Friday, July 13, 2007

Masterbation Bladder Infection

BE A FRIEND TO ME A WRITTEN


Silvia.

Your name sung by memories of a boy desperate different
away from his time, perhaps, but not from our own, desperate
studies, and we fight against the new ignorance, since his future lost, abandoned
to reflect the true teacher in this fate,
any mention hypocritical merit of anything reflected field.
Errante I search for my Asia moons that night Please contact either word,
night lights from the dark shadows forget pose, with each color
stolen from nowhere, a new voice rises majestically
a timeless lyric from those days back and becomes a halo on these our modern
speeches, freeing them from my dark lair. Withdrawal
where reason does not escape, however, is in your name and
energy to flow again,
tickle your verses, your emotions, to subvert the law of the fees, your
to sing of the blue sky the aurora motionless, without
have against the wickedness of men.
wept remembering James learned the heart of his dream, and without shame
not concealed the distance,
for those times that he ate suffering,
but you only joy and in sorrow there is also support for
seekers and then cries and sings, and the dream is right downtown,

for us, worlds away from those conversations with the moon, we
shepherds still lonely
wandering dreamily to investigate even the mere whisper of wives, and recognize
eyes of a child, the simple peace of mind without any stain,
for you, Silvia, new moon beam.

Maurizio Clicech
For Silver Teeth.

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I have no words to thank Maureen, I have no words to tell you how much emotion aroused in me that your gift. Then .... then do not say anything, that laugh, that I just can not find the words .... I leave here, even for those who hang their hat on a moment,

the opportunity to read this part Poetry of brilliant prose.

Hugs, Silvia

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