi.&lt;br /&gt;Ti odio, amore mio&lt;br /&gt;Ti odio&lt;br /&gt;Perché odiandoti&lt;br /&gt;disprezzo me stesso&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-8902773357207904996?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/8902773357207904996/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=8902773357207904996' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/8902773357207904996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/8902773357207904996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2011/08/anno-dopo.html' title='Anno dopo'/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-9176624293943513053</id><published>2011-08-02T11:15:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T11:15:12.784+02:00</updated><title type='text'>02 08 2011</title><content type='html'>Cosa&lt;br /&gt;La notte&lt;br /&gt;Avvolge con le sue spire?&lt;br /&gt;Cosa&lt;br /&gt;La notte&lt;br /&gt;abbraccia caldamente?&lt;br /&gt;Le tue paure&lt;br /&gt;I tuoi aneliti&lt;br /&gt;I tuoi respiri&lt;br /&gt;Cullati dolcemente&lt;br /&gt;nell'oscurità.&lt;br /&gt;E una luce,&lt;br /&gt;curiosa,&lt;br /&gt;cerca di non guardarti&lt;br /&gt;Cerca di non disturbare&lt;br /&gt;i tuoi sogni&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-9176624293943513053?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/9176624293943513053/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=9176624293943513053' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/9176624293943513053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/9176624293943513053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2011/08/02-08-2011.html' title='02 08 2011'/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-1548972293151069913</id><published>2011-08-01T02:45:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T02:47:58.522+02:00</updated><title type='text'>pensare alla morte</title><content type='html'>a 22 anni&lt;br /&gt;non è possibile&lt;br /&gt;Pensare alla morte&lt;br /&gt;Pensare alla fine di tutto&lt;br /&gt;pensare&lt;br /&gt;e credere&lt;br /&gt;che non è per te&lt;br /&gt;e se fosse per te&lt;br /&gt;se domani non fosse niente?&lt;br /&gt;Se oggi fosse il presente il passato&lt;br /&gt;e l'ultima cosa?&lt;br /&gt;Non è possibile&lt;br /&gt;ed accade&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-1548972293151069913?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/1548972293151069913/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=1548972293151069913' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/1548972293151069913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/1548972293151069913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2011/07/pensare-alla-morte.html' title='pensare alla morte'/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-1629772982494829641</id><published>2011-07-21T17:49:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T17:49:31.766+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Stelle estive</title><content type='html'>Le stelle&lt;br /&gt;Staranno a guardare&lt;br /&gt;i tuoi nuovi rossori estivi&lt;br /&gt;Le stelle&lt;br /&gt;echi di luce&lt;br /&gt;dell'infinito&lt;br /&gt;che illumineranno&lt;br /&gt;gesti antichi&lt;br /&gt;e sempre nuovi&lt;br /&gt;boschi silvestri&lt;br /&gt;freschi e pudici&lt;br /&gt;Adombreranno&lt;br /&gt;al mondo&lt;br /&gt;la tua intimità&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-1629772982494829641?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/1629772982494829641/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=1629772982494829641' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/1629772982494829641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/1629772982494829641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2011/07/stelle-estive.html' title='Stelle estive'/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-396169360571009702</id><published>2011-07-17T02:39:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T02:40:49.632+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ieri oggi ieri</title><content type='html'>avvolgere il nastro&lt;br /&gt;indietro&lt;br /&gt;tornare a quel giorno&lt;br /&gt;tornare&lt;br /&gt;senza sapere &lt;br /&gt;che &lt;br /&gt;sbaglierai ancora&lt;br /&gt;sapendo che non hai altra via&lt;br /&gt;eppure è passato&lt;br /&gt;non rimpianti&lt;br /&gt;non rimorsi&lt;br /&gt;semplicemente passato&lt;br /&gt;e la follia&lt;br /&gt;che guidò i tuoi passi&lt;br /&gt;ancora adesso&lt;br /&gt;guida&lt;br /&gt;leggermente &lt;br /&gt;le tue idee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-396169360571009702?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/396169360571009702/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=396169360571009702' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/396169360571009702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/396169360571009702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2011/07/ieri-oggi-ieri.html' title='ieri oggi ieri'/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-8213203558189612854</id><published>2011-07-17T02:33:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T02:36:11.382+02:00</updated><title type='text'>infrangere</title><content type='html'>Spiegami la bellezza &lt;br /&gt;con le tue parole&lt;br /&gt;Uccidi i tuoi incubi&lt;br /&gt;Con le tue urla&lt;br /&gt;Regalami il dolore&lt;br /&gt;con le tue salate lacrime&lt;br /&gt;come la neve cade&lt;br /&gt;come notte avanza&lt;br /&gt;come&lt;br /&gt;rasenta l'impossibile&lt;br /&gt;e spingiti più avanti&lt;br /&gt;infrangi l'impossibile&lt;br /&gt;spiegando i sentimenti&lt;br /&gt;e quel che vuoi fare&lt;br /&gt;con semplici,&lt;br /&gt;urlate,&lt;br /&gt;parole...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-8213203558189612854?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/8213203558189612854/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=8213203558189612854' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/8213203558189612854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/8213203558189612854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2011/07/infrangere.html' title='infrangere'/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-5826853566779957038</id><published>2011-06-23T22:13:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T22:13:31.753+02:00</updated><title type='text'>la chiave della serenità</title><content type='html'>Scriviamo una nota&lt;br /&gt;Suoniamo una nota&lt;br /&gt;sulla chiave della serenità&lt;br /&gt;che basta una nota&lt;br /&gt;che basta un accordo&lt;br /&gt;di poche parole&lt;br /&gt;per un sorriso lucente&lt;br /&gt;Le piccole cose&lt;br /&gt;Le grandi emozioni&lt;br /&gt;Le solite storie&lt;br /&gt;Le nuove avventure&lt;br /&gt;Il giorno che viene&lt;br /&gt;è colmo di cose&lt;br /&gt;alcune brillanti&lt;br /&gt;alcune noiose&lt;br /&gt;A noi solamente&lt;br /&gt;notare la gioia&lt;br /&gt;schivare la noia&lt;br /&gt;Distruggere il niente&lt;br /&gt;Sapere il presente&lt;br /&gt;e vivere pienamente&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-2415097592303303271</id><published>2011-06-18T04:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T04:42:54.921+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eut.D.U.Am</title><content type='html'>Ed adesso&lt;br /&gt;a parlar d'amore&lt;br /&gt;riguardando solo dietro le spalle&lt;br /&gt;sapendo che il futuro è solo davanti&lt;br /&gt;Adesso&lt;br /&gt;A pensar d'amore&lt;br /&gt;che si fa peccato&lt;br /&gt;che si fa illusioni&lt;br /&gt;e gioie&lt;br /&gt;A parlar d'amore&lt;br /&gt;A pensar d'amore&lt;br /&gt;A non dire niente&lt;br /&gt;A lasciar solo&lt;br /&gt;L'assenza&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-2415097592303303271?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-6246888784342708347</id><published>2011-05-05T11:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T11:40:35.850+02:00</updated><title type='text'>un cammino</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1550937995_1689895100" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;salire...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1550937995_457883513" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;con le labbra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1550937995_2129734314" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;sull'ombelico&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1550937995_2967478921" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;con lievi e dolci baci&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1550937995_1055850652" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;in punta di labbra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1550937995_3426420444" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;circumnavigare il tuo seno&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1550937995_3426420444" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1550937995_1839823473" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;ed assaporare ogni tuo sospiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1550937995_2251903447" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;ed assaporare il profumo del tuo collo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1550937995_171374342" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;ed assaporare il dolce frutto delle labbra tue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1550937995_3376087939" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;il tuo sapore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1550937995_4276140748" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;vero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1550937995_1733480944" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;fresco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1550937995_3369629253" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;come l'acqua nel sole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1550937995_3559356723" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;ed assaporare il sapore della primavera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1550937995_722065926" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;incarnatasi in te&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-6246888784342708347?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-660689452454308848</id><published>2011-05-04T01:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T01:03:27.334+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Con una guest star</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;sei adesso&lt;br /&gt;sotto&lt;br /&gt;la mia pelle&lt;br /&gt;sei adesso&lt;br /&gt;dentro&lt;br /&gt;ai miei sensi&lt;br /&gt;sei adesso&lt;br /&gt;nel&lt;br /&gt;mio petto&lt;br /&gt;e batti batti batti&lt;br /&gt;come se&lt;br /&gt;volessi&lt;br /&gt;squarciarmi il petto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come due&lt;br /&gt;palpebre&lt;br /&gt;che imitano un cuore&lt;br /&gt;come se&lt;br /&gt;volessi&lt;br /&gt;diventare me&lt;br /&gt;come se&lt;br /&gt;volessi&lt;br /&gt;che fossimo uno&lt;br /&gt;sei adesso&lt;br /&gt;dentro di me&lt;br /&gt;sei adesso&lt;br /&gt;e lo sarai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-4175481178608802601</id><published>2011-05-04T00:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T01:01:23.875+02:00</updated><title type='text'>...---...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;vorrei toccare la tua schiena,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;lievemente, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;con tocchi di dita... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Per farti assaporare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;la tenerezza e la forza che, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;come uomo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;posso darti. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Per farti emozionare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Per farti sentire, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;nella gola, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;il sapore dell'emozione. