bluestella
Sesso: F
Età: 43
Città: Milano
Prov: Milano
Reg: Lombardia
Naz: Italia
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non ci si conosce mai abbastanza e comunque per gli altri siamo sempre diversi da come ci sentiamo, quindi inutile raccontare cose che forse vedo solo io...
Spazio amici
Amo & odio
Tre cose che mi piacciono
il cielo notturno
avere tempo per ogni cosa
avere sogni da sognare
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Tre cose che odio
tutti gli estremismi
quindi anche l'odio
a suo modo
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Dettagli
I miei interessi
leggere
ozio
cinema
Gli sport preferiti
pallavolo
Gen. musicale
jazz
ambient
Gen. cinematografico
neroealismo italiano
classici hollywoodiani
Letture preferite
narrativa
storici
Mi piace la cucina
regionale italiana in generale
giapponese
La vacanza OK
prendo la macchina (la moto) e parto
La vacanza KO
campeggio
La meta dei miei sogni
Canada
Australia e Nuova Zelanda
Occupazione
non definito
Stato civile
non definito
Il mio film preferito
L'attimo fuggente e altri
Il mio libro preferito
Martin Eden e altri ancora
I miei pregi
speculari ai difetti
I miei difetti
in bilico lungo una linea di demarcazione
PHOTO
Ultime visite
The Blue Wave
My love such a breaker wave goes away to die in the bank.
Sublime, pure, blue, covered by his white mane,
Destroyer, benefactress, according to the short-lived winds.
Hypnotized by the song of the golden beads where his race ends.
Sharp as the pink of the coral, grey as rocks,
One thousand barriers wait for him in the wild race.
Magnificent blue wave which nothing could stop
Impalpable reflection of stars taking off straight ahead in the sea
A calm in its race the time to drink,
The strength dying person of the one who preceded her.
In the silent coolness of the arms she welcomes him,
To pull the substance which raises her of impatience.
Untamable stallion laughing at dangers, unconscious sublime!
She reborn, recovers of pride, believes in it, and restarts again.
Her sweetness disappear at the approach of the high funds,
Threatening she becomes, in a last effort.
Magnificent white foam coming to die at my feet.
Without a shout, without a tear, in an eternal dance
Feeding of its Soul the one who will come later
Indifferent to her fate, ignoring its end, carrier of a message.
«I am only a wave, but so remind this…
Sublime, pure, blue, covered by his white mane,
Destroyer, benefactress, according to the short-lived winds.
Hypnotized by the song of the golden beads where his race ends.
Sharp as the pink of the coral, grey as rocks,
One thousand barriers wait for him in the wild race.
Magnificent blue wave which nothing could stop
Impalpable reflection of stars taking off straight ahead in the sea
A calm in its race the time to drink,
The strength dying person of the one who preceded her.
In the silent coolness of the arms she welcomes him,
To pull the substance which raises her of impatience.
Untamable stallion laughing at dangers, unconscious sublime!
She reborn, recovers of pride, believes in it, and restarts again.
Her sweetness disappear at the approach of the high funds,
Threatening she becomes, in a last effort.
Magnificent white foam coming to die at my feet.
Without a shout, without a tear, in an eternal dance
Feeding of its Soul the one who will come later
Indifferent to her fate, ignoring its end, carrier of a message.
«I am only a wave, but so remind this…