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Colonna
[ Posté le 2006-11-30 à 13:44 | 8 messages ]
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JL COLONNA CESARI
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Body body
You like me more,
I love you still
A lover loan for destiny
You strike me more,
like the devil,
You like me more
The hard core,
I risk all,
And the morning, i’m on the knees
body on fire,
Or in the mud,
I become fool.
Any fire or any flame ,
That You extinguish ,
My fire which belong to you ,
Perfume of woman ,
heat of your kidneys,
I retain you
When your Skin ,
Change the taste .
To almost make me shout a lot,
The Rain and tears ,
To Wash the sweat
On your cheeks….
Guard of feelings ,
with innocence.
How can i do to leave the screen .
I am in fright,
Like an artist ,
In your presence
You wish the gold
when you love me,
Piece of my life, to body body
Like a treasure
A Great mistake
I love you more
.
Jean-Louis Colonna Cesari
Sacem00439324648
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Tyran
The icy wind of a glance
And so much cries to eyes of fear
Your father or Fouettard
Quand you are at the bottom of the wall cupboard?
To live of hatred or revenge
The last hours put it in fright
He tyrannizes your childhood
And you seek your delivery
King of the hell, demon of steel
Dark Father who holds the sword
And in your back so much lacerated
The ice is reddened forever.
As the thunder pushes its cries
For You the sky east obscures
And In your war it is cursed
By the silence of all your nights.
As a God the Father of your life
He want to strike and to thus strike
The innocent which is `fleeing
By refusing its Amenti
Howl the Wind, the Dog barks
Its heavy boots, noise of the steps
Which hammer by ringing the knell
Of all that made,Your live ,Your joy
A last breath of a great pain
A cry which comes from iron heart
Whereas it believed to be god
He disappears, Your corbel dies.
Now You can break the doors chains
To go where Love involves to you
No more violence and no Hatred
you will forget the tears and pains
Ground of the South, biblical Ground
Ground where all will be romantic
Ground of the horse to magic rides
Ground to the erotic colors
Ground of the Love waiting for you
who holds your dreams with closed fists
It will sweep , it’s human wind
The Darkness of your destiny.
*/Jean-Louis Colonna-Cesari/*
*/N° Sacem 00439324648/*
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