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Per farti sentire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;un brivido lungo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;tiepido e gelido, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;come mai potresti assaporare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Vorrei far si &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;che sentissi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;il mio cuore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;leggermente battere, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;come se il mio sangue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;potesse aprirsi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;e riversarsi in te.&lt;br /&gt;Ma senza prepotenza, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;solo ad abbracciar il tuo..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-4175481178608802601?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/4175481178608802601/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=4175481178608802601' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/4175481178608802601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/4175481178608802601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title='...---...'/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-2951273466655474646</id><published>2011-04-29T13:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T14:00:41.657+02:00</updated><title type='text'>numeri</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mhs mbs pts fbChatConvItem fbChatMessageGroup clearfix small"&gt;1 è nero costellato di piccole luci come l'alba&lt;span class="hidden_elem"&gt;&lt;a rel="dialog"&gt;&lt;span class="fcg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mhs mbs pts fbChatConvItem fbChatMessageGroup clearfix small"&gt;&lt;span class="hidden_elem"&gt;&lt;a rel="dialog"&gt;&lt;span class="fcg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="timestamp"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="messages"&gt;&lt;div id="msg_683008408_2021072819" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 è azzurro come ciò che ci porta il cielo sopra di noi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="msg_683008408_1720249430" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 è un rosso cuore che batte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="msg_683008408_1646310668" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 è marrone d'autunno l'ultima stagione morente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="msg_683008408_1920075894" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 verde dagli sbalzi di prato visti dal picco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="msg_683008408_689566778" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 roseo e gioioso come una donna incinta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="msg_683008408_2026426738" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 amaranto color sangue in croce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="messages"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 pieno di colore arancio soddisfacente&lt;div id="msg_683008408_764926203" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 viola scuro come il cielo dopo il tramonto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="msg_683008408_325877034" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0 è bianco l'assenza di colore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-2951273466655474646?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/2951273466655474646/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=2951273466655474646' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/2951273466655474646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/2951273466655474646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2011/04/numeri.html' title='numeri'/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-2581052774107114096</id><published>2011-04-07T01:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T01:18:29.327+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A.D. rien</title><content type='html'>Vorrei tessere le onde&lt;br /&gt;dei respiri che fai&lt;br /&gt;Vorrei contare le onde&lt;br /&gt;dai sospiri che hai&lt;br /&gt;e lì&lt;br /&gt;dalle tue labbra&lt;br /&gt;dalle tue dolci labbra&lt;br /&gt;veder sgorgare il sole&lt;br /&gt;ché altra casa non vuole&lt;br /&gt;Vorrei sognar le tue labbra&lt;br /&gt;Vorrei segnar le mie labbra&lt;br /&gt;col segno di un sogno&lt;br /&gt;ingannevole realtà&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-2581052774107114096?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/2581052774107114096/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=2581052774107114096' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/2581052774107114096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/2581052774107114096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2011/04/ad-rien.html' title='A.D. rien'/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-5760079140281891880</id><published>2011-03-30T22:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T12:08:14.104+02:00</updated><title type='text'>AMBG</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="ecxMsoNoSpacing" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Uva cruda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="ecxMsoNoSpacing" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sul tuo petto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="ecxMsoNoSpacing" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Uva cruda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="ecxMsoNoSpacing" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;da assaggiare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="ecxMsoNoSpacing" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;a morsi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="ecxMsoNoSpacing" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;miele e sangue con gocce di lacrime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="ecxMsoNoSpacing" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sul tuo seno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="ecxMsoNoSpacing" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mordo e assaporo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="ecxMsoNoSpacing" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mordo e piango&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="ecxMsoNoSpacing" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;e cado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="ecxMsoNoSpacing" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nudo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="ecxMsoNoSpacing" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ansante su di te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-5760079140281891880?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/5760079140281891880/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=5760079140281891880' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/5760079140281891880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/5760079140281891880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2011/03/ambg.html' title='AMBG'/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-4916336061232664548</id><published>2011-03-30T22:10:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T21:57:09.867+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ap.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:'Tahoma','sans-serif';font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Non è il cuore che sorride&lt;br /&gt;è il volto&lt;br /&gt;Non è l'anima che sorride&lt;br /&gt;è il volto&lt;br /&gt;L'anima&lt;br /&gt;il cuore&lt;br /&gt;la tua aura&lt;br /&gt;Restano solo invischiate&lt;br /&gt;in ragnatele ammuffite di passato&lt;br /&gt;ed è il tuo volto&lt;br /&gt;il tuo presente&lt;br /&gt;che sorridono.&lt;br /&gt;Adesso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-4916336061232664548?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/4916336061232664548/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=4916336061232664548' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/4916336061232664548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/4916336061232664548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2011/03/ap.html' title='ap.'/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-4323938516836221152</id><published>2011-03-30T22:10:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T22:10:35.588+02:00</updated><title type='text'>a te</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Prendi in mano le mie rughe&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ne ho fatto uno scudo rilucente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Prendi in mano le mie rughe, sorella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Devono essere gravi al portare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Deve essere pesante la loro essenza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Prendi le mie rughe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;La mia esperienza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Che ormai devo andare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Che ormai ciò che è stato detto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Non esiste più&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(ma è mai esistito?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Colei che lo ha detto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Non esiste più&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(ma era sincera?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ruba con le mani le mie rughe, sorella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-4323938516836221152?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/4323938516836221152/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=4323938516836221152' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/4323938516836221152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/4323938516836221152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2011/03/te.html' title='a te'/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-6303254816385663741</id><published>2011-03-27T23:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T19:10:02.733+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Di notte, specialmente speciale.</title><content type='html'>due segni&lt;br /&gt;e niente altro&lt;br /&gt;per innamorare il mare&lt;br /&gt;per scrutare il mare&lt;br /&gt;delle emozioni nascoste&lt;br /&gt;ed i nostri gesti&lt;br /&gt;come piccoli iceberg&lt;br /&gt;dimostrano&lt;br /&gt;che si vede sempre&lt;br /&gt;una piccola parte del tutto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;       un sapore di passione&lt;br /&gt;di cannella&lt;br /&gt;cioccolato&lt;br /&gt;di peccato confessato&lt;br /&gt;come un ricordo&lt;br /&gt;come un sorriso&lt;br /&gt;come una lacrima&lt;br /&gt;chiusa per sempre&lt;br /&gt;nelle mie mani&lt;br /&gt;chiuse con i colori&lt;br /&gt;dell'estate passata&lt;br /&gt;con i colori&lt;br /&gt;stretti nel cuore&lt;br /&gt;come nei pomeriggi di pioggia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-6303254816385663741?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/6303254816385663741/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=6303254816385663741' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/6303254816385663741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/6303254816385663741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_27.html' title='Di notte, specialmente speciale.'/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-5982455288018440379</id><published>2011-03-27T23:18:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T19:09:14.652+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Irrealtà reale</title><content type='html'>Immaginare il mare dei tuoi occhi&lt;br /&gt;Immaginare il mare&lt;br /&gt;delle tue sensazioni&lt;br /&gt;Leggere il libro&lt;br /&gt;delle tue parole&lt;br /&gt;calde e grevi&lt;br /&gt;immaginare&lt;br /&gt;e scoprire&lt;br /&gt;nel lampo di un sorriso&lt;br /&gt;la realtà&lt;br /&gt;migliore dell'immaginazione&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-5982455288018440379?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/5982455288018440379/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=5982455288018440379' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/5982455288018440379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/5982455288018440379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title='Irrealtà reale'/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-425798922529300807</id><published>2011-03-21T21:10:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T21:10:26.741+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Non sono mai stato più felice di così</title><content type='html'>Ognuno di noi ha un sogno perduto&lt;br /&gt;nei pomeriggi addormentati sul divano&lt;br /&gt;E come se il tempo fosse una tartaruga&lt;br /&gt;Sebbene lontano,&lt;br /&gt;il sogno sembra vicino&lt;br /&gt;Sono tempi da misurare&lt;br /&gt;con l'orologio del cuore&lt;br /&gt;Son distanze&lt;br /&gt;per cui basta un righello&lt;br /&gt;per misurarle&lt;br /&gt;Millimetri fra due paia d'occhi&lt;br /&gt;tuffati l'un l'altro incontro.&lt;br /&gt;Ognuno di noi ha un treno&lt;br /&gt;che lo riporti indietro&lt;br /&gt;Verso la spiaggia&lt;br /&gt;dove abbiamo capito&lt;br /&gt;il significato della parola&lt;br /&gt;Felicità&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-425798922529300807?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/425798922529300807/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=425798922529300807' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/425798922529300807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/425798922529300807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2011/03/non-sono-mai-stato-piu-felice-di-cosi.html' title='Non sono mai stato più felice di così'/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-8888280569809903678</id><published>2011-02-14T01:35:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T01:35:58.622+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Il Mare di M.S.</title><content type='html'>Il mare dà calore&lt;br /&gt;estate&lt;br /&gt;sole rovente&lt;br /&gt;sabbia&lt;br /&gt;caos&lt;br /&gt;il mare è inverno&lt;br /&gt;il mare in autunno&lt;br /&gt;appena dopo la pioggia&lt;br /&gt;il mare&lt;br /&gt;con la spiaggia lavata&lt;br /&gt;la spiaggia bagnata&lt;br /&gt;profuma di pioggia&lt;br /&gt;e di salsedine&lt;br /&gt;ed il deserto&lt;br /&gt;in quel mare&lt;br /&gt;il deserto&lt;br /&gt;in quei lidi&lt;br /&gt;portano&lt;br /&gt;l'infinito&lt;br /&gt;e l'esistenza di te&lt;br /&gt;a toccarsi&lt;br /&gt;a baciarsi&lt;br /&gt;a specchiarsi&lt;br /&gt;l'un l'altro&lt;br /&gt;verso le notti&lt;br /&gt;ed i giorni&lt;br /&gt;verso est&lt;br /&gt;verso il tramonto&lt;br /&gt;per rispuntare ad ovest&lt;br /&gt;in una nuova alba&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-8888280569809903678?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/8888280569809903678/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=8888280569809903678' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/8888280569809903678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/8888280569809903678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2011/02/il-mare-di-ms.html' title='Il Mare di M.S.'/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-1381887550806292120</id><published>2011-02-14T01:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T01:30:14.170+01:00</updated><title type='text'>5 città</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="msg_1584170134_1580479418" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;Londra è caotica e frenetica&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="msg_1584170134_4200006799" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;Londra è la metro&lt;br /&gt;che ti porta nei mille mondi diversi&lt;br /&gt;della città&lt;br /&gt;Dublino è giovane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="msg_1584170134_1421444374" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;e sa di fritto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="msg_1584170134_783440588" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;e birra&lt;/div&gt;Dublino è folle&lt;br /&gt;nella sua cortesia&lt;br /&gt;Dublino sa di magia&lt;br /&gt;Lisbona è nostalgica&lt;div id="msg_1584170134_3103189147" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;triste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="msg_1584170134_1651166225" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;con i muri scrostati&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="msg_1584170134_2334375304" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;sotto la vernice di nuovo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="msg_1584170134_477876639" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;con le vecchie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="msg_1584170134_1205225725" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;senza età&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="msg_1584170134_2916464634" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;alla finestra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="msg_1584170134_1535946980" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;che ti guardano mentre sei sul tram&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="msg_1584170134_3361734617" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;parigi è snob&lt;/div&gt;Parigi è l'autunno&lt;div class="mhs mbs pts fbChatConvItem pts fbChatMessageGroup clearfix small"&gt;&lt;div class="messages"&gt;&lt;div id="msg_1584170134_343576283" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;quando ancora fa caldo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="messages"&gt;&lt;div id="msg_1584170134_3909128822" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;Quando i colori virano al rosso rame&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="msg_1584170134_3741667048" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;Qaundo il Sacro Cuore&lt;br /&gt;Ti fa amare più intensamente&lt;br /&gt;E ti giri verso di lei&lt;br /&gt;Dicendo&lt;br /&gt;"Comunque vada, avremo sempre Parigi"Roma è un mare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="msg_1584170134_1074899379" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;d'acciaio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="msg_1584170134_4114575566" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;in cui vorticosamente girare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="msg_1584170134_2642794302" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;Roma è sufficenza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="msg_1584170134_385256728" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;sorrisi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="msg_1584170134_1387558708" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;sole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="msg_1584170134_273448688" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;amore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="msg_1584170134_305705174" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;Roma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="msg_1584170134_3818985355" class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message"&gt;che non si vende se non per un centesimo&lt;br /&gt;Che non dorme mai&lt;br /&gt;Ed io cittadino di quattro sassi&lt;br /&gt;calcinati sette secoli fa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-1381887550806292120?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-5187352048160752178</id><published>2011-01-31T23:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T00:08:34.156+01:00</updated><title type='text'>T.Y.M.</title><content type='html'>Senza pace&lt;br /&gt;Senza cuore&lt;br /&gt;Senza tristezza&lt;br /&gt;Carico d'orgoglio&lt;br /&gt;cammino&lt;br /&gt;Non è veleno addosso&lt;br /&gt;Non è passato&lt;br /&gt;E' solo orgoglio di esserci&lt;br /&gt;di essere ancora&lt;br /&gt;vivo&lt;br /&gt;Respiro piano&lt;br /&gt;RESPIRO&lt;br /&gt;come un saluto di Dio&lt;br /&gt;l'aria mi prende&lt;br /&gt;come un saluto tuo&lt;br /&gt;l'aria mi prende&lt;br /&gt;mi parla di mare&lt;br /&gt;e di isole&lt;br /&gt;mi parla di una piccola donna&lt;br /&gt;di una donna minuta&lt;br /&gt;leggera&lt;br /&gt;con due occhi tristi stasera&lt;br /&gt;con due occhi tristi&lt;br /&gt;ed un sorriso&lt;br /&gt;più dolce&lt;br /&gt;segreto&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-5187352048160752178?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/5187352048160752178/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=5187352048160752178' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/5187352048160752178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/5187352048160752178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2011/01/tym.html' title='T.Y.M.'/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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giorni&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;delle lacrime di sangue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i giorni&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;delle ferite aperte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i giorni &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;del dolore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sono svaniti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in quei due semplici baci&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e non torneranno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La porta è murata,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;non sento bussare,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Invana è la fatica di chi lo fa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Altre porte,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sono aperte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sul sole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-7514931386736896801?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/7514931386736896801/comments/default' title='Commenti sul 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Numeri</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1584170134_4152035385" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;un bacio alla tua luce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1584170134_344140426" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;che infondi dolcemente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1584170134_3438247592" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;come se fosse acqua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1584170134_860454860" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;leggera di pioggia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1584170134_4279547753" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;come se fosse un soffio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1584170134_3165094806" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;di brezza in primavera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1584170134_3831999826" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;un bacio alla tua luce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1584170134_856270181" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;che pulsa lentamente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1584170134_981252282" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;che è viva&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1584170134_442741609" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;più della vita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1584170134_1074151694" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;un bacio alla tua luce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1584170134_2486418527" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;che spegne la mia sete&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1584170134_3165316365" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;di luce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1584170134_3165316365" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" jsid="message" id="msg_1584170134_3165316365" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt; (thanks to martolita)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-4289434428715476521?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/4289434428715476521/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=4289434428715476521' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/4289434428715476521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/4289434428715476521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2011/01/emozioni-parole-non-numeri.html' title='Emozioni, Parole, Non Numeri'/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-4996798141397314526?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/4996798141397314526/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=4996798141397314526' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/4996798141397314526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/4996798141397314526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2010/12/20-12-2010.html' title='20 12 2010'/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-5405349698004052158</id><published>2010-12-19T17:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T17:58:23.337+01:00</updated><title type='text'>IG</title><content type='html'>Bacio al tuo Bacio&lt;br /&gt;Bocca alla tua Bocca&lt;br /&gt;così come se&lt;br /&gt;lentamente&lt;br /&gt;allacciate le mani&lt;br /&gt;ci avvicinassimo&lt;br /&gt;in silenzio&lt;br /&gt;Sguardo nel tuo sguardo&lt;br /&gt;anima nella tua anima&lt;br /&gt;velocemente&lt;br /&gt;fusi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-5405349698004052158?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/5405349698004052158/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=5405349698004052158' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/5405349698004052158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/5405349698004052158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2010/12/eg.html' title='IG'/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-5629963264248770970</id><published>2010-12-17T19:31:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T19:31:56.973+01:00</updated><title type='text'>sotto la neve</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;E Lasciai indietro&lt;br /&gt;il letto&lt;br /&gt;E lasciai indietro&lt;br /&gt;il sogno&lt;br /&gt;E lasciai indietro&lt;br /&gt;la narcosi&lt;br /&gt;per avanzar come un treno&lt;br /&gt;nel momento del vero&lt;br /&gt;nella mattina bianca&lt;br /&gt;di luce&lt;br /&gt;e rumori&lt;br /&gt;e colori&lt;br /&gt;e sapori&lt;br /&gt;e profumi&lt;br /&gt;per trovar colei&lt;br /&gt;per trovar il mio cibo&lt;br /&gt;Quelle ciglia socchiuse&lt;br /&gt;Quelle labbra semiaperte&lt;br /&gt;quella bocca infedele&lt;br /&gt;quel sapore di miele&lt;br /&gt;quelle mani agognanti&lt;br /&gt;quei due occhi sognanti&lt;br /&gt;per offrire un cuore malato&lt;br /&gt;sanguinante&lt;br /&gt;eppur palpitante&lt;br /&gt;da recidere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-5629963264248770970?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/5629963264248770970/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=5629963264248770970' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/5629963264248770970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/5629963264248770970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2010/12/sotto-la-neve.html' title='sotto la neve'/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-2465460584681813454</id><published>2010-11-01T21:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:00:29.652+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A te, che eri a Lucca Domenica</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;Dolcemente, prima di dormire&lt;br /&gt;Guardo i tuoi occhi chiusi&lt;br /&gt;Dolcemente, prima di dormire&lt;br /&gt;conto i passi&lt;br /&gt;la distanza...&lt;br /&gt;che mi porta da te&lt;br /&gt;Dolcemente, prima di dormire&lt;br /&gt;Conto le gocce&lt;br /&gt;versate su di te&lt;br /&gt;come stille di sangue&lt;br /&gt;come stelle di luce&lt;br /&gt;Dolcemente prima di dormire&lt;br /&gt;Chiudo gli occhi e ti guardo&lt;br /&gt;Dolcemente,&lt;br /&gt;prima di cadere&lt;br /&gt;nel buio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-2465460584681813454?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/2465460584681813454/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=2465460584681813454' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/2465460584681813454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/2465460584681813454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2010/11/te-che-eri-lucca-domenica.html' title='A te, che eri a Lucca Domenica'/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-7185118909873369928</id><published>2010-09-24T21:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T22:00:10.968+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Decisione immprovvisa&lt;br /&gt;a cambiar direzione&lt;br /&gt;a cambiar vento&lt;br /&gt;meglio se contrario&lt;br /&gt;senza rispetto&lt;br /&gt;se non per me stesso&lt;br /&gt;senza fuggire&lt;br /&gt;cercare&lt;br /&gt;andare&lt;br /&gt;avanti&lt;br /&gt;mare aperto di fronte&lt;br /&gt;mare aperto alle spalle&lt;br /&gt;la terra non è la meta&lt;br /&gt;non ci sono isole non trovate&lt;br /&gt;non ci sono paesi di sogno&lt;br /&gt;c'è il viaggio&lt;br /&gt;il solo splendido viaggio&lt;br /&gt;nell'infinito&lt;br /&gt;amore dolore lacrime silenzi pioggia&lt;br /&gt;nebbia che si è persa dentro di me&lt;br /&gt;attraversare tutte le emozioni&lt;br /&gt;per ritrovare il sole della serenità&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-7185118909873369928?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/7185118909873369928/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=7185118909873369928' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/7185118909873369928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/7185118909873369928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2010/09/decisione-immprovvisa-cambiar-direzione.html' title=''/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-531284977429781168</id><published>2010-09-02T02:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T02:58:22.826+02:00</updated><title type='text'>S</title><content type='html'>S&lt;br /&gt;P&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;N&lt;br /&gt;Z&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a volte fa bene&lt;br /&gt;al cuore&lt;br /&gt;all'anima&lt;br /&gt;al futuro&lt;br /&gt;a volte fa bene non guardare indietro&lt;br /&gt;a volte&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-531284977429781168?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/531284977429781168/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=531284977429781168' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/531284977429781168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/531284977429781168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2010/09/s.html' title='S'/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-7878904290606252663</id><published>2010-08-29T02:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T02:50:01.124+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Panda</title><content type='html'>Hai graffiato la mia anima&lt;br /&gt;Hai graffiato il mio cuore&lt;br /&gt;Le tue unghie,&lt;br /&gt;pezzetti di te,&lt;br /&gt;sono ancora là&lt;br /&gt;nelle ferite aperte.&lt;br /&gt;Inutile&lt;br /&gt;mi sento inutile&lt;br /&gt;per non riuscire ad amarti&lt;br /&gt;Inutilo&lt;br /&gt;mi sento inutile&lt;br /&gt;per non riuscire a cercarti.&lt;br /&gt;Senza meta ormai&lt;br /&gt;nella notte veglio&lt;br /&gt;Sei il mio ultimo faro&lt;br /&gt;che ho spento con le mie mani&lt;br /&gt;Sei ciò che volevo&lt;br /&gt;e che non ho voluto più.&lt;br /&gt;Un'altra vita&lt;br /&gt;Un'altra città&lt;br /&gt;Un'altra storia&lt;br /&gt;Sai chi sono&lt;br /&gt;Sai cosa sono&lt;br /&gt;Sai che non c'è niente in me&lt;br /&gt;come un guscio vuoto&lt;br /&gt;trascino ogni notte&lt;br /&gt;nell'apatia&lt;br /&gt;nella foschia.&lt;br /&gt;Settembre ha eventi di pioggia&lt;br /&gt;e richiami d'Autunno&lt;br /&gt;camminerò nelle foglie secche&lt;br /&gt;per vedere la primavera che se ne è andata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-7878904290606252663?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/7878904290606252663/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=7878904290606252663' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/7878904290606252663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/7878904290606252663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2010/08/panda.html' title='Panda'/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-1235216435136145562</id><published>2010-04-09T13:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T13:16:22.591+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-1235216435136145562?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/1235216435136145562/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=1235216435136145562' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/1235216435136145562'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;con radici morte&lt;br /&gt;e non ho mai dato frutto&lt;br /&gt;sono tuo&lt;br /&gt;senza essere mio&lt;br /&gt;scappo&lt;br /&gt;da bravo malacarne&lt;br /&gt;da bravo distruttore di vite.&lt;br /&gt;Ho visto la morte&lt;br /&gt;l'ho fissata negli occhi&lt;br /&gt;e tutto,&lt;br /&gt;adesso,&lt;br /&gt;mi sembra falso&lt;br /&gt;e tutto adesso,&lt;br /&gt;mi sembra vuoto.&lt;br /&gt;So di amarti&lt;br /&gt;so di odiarti&lt;br /&gt;so di distruggerti&lt;br /&gt;e vorrei costruire&lt;br /&gt;le fondamenta&lt;br /&gt;i muri&lt;br /&gt;sei la mia casa&lt;br /&gt;nelle tue braccia&lt;br /&gt;la serenità&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-728607960362206714?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/728607960362206714/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=728607960362206714' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/728607960362206714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/728607960362206714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2009/09/te.html' title='a te'/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-5571196458164936947</id><published>2009-08-04T16:40:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T16:40:50.770+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Non ho forza, adesso&lt;br /&gt;Non ho forza&lt;br /&gt;Le briciole di me&lt;br /&gt;Stanno sorreggendo&lt;br /&gt;ciò che resta della mia vita&lt;br /&gt;Le briciole di me&lt;br /&gt;tenute insieme dalla rassegnazione&lt;br /&gt;sono sparse&lt;br /&gt;a terra&lt;br /&gt;Non ho tempo&lt;br /&gt;non ho testa&lt;br /&gt;non ho niente&lt;br /&gt;per seguire&lt;br /&gt;Non voglio seguire&lt;br /&gt;Voglio solo sopravvivere&lt;br /&gt;ed andare avanti&lt;br /&gt;verso un tempo migliore&lt;br /&gt;Solo riposo&lt;br /&gt;nei ritagli di tempo&lt;br /&gt;Solo riposo&lt;br /&gt;Nient'altro&lt;br /&gt;Ho solo bisogno&lt;br /&gt;che passi il tempo&lt;br /&gt;per un po'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-5571196458164936947?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/5571196458164936947/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=5571196458164936947' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/5571196458164936947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/5571196458164936947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2009/08/non-ho-forza-adesso-non-ho-forza-le.html' title=''/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-8468585976021762819</id><published>2009-08-04T14:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T14:15:57.412+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Io voglio regalarti la mia vita. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Chiedo tu cambi tutta la mia vita, ora. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ti do questa notizia in conclusione. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Notizia è l’anagramma del mio nome, vedi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;E so che serve tempo, non lo nego. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anche se in fondo tempo non ce n’è, ma se... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Cerco lo vedo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;L’amore va veloce e tu stai indietro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Se cerchi mi vedi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Il bene più segreto sfugge all’uomo che non guarda avanti, mai. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ricevo il tuo contrordine speciale. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Nemico della logica morale. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Opposto della fisica normale. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Geometria degli angoli nascosti, nostri. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;E adesso! Ripenso a quella foto insieme. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Decido che non ti avrei mai perduta, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;mai perduta, perché ti volevo troppo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mancano i colpi al cuore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Quel poco tanto di dolore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Quell’attitudine di chi ricorda tutto, ma se... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Guardo, lo vedo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Il mondo va veloce e tu vai indietro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Se cerchi, mi vedi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Il bene più segreto sfugge all’uomo che non guarda avanti, mai. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Dietro le lacrime che mi hai nascosto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Negli spazi di un segreto opposto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Resto fermo e ti aspetto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Da qui non mi è possibile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;No non rivederti più. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Se lontana non sei stata mai. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Se cerco lo vedo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;L’amore va veloce e tu stai indietro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Se cerchi mi vedi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Il bene più segreto sfugge all’uomo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;che non guarda avanti, mai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-8468585976021762819?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/8468585976021762819/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=8468585976021762819' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/8468585976021762819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/8468585976021762819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2009/08/io-voglio-regalarti-la-mia-vita.html' title=''/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-1130195992260254846</id><published>2009-07-28T17:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T17:20:01.744+02:00</updated><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>ho voglia di te&lt;br /&gt;davvero&lt;br /&gt;voglia di sentirmi tuo&lt;br /&gt;io ho voglia di te&lt;br /&gt;ho voglia di sentire il tuo odore&lt;br /&gt;il tuo urlo sordo&lt;br /&gt;leccare la tua pelle&lt;br /&gt;nuda&lt;br /&gt;sentire la tua lingua&lt;br /&gt;che saetta fuori dalle labbra&lt;br /&gt;io ho voglia di te&lt;br /&gt;sotto la pelle&lt;br /&gt;mischiata al sangue&lt;br /&gt;fammi male tu&lt;br /&gt;mordimi&lt;br /&gt;azzannami il cuore&lt;br /&gt;sbranami&lt;br /&gt;ti voglio&lt;br /&gt;ti voglio&lt;br /&gt;ti voglio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-1130195992260254846?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/1130195992260254846/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=1130195992260254846' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/1130195992260254846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/1130195992260254846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2009/07/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-3963825989873420464</id><published>2009-07-27T10:23:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T10:24:26.981+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Silenzi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hai stanato i miei silenzi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;i miei brillanti silenzi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;i miei silenzi di sabbia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;i miei preziosi silenzi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;i miei silenzi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Li hai stanati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;fra i granelli delle mie parole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;fra le pieghe della luce dei miei giorni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;fra le coperte vuote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Li hai stanati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;ed adesso li tieni nelle mani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;per accarezzarli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Li hai stanati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;per sentirne il peso nelle mani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;per soppesarli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;e per capirne il senso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;i miei silenzi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;adesso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;sono nelle tue mani.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-3963825989873420464?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/3963825989873420464/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=3963825989873420464' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/3963825989873420464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/3963825989873420464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2009/07/silenzi.html' title='Silenzi'/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-9149288794322268424</id><published>2009-05-04T17:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T17:36:56.674+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Il padrone è legato</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Apri ferite sulla mia schiena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Apri ferite con i tuoi colpi violenti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Apri ferite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Versaci il sale delle tue lacrime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;del tuo pentimento per il male che mi hai fatto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Versaci il sale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;e fammi bruciare ancora di più&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Apri la mia pelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;la mia carne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;non ti fermerò&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;non ti chiederò basta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;mordimi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;e bacia le mie ferite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Piangendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-9149288794322268424?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/9149288794322268424/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=9149288794322268424' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/9149288794322268424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/9149288794322268424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2009/05/il-padrone-e-legato.html' title='Il padrone è legato'/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-2592604567077073979</id><published>2009-04-09T16:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T16:25:01.587+02:00</updated><title type='text'>x ale</title><content type='html'>Chiedi al mio cuore&lt;br /&gt;Di fermarsi.&lt;br /&gt;Immobile,&lt;br /&gt;Nel tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Come quando guardo gli occhi tuoi.&lt;br /&gt;Chiedi al mio volto&lt;br /&gt;Di non esser&lt;br /&gt;Così trasparente,&lt;br /&gt;Così arreso,&lt;br /&gt;Davanti a te.&lt;br /&gt;Incisa&lt;br /&gt;La tua immagine&lt;br /&gt;in me&lt;br /&gt;Profondamente&lt;br /&gt;Incisa a ferro e fuoco.&lt;br /&gt;Cosa hai fatto&lt;br /&gt;In me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-2592604567077073979?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/2592604567077073979/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=2592604567077073979' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/2592604567077073979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/2592604567077073979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2009/04/x-ale.html' title='x ale'/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-5583412985311110391</id><published>2009-04-02T11:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T12:00:38.770+02:00</updated><title type='text'>FFSS</title><content type='html'>Soffia le tue parole.&lt;br /&gt;La tua voce,&lt;br /&gt;roca,&lt;br /&gt;Sta scacciando il mio passato.&lt;br /&gt;Le tue parole avvolgono rovine,&lt;br /&gt;Presenti,&lt;br /&gt;Ma sempre rovine.&lt;br /&gt;Uno schermo di sole&lt;br /&gt;impedisce al mio sguardo&lt;br /&gt;di vedere fantasmi,&lt;br /&gt;Di vedere&lt;br /&gt;Lacrime amare,&lt;br /&gt;di vedere&lt;br /&gt;scorrere&lt;br /&gt;il tempo a ritroso&lt;br /&gt;Sorridi&lt;br /&gt;ed il tuo sorriso è luminoso&lt;br /&gt;Sorridi&lt;br /&gt;ché è vento ed allegria&lt;br /&gt;il tuo sorriso.&lt;br /&gt;Ho bisogno del tuo sorriso,&lt;br /&gt;della tua mano tesa,&lt;br /&gt;dell'acqua, dell'aria, del tuo respiro.&lt;br /&gt;Sorridi&lt;br /&gt;e fammi vivere&lt;br /&gt;del tuo sorriso&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-5583412985311110391?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/5583412985311110391/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=5583412985311110391' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/5583412985311110391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/5583412985311110391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2009/04/ffss.html' title='FFSS'/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-7748107543610207103</id><published>2009-03-27T12:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T12:16:07.889+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;bacio alle tue labbra&lt;br /&gt;fresche e rosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Sanno d'acqua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;di miele&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;di rugiada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;sapore di ieri&lt;br /&gt;di futuro&lt;br /&gt;di ciò che trovo e non scordo&lt;br /&gt;di ciò che voglio&lt;br /&gt;sapore stampato&lt;br /&gt;sulle mie labbra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dalla prima scossa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in quella notte di marzo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dalla prima scossa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;che ci ha attraversato insieme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;nello stesso istante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ed io&lt;br /&gt;qua fermo&lt;br /&gt;affamato di te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;adesso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-7748107543610207103?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/7748107543610207103/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=7748107543610207103' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/7748107543610207103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/7748107543610207103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2009/03/bacio-alle-tue-labbra-fresche-e-rosa.html' title=''/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-7676653580909528765</id><published>2009-03-20T12:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T12:33:29.454+01:00</updated><title type='text'>angoloale</title><content type='html'>mi manchi davvero&lt;br /&gt;mi manca la tua risata&lt;br /&gt;i tuoi occhi tristi ed allegri&lt;br /&gt;la tua voce di gola&lt;br /&gt;il fatto che capisci quello che dico&lt;br /&gt;e che mi controbatti&lt;br /&gt;e che piango volo muoio e rinasco&lt;br /&gt;nei tuoi occhi&lt;br /&gt;E che mi sento vivo&lt;br /&gt;quando mi tocchi il ginocchio guidando&lt;br /&gt;E che mi sento felice&lt;br /&gt;Quando ti guardo&lt;br /&gt;E che mi sento bene&lt;br /&gt;da quando sei entrata nel mio mondo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-7676653580909528765?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/7676653580909528765/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=7676653580909528765' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/7676653580909528765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/7676653580909528765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2009/03/angoloale.html' title='angoloale'/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-2332012455563619576</id><published>2009-03-18T17:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T17:38:18.224+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorriso</title><content type='html'>Posso descrivere la felicità?&lt;br /&gt;Posso disegnare un sorriso?&lt;br /&gt;Posso spiegare che per me il cielo è sempre blu?&lt;br /&gt;Si&lt;br /&gt;Oggi posso spiegarlo&lt;br /&gt;Si&lt;br /&gt;Oggi so che posso farlo&lt;br /&gt;Si&lt;br /&gt;Oggi so che tutte le sensazioni del mondo&lt;br /&gt;Albergano ridendo nel mio cuore&lt;br /&gt;Nella mia testa&lt;br /&gt;Nelle mie mani&lt;br /&gt;Nei miei occhi&lt;br /&gt;Insieme a te&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-2332012455563619576?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/2332012455563619576/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=2332012455563619576' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/2332012455563619576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/2332012455563619576'/><link 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style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Follia poesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Futuro passato &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;presenteVagare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Tornare andare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Troppe sensazioni si affollano ora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Troppe voglie e volontà diverse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Eppure so che è la mia strada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Andare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;E so che si avvererà&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-507561119037123036?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-6190450594649515759</id><published>2009-03-02T20:55:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T20:56:16.428+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Un Bacio,&lt;br /&gt;Un semplice bacio ho chiesto&lt;br /&gt;solo sentire il battito delle tue labbra&lt;br /&gt;sulle mie ciglia chiuse&lt;br /&gt;sulle mie visioni nascoste&lt;br /&gt;nelle pieghe della notte&lt;br /&gt;un bacio&lt;br /&gt;un semplice bacio&lt;br /&gt;per far si che il mio cuore&lt;br /&gt;riesca a respirare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-6190450594649515759?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/6190450594649515759/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=6190450594649515759' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/6190450594649515759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/6190450594649515759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2009/03/un-bacio-un-semplice-bacio-ho-chiesto.html' title=''/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-559607296229345822</id><published>2009-03-02T20:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T20:53:50.277+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Accanto a me la notte&lt;br /&gt;   Dietro le spalle la luce&lt;br /&gt;Sono fermo in silenzio&lt;br /&gt;   Respiro Respiro VIVO&lt;br /&gt;Ti ho sentita andar via in silenzio&lt;br /&gt;   Come in silenzio sei arrivata&lt;br /&gt;Risate vuote di suoni&lt;br /&gt;   Stampate sul tuo volto&lt;br /&gt;Incomprensibile la mia tranquillità&lt;br /&gt;   La mia ferma risolutezza&lt;br /&gt;Devo dire però&lt;br /&gt;    Che è il mio bisogno&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-559607296229345822?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/559607296229345822/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=559607296229345822' title='0 Commenti'/><link 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tranquillità&lt;br /&gt;Cerchi di approdare&lt;br /&gt;in un porto sicuro&lt;br /&gt;in un paio di forti braccia&lt;br /&gt;A P E R T E&lt;br /&gt;ti svegli&lt;br /&gt;e sfuma ogni ricordo viola&lt;br /&gt;ti svegli&lt;br /&gt;e l'ultimo ricordo&lt;br /&gt;è patatine e birra&lt;br /&gt;chiusa da sola&lt;br /&gt;in un pub deserto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disegno i tuoi occhi&lt;br /&gt;I tuoi occhi verdi&lt;br /&gt;Con i miei occhi chiusi&lt;br /&gt;Rivedo&lt;br /&gt;La collana splendente&lt;br /&gt;sul tuo petto&lt;br /&gt;La collana splendente&lt;br /&gt;della tua luce&lt;br /&gt;Tu,&lt;br /&gt;in mezzo alle foglie d'autunno&lt;br /&gt;Rubavi la luce&lt;br /&gt;all'ultimo raggio d'estate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-3864963816212370406?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-3645733780322595270</id><published>2008-12-09T19:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:57:53.913+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hai una gran voglia&lt;br /&gt;di essere nuda davanti a me&lt;br /&gt;come sotto una cascata&lt;br /&gt;come sotto la pioggia&lt;br /&gt;per sentire sferzata la pelle&lt;br /&gt;dai miei sguardi affamati&lt;br /&gt;per farmi mangiare i sensi&lt;br /&gt;per farmi mangiare le labbra&lt;br /&gt;per farmi mangiare il tuo cuore&lt;br /&gt;sanguinante&lt;br /&gt;di me&lt;br /&gt;Le tue labbra dicono che potrebbe essere&lt;br /&gt;non farle tremare adesso&lt;br /&gt;non tremare&lt;br /&gt;senti le tue emozioni sulla schiena&lt;br /&gt;salire&lt;br /&gt;senti il tuo respiro&lt;br /&gt;inciampare&lt;br /&gt;sentimi&lt;br /&gt;entrare&lt;br /&gt;sentimi&lt;br /&gt;entrare&lt;br /&gt;nella tua anima&lt;br /&gt;sentimi&lt;br /&gt;respirare&lt;br /&gt;il tuo respiro&lt;br /&gt;I miei sensi adesso&lt;br /&gt;hanno voglia di piangere ridere uccidere desiderare&lt;br /&gt;morire chiudere&lt;br /&gt;vivere&lt;br /&gt;e respirare&lt;br /&gt;l'aria&lt;br /&gt;profonda&lt;br /&gt;che&lt;br /&gt;viene&lt;br /&gt;dal&lt;br /&gt;mondo&lt;br /&gt;dal centro&lt;br /&gt;del mondo&lt;br /&gt;Schiudi le tue labbra&lt;br /&gt;per rendere il mio respiro più profondo&lt;br /&gt;schiudile&lt;br /&gt;schiudile&lt;br /&gt;ADESSO&lt;br /&gt;che ho voglia di piangere&lt;br /&gt;che ho voglia di vederle socchiuse&lt;br /&gt;per il guizzo della lingua&lt;br /&gt;che saetta&lt;br /&gt;..........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ed ho sentito te&lt;br /&gt;sapore&lt;br /&gt;di sale&lt;br /&gt;d'amaro&lt;br /&gt;di sole&lt;br /&gt;risacca&lt;br /&gt;e montagna&lt;br /&gt;lacrime&lt;br /&gt;polvere&lt;br /&gt;e lontananza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a Janis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-3645733780322595270?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/3645733780322595270/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=3645733780322595270' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/3645733780322595270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/3645733780322595270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2008/12/hai-una-gran-voglia-di-essere-nuda.html' title=''/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-1828308524377425947</id><published>2008-12-09T17:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:47:25.008+01:00</updated><title type='text'>sagge parole.... da leggere</title><content type='html'>La notte voli&lt;br /&gt;la notte ti consoli&lt;br /&gt;dimmi chi dorme accanto a me...&lt;br /&gt;i tuoi pensierisi muovono furtivi&lt;br /&gt;dimmi chi dorme accanto a me&lt;br /&gt;bella e disarmante tu sei qua&lt;br /&gt;ma il tuo desiderio quanta strada fa&lt;br /&gt;mille modi per fuggire via...&lt;br /&gt;Non sei più mia.&lt;br /&gt;Tu soffri tanto&lt;br /&gt;ti soffoco lo sento&lt;br /&gt;dimmi chi dorme accanto a me&lt;br /&gt;un corpo nudo&lt;br /&gt;sei tu almeno credo&lt;br /&gt;dimmi chi dorme accanto a me&lt;br /&gt;con questo buio giuro non distinguo se&lt;br /&gt;sono da solo a far l’amore con te&lt;br /&gt;così affollata la tua mente non so&lt;br /&gt;di quale orgasmo morirò&lt;br /&gt;sussurri tanti nomi tranne che il mio&lt;br /&gt;al punto che non lo ricordo neanch’io...&lt;br /&gt;E il mio riscatto come sempre sarà...&lt;br /&gt;il letto&lt;br /&gt;Dimmi chi dorme accanto a me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;se sto sbagliando un’altra volta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dipendo ancora da un perché&lt;br /&gt;eppure ancora non mi basta...&lt;br /&gt;la paura di restare soli&lt;br /&gt;l’incoscienza la malinconia&lt;br /&gt;mentre dormo aspetto che ritorni...&lt;br /&gt;vincerà il tuo buon senso chissà...&lt;br /&gt;Dimmi chi dorme accanto a me&lt;br /&gt;se in tutto questo una ragione c’è...&lt;br /&gt;Supposizioni&lt;br /&gt;le solite apprensioni&lt;br /&gt;dimmi chi dorme accanto a me&lt;br /&gt;vestaglia rosa&lt;br /&gt;profumo di mimosa&lt;br /&gt;ma il tempo mio chissà qual’è&lt;br /&gt;e fatalmente a mezzanotte fuggi via&lt;br /&gt;sulla tua nuvola cercando compagnia&lt;br /&gt;non solo angeli in quel cielo incontrerai&lt;br /&gt;se stai con me non rischierai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;non sarò io quel concentrato di virtù&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;l’uomo ideale che t’immagini tu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ma sono qui, comunque io sono qui...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ancora!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dimmi chi dorme accanto a me&lt;br /&gt;non ho più dignità ne orgoglio&lt;br /&gt;ogni risveglio è una sorpresa con te...&lt;br /&gt;finirla qui sarebbe meglio...&lt;br /&gt;amori brevi amori insoddisfatti&lt;br /&gt;spero che non vi rivivrò mai più&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ma non c’è un amore che non ha difetti...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dove sei, dove sei, dove sei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dimmi chi dorme accanto a me se in tutto questo una ragione c’è&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-5750745360711574298</id><published>2008-12-09T17:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:34:58.211+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ti amo come piangere&lt;br /&gt;Ti amo come ridere&lt;br /&gt;Ti amo come passione&lt;br /&gt;Ti amo come dolore&lt;br /&gt;Ti amo come camminare&lt;br /&gt;Ti amo come due parole sole che non rendono l'idea&lt;br /&gt;Ti amo come la pioggia&lt;br /&gt;Ti amo come la nebbia che mi avvolge&lt;br /&gt;Ti amo come il mattino di oggi&lt;br /&gt;Ti amo come nostalgia&lt;br /&gt;Ti amo come scivolare&lt;br /&gt;Ti amo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-5750745360711574298?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-6010543202184491660</id><published>2008-11-12T02:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T02:39:15.386+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>E guardi triste&lt;br /&gt;Gli operai&lt;br /&gt;Aggirarsi fra i ponteggi&lt;br /&gt;Dalla cucina li guardi&lt;br /&gt;Che asfaltano&lt;br /&gt;Le rose del tuo giardino&lt;br /&gt;il passato nel tuo giardino&lt;br /&gt;le rose&lt;br /&gt;intrise di odio e ricordi&lt;br /&gt;intrise di gioia e d'amore&lt;br /&gt;li guardi&lt;br /&gt;ti giri&lt;br /&gt;e con&lt;br /&gt;apatia&lt;br /&gt;torni fra carote e cetrioli&lt;br /&gt;a preparare per chi non&lt;br /&gt;è&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'è passione&lt;br /&gt;e non ti diverti&lt;br /&gt;più&lt;br /&gt;C'è passione&lt;br /&gt;e non guardi&lt;br /&gt;più&lt;br /&gt;nemmeno il tuo amato&lt;br /&gt;MARE&lt;br /&gt;Riavvi i capelli&lt;br /&gt;L  E N T A M E N T E&lt;br /&gt;e pensi che forse è un altro&lt;br /&gt;capriccio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Provi a giocare&lt;br /&gt;con la vendetta&lt;br /&gt;anchesenonlavuoi&lt;br /&gt;e fissi cinica&lt;br /&gt;le tuo uova nel piatto&lt;br /&gt;davanti all'abete&lt;br /&gt;addobbato a festa.&lt;br /&gt;E' un Natale da&lt;br /&gt;SOLA&lt;br /&gt;distesa&lt;br /&gt;in una clinica&lt;br /&gt;da&lt;br /&gt;SOLA&lt;br /&gt;è senza vendetta&lt;br /&gt;è senza perchè&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-6010543202184491660?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/6010543202184491660/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' 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style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Isterica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Irascibile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Incostante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Inaffidabile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Inconsueta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Unica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;E se dicessi che non serve?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;E se dicessi che rimango?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Niente può farmi cambiare idea nemmeno io.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Niente può farmi fuggire nemmeno io.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;E' nei momenti più bui che si vede davvero a cosa serve l'altro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;E' nei momenti peggiori che serve l'altro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;E' adesso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Almeno per te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-160562066088304847?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/160562066088304847/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=160562066088304847' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/160562066088304847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/160562066088304847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2007/10/isterica-irascibile-incostante.html' title=''/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-2203924576908726925</id><published>2007-01-02T17:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T17:30:45.116+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ci siamo incontrati in ritardo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;abbiamo unito i sentieri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;in ritardo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ormai troppo lontani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ormai troppo segnata la via&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;per cambiarla &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;se non con dolore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;se non con  orrore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;eppure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;vediamo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;che le strade sono unite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;fra noi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-2203924576908726925?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/2203924576908726925/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=2203924576908726925' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/2203924576908726925'/><link 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se&lt;br /&gt;non saprai mai la destinazione finale&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-116620063246404962?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/116620063246404962/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=116620063246404962' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/116620063246404962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/116620063246404962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2006/12/camminerai-sulla-tua-strada-non-una-di.html' title=''/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-116611432162715403</id><published>2006-12-14T17:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T17:38:41.640+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L’esigenza di un dono&lt;br /&gt;Ti coglie&lt;br /&gt;In una stanza fredda&lt;br /&gt;Ti coglie&lt;br /&gt;Avvolta nel tuo pullover&lt;br /&gt;Al freddo,&lt;br /&gt;davanti al camino&lt;br /&gt;e rigiri&lt;br /&gt;La fedina sul dito&lt;br /&gt;Guardi&lt;br /&gt;La fedina sul dito&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;LEGGERMENTE&lt;br /&gt;La sfili&lt;br /&gt;La posi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-116585293819805145</id><published>2006-12-11T17:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T17:02:18.213+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abbiamo perso un'occasione&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;abbiamo guadagnato un impegno&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Siamo stati lì&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sul punto di cadere&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;siamo stati lì&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ad un passo dal baratro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e cadere, forse,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sarebbe stato volare&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sarebbe stato donarsi le ali&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;l'uno all'altra&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;per non cercare più di atterrare&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;se non al risveglio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dal sogno&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-116585293819805145?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/116585293819805145/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=116585293819805145' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/116585293819805145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/116585293819805145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2006/12/abbiamo-perso-unoccasione-abbiamo.html' title=''/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-116542941609608548</id><published>2006-12-06T19:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T19:23:36.096+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Adesso.&lt;br /&gt;Succhiare i tuoi capezzoli&lt;br /&gt;fino a farli diventare&lt;br /&gt;spini violacei per graffiarmi il volto&lt;br /&gt;per rigarmi le guance&lt;br /&gt;Lacrime di sale e d'incenso&lt;br /&gt;mentre mi baci&lt;br /&gt;Mordimi adesso&lt;br /&gt;Lascia la tua firma sui miei sensi&lt;br /&gt;ti riconoscerò&lt;br /&gt;guardandomi dentro.&lt;br /&gt;Adesso&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-116542941609608548?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-116542896803660540</id><published>2006-12-06T19:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T19:16:08.050+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ti voglio nuda,&lt;br /&gt;spossata,&lt;br /&gt;ansante&lt;br /&gt;in ginocchio ai miei piedi&lt;br /&gt;la camicia strappata, stracciata&lt;br /&gt;legata solo ai polsi,&lt;br /&gt;come una catena,&lt;br /&gt;I capelli sporchi&lt;br /&gt;scompigliati,&lt;br /&gt;umidi di sudore e lacrime&lt;br /&gt;le tue unghie conficcate&lt;br /&gt;nella mia carne&lt;br /&gt;rabbiosa&lt;br /&gt;con le lacrime chiuse&lt;br /&gt;con la pelle graffiata&lt;br /&gt;dalla sabbia bagnata&lt;br /&gt;ti voglio nuda, spossata, ansante,&lt;br /&gt;in ginocchio ai miei piedi&lt;br /&gt;per supplicarti di alzare la testa&lt;br /&gt;e guardarmi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-116542896803660540?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/116542896803660540/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=116542896803660540' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/116542896803660540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/116542896803660540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2006/12/ti-voglio-nuda-spossata-ansante-in.html' title=''/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-116531792661596856</id><published>2006-12-05T12:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T12:25:26.623+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Una figura stagliata nel buio&lt;br /&gt;Desiderio di sfiorare le labbra&lt;br /&gt;con le labbra&lt;br /&gt;desiderio di non chiudere gli occhi&lt;br /&gt;di non aprirli&lt;br /&gt;Fra sogno e realtà&lt;br /&gt;solo il fine confine&lt;br /&gt;d'un limitar di ciglia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-116531792661596856?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/116531792661596856/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Immagina...... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Una bocca ed un microfono &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;parole dette piano &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;a mezza voce &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;a voce strozzata &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;stille di rugiada &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;che cadono sul tuo corpo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;stille di sangue &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;che cadono sul tuo corpo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;stille di sale &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;che lacrimano sul tuo corpo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ed il tuo vestito bianco &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;lì &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;in un angolo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;visibile ed invisibile agli occhi &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;labbra socchiuse &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ciglia semiaperte &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;drappeggiamenti turchi &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Non credi alla passione?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-116522929143511403?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/116522929143511403/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=116522929143511403' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/116522929143511403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/116522929143511403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2006/12/immagina.html' title=''/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-115920634012192806</id><published>2006-09-25T19:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T19:45:40.130+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ti ho visto,&lt;br /&gt;mi hai visto.&lt;br /&gt;Passando,&lt;br /&gt;correndo,&lt;br /&gt;fermandosi.&lt;br /&gt;E siamo diventati due estranei&lt;br /&gt;nemmeno un saluto&lt;br /&gt;fra noi.&lt;br /&gt;E' strano&lt;br /&gt;e' difficile da capire&lt;br /&gt;e' assurdo da accettare&lt;br /&gt;però succede&lt;br /&gt;però accade&lt;br /&gt;ma è triste da vedere&lt;br /&gt;che così è la vita&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-115920634012192806?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-115383642964163296</id><published>2006-07-25T15:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T16:07:09.650+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A volte le persone scompaiono.&lt;br /&gt;Restano&lt;br /&gt;nella nostra città,&lt;br /&gt;nel nostro quartiere,&lt;br /&gt;nel nostro piccolo tempo,&lt;br /&gt;e scompaiono.&lt;br /&gt;Semplicemente non le vediamo più.&lt;br /&gt;Diventate invisibili&lt;br /&gt;senza neanche avvertire&lt;br /&gt;e le portiamo con noi&lt;br /&gt;immutabili&lt;br /&gt;fino al momento&lt;br /&gt;che le vediamo&lt;br /&gt;e non le riconosciamo più.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-115383642964163296?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/115383642964163296/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=115383642964163296' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/115383642964163296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/115383642964163296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2006/07/volte-le-persone-scompaiono.html' title=''/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-115153373172999348</id><published>2006-06-29T00:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T00:28:51.736+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Forse non t'odio più&lt;br /&gt;Forse non t'odio&lt;br /&gt;Ti ho tenuta qua&lt;br /&gt;per guardarti male&lt;br /&gt;e ti ho trovato qua&lt;br /&gt;due dita a sud dell'anima&lt;br /&gt;tanto vicina&lt;br /&gt;da non poterti toccare&lt;br /&gt;tanto vicina&lt;br /&gt;da non poterti guardare&lt;br /&gt;e il mio cuore non sordo&lt;br /&gt;ai rumori del silenzio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-115153373172999348?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/115153373172999348/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=115153373172999348' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/115153373172999348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/115153373172999348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2006/06/forse-non-todio-pi-forse-non-todio-ti.html' title=''/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-114954742714789534</id><published>2006-06-06T00:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T00:43:47.156+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Oggi sono morto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Per il petrolio sono morto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;correvo così forte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;che non mi sono accorto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;della bomba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;e dell'esplosione&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;nemmeno so perchè son morto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So solo che l'estate non mi troverà coinvolto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;nella mia piccola isola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;nei suoi locali estivi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;nelle sue terre secche e verdi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;in ciò che adesso nemmeno mi ricordo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lontano dalla camerata sono morto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;E non resta nemmeno un  piccolo brandello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Scortavo altri possibili morti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;come formiche dentro ai carri armati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;e niente e nessuno  ci voleva ci  spingeva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;eppure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;eppure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;eppure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;oggi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dovreste capire tutti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;perchè ero lì&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;per me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;per te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;per ognuno di noi ero lì&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;perchè ero uno  dei più disperati e poveri di ognuno di noi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;per la mia religione&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ma è così diversa dalle altre?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;per il petrolio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ma ci serve così tanto?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;per essere ancora l'occidente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ma non siamo tutti sulla stessa terra?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;perchè qualche piccolo uomo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ha detto che dovevo venire qui &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-114954742714789534?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-114787108594364816</id><published>2006-05-17T15:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T15:04:45.960+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mi faccio costruire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;intorno dagli altri &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;un cerchio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Solo per uscirne &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;e provocare lo stupore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Rompo i giunchi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;leggeri e resistenti &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;con le mie mani decise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;ed il rumore che sento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;riecheggia lontano di libertà &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Giacqui &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;come se niente fosse &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nei rovi di prato &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;di notte riposo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;finalmente &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;di notte &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;quando tutto è più calmo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lontano &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mi bruciano gli occhi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dal non riposo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dal troppo sonno passato &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dalla lontananza dell'inizio &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dalla vicinanza della fine &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ed adesso? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;forse un'altra strada &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lì a biforcarsi &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;davanti ai miei passi &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-114787108594364816?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/114787108594364816/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=114787108594364816' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/114787108594364816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/114787108594364816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2006/05/mi-faccio-costruire-intorno-dagli.html' title=''/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-114727083060714787</id><published>2006-05-10T16:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T16:20:30.606+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ti sto toccando&lt;br /&gt;ti sto toccando&lt;br /&gt;il seno&lt;br /&gt;i capelli&lt;br /&gt;le guance&lt;br /&gt;la fronte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ti sto baciando&lt;br /&gt;ti sto baciando&lt;br /&gt;lieve sulle tue labbra&lt;br /&gt;come il vento d'estate&lt;br /&gt;non voglio vederti&lt;br /&gt;voglio&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;toccarti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;                       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;sentire il tuo profilo&lt;br /&gt;                       lieve&lt;br /&gt;                       nel buio&lt;br /&gt;                       scorrere piano sotto i miei sensi&lt;br /&gt;                       sentire un'emozione&lt;br /&gt;                       una nostra emozione&lt;br /&gt;                       scorrere fluida&lt;br /&gt;                       nelle vene&lt;br /&gt;                       nel cuore&lt;br /&gt;                       sentirla crescere&lt;br /&gt;                       vederla crescere&lt;br /&gt;                       sentirla indifesa&lt;br /&gt;                       eppur rigogliosa&lt;br /&gt;                       sentirla nata &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;                                          nel buio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-114727083060714787?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/114727083060714787/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=114727083060714787' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/114727083060714787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/114727083060714787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2006/05/ti-sto-toccando-ti-sto-toccando-il.html' title=''/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-114727021076996941</id><published>2006-05-10T16:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T16:10:10.776+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se chiuderò&lt;br /&gt;Quel giorno&lt;br /&gt;I miei occhi infine&lt;br /&gt;Fissandoli nei tuoi&lt;br /&gt;Per portare&lt;br /&gt;Ovunque andrò&lt;br /&gt;Il tuo azzurro con me&lt;br /&gt;O per averlo&lt;br /&gt;come fine&lt;br /&gt;Degradando&lt;br /&gt;Dolcemente&lt;br /&gt;In un sonno&lt;br /&gt;Senza sogni&lt;br /&gt;Potrò dirmi&lt;br /&gt;Compiuto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-114727021076996941?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/114727021076996941/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27517342&amp;postID=114727021076996941' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/114727021076996941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27517342/posts/default/114727021076996941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/2006/05/se-chiuder-quel-giorno-i-miei-occhi.html' title=''/><author><name>s</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27517342.post-114673270225278096</id><published>2006-05-04T10:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T10:51:42.260+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pensa a quanto può essere bello un tuo sorriso,&lt;br /&gt;Pensa a tutte le volte che ti sei riempita gli occhi di gioia.&lt;br /&gt;Pensa ad ogni lacrima versata ridendo.&lt;br /&gt;Pensa che sei bella, non perché ti vesti bene o per una nuova acconciatura&lt;br /&gt;Sei bella perché la tua anima risplende.&lt;br /&gt;Pensa che da quando mi scrivi sorrido di più.&lt;br /&gt;Pensa che stasera uscirai e troverai la notte che ti pizzica sul viso&lt;br /&gt;Pensa che bello e' chiudere gli occhi e sognare un attimo.&lt;br /&gt;Pensa che puoi fare un respiro e sentire che la vita scorre ancora&lt;br /&gt;Pensa a tutti i sorrisi che hai regalato e a tutti quelli che hai ricevuto&lt;br /&gt;Pensa a quanto e' bella la pioggia fina che ti batte sul naso&lt;br /&gt;Pensa che la vita e' dura, ma c'è la cioccolata&lt;br /&gt;Pensa che puoi correre, finche' ti resta il fiato&lt;br /&gt;Pensa a quando un bambino ti tira il naso&lt;br /&gt;Pensa all'ultimo libro che hai letto&lt;br /&gt;ed alle emozioni che ti ha fatto nascere&lt;br /&gt;Pensa che sto immaginando l'angolo della tua bocca che si piega, leggermente, all'insù.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e poi rispondi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sei triste?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27517342-114673270225278096?l=principeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://principeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/114673270225278096/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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