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font-size: 14pt;"&gt;con un seno ben delineato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;ed un corpo aggraziato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Una ragazza dalle mani grandi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;ed il cuore sincero,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;amavo i suoi occhi teneri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;ed il suo docile sguardo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Una ragazza triste nel cuore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;ma che sapeva donare sorrisi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;amavo una ragazza impaurita ma coraggiosa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;una ragazza che non possedeva niente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;diceva che non aveva desideri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Io amavo una ragazza che non faceva paragoni,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;lei era felice della sua vita col suo niente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Le bastava un piccolo dettaglio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;per perdersi con l’immaginazione&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;e fantasticare sulla vita,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;non smetterò mai d’amare quella ragazza….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;ti amerò sempre figlia mia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Domenica 17 Dicembre 2006&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Giusy O.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-2244198765101156455</id><published>2011-02-21T18:43:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T18:43:42.721+01:00</updated><title type='text'>VOGLIO CAPIRTI</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Farò tesoro dei tuoi silenzi,&lt;br /&gt;ascolterò sempre con attenzione&lt;br /&gt;ogni parola, che mi dirai con gli occhi,&lt;br /&gt;coglierò l'attimo fuggente&lt;br /&gt;di ogni tuo sorriso, anche accennato,&lt;br /&gt;soffrirò con te se necessario&lt;br /&gt;e non ti lascerò mai più sola,&lt;br /&gt;perché io voglio capirti.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Percorrerò i sentieri scoscesi&lt;br /&gt;dei tuoi pensieri più cupi,&lt;br /&gt;ti tenderò una mano&lt;br /&gt;quando ti sentirai affondare&lt;br /&gt;nelle sabbie mobili dell'introversione,&lt;br /&gt;sarò il tuo filo d'Arianna&lt;br /&gt;per salvarti dai labirinti che crea la mente,&lt;br /&gt;perché io voglio capirti.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando un giorno mi dirai finalmente&lt;br /&gt;con uno sguardo che brillerà nel buio&lt;br /&gt;“amore, adesso si che mi sento capita.”&lt;br /&gt;Sarà per me un giorno di festa&lt;br /&gt;un'occasione per cui brindare&lt;br /&gt;e canterò col cuore l'inno alla gioia&lt;br /&gt;perché capirsi davvero non è scontato,&lt;br /&gt;ma io ad ogni costo voglio capirti........&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/8457435-2244198765101156455?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/2244198765101156455/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=2244198765101156455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/2244198765101156455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/2244198765101156455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2011/02/voglio-capirti.html' title='VOGLIO CAPIRTI'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-2841746581804372419</id><published>2011-02-21T18:31:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T18:32:26.894+01:00</updated><title type='text'>UNA MAGIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Nella parte più profonda&lt;br /&gt;e più tenera del mio cuore,&lt;br /&gt;c'era un piccolo seme&lt;br /&gt;che tu giorno dopo giorno&lt;br /&gt;con le tue lacrime&lt;br /&gt;e la luce irradiata&lt;br /&gt;dai tuoi stupendi occhi&lt;br /&gt;hai fatto germogliare.&lt;br /&gt;Ora quel piccolo seme&lt;br /&gt;è diventato una pianta robusta,&lt;br /&gt;che presto farà sbocciare&lt;br /&gt;i suoi fiori e darà i suoi frutti,&lt;br /&gt;saranno candidi fiori d'arancio&lt;br /&gt;che intreccerò con maestria&lt;br /&gt;per coronare il nostro sogno d'amore.&lt;br /&gt;Una magia che durerà tutta la vita&lt;br /&gt;tu ed io diremo “si” e sarà per sempre.&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/8457435-2841746581804372419?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/2841746581804372419/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=2841746581804372419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/2841746581804372419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/2841746581804372419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2011/02/nella-parte-piu-profonda-e-piu-tenera.html' title='UNA MAGIA'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-4390920012603618226</id><published>2010-10-13T15:02:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T18:11:30.543+02:00</updated><title type='text'>UN UNICO ESSERE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Argentati getti d'acqua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;zampillano da una fontana,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;penetrando l'aria verso l'alto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;e s'inarcano come arcobaleni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;colorando il cielo del nostro futuro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;che gioia rigenerare le nostre anime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;tuffandoci con lo sguardo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;nel verde di questo parco,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;assaporiamola mentre trabocca&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;a fiotti dai nostri cuori innamorati,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;è stupendo ascoltarci dentro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;nell'esaltazione del nostro sentire,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;perché siamo due esseri viventi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;fusi ormai in un unica persona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;che brilla come un diamante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;nell'anello della nostra unione.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-4390920012603618226?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/4390920012603618226/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=4390920012603618226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/4390920012603618226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/4390920012603618226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2010/10/un-unico-essere.html' title='UN UNICO ESSERE'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-3592637749876341056</id><published>2010-09-29T23:23:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T15:03:53.836+02:00</updated><title type='text'>TU NON SAI CHE........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Quando bambina&lt;br /&gt;desideravo l'amore d'un padre,&lt;br /&gt;che mi sorridesse sereno,&lt;br /&gt;mi prendesse per mano&lt;br /&gt;per passeggiare al suo fianco&lt;br /&gt;e che mi seguisse con gli occhi&lt;br /&gt;se correvo sui prati,&lt;br /&gt;oppure che mi portasse al circo&lt;br /&gt;per perdermi con lo sguardo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;dietro un clown.....&lt;br /&gt;crescendo i desideri si trasformano,&lt;br /&gt;non più un padre affettuoso,&lt;br /&gt;ma un uomo forte e premuroso&lt;br /&gt;di cui potermi innamorare,&lt;br /&gt;per appoggiarmi ogni notte&lt;br /&gt;sul suo petto, sentire&lt;br /&gt;i suoi muscoli gonfi di fatica&lt;br /&gt;ed addormentarmi al battito&lt;br /&gt;del suo cuore da guerriero&lt;br /&gt;che affronta la vita&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;senza armatura.&lt;br /&gt;Ah....che soave sensazione&lt;br /&gt;dormo sul petto del mio uomo&lt;br /&gt;che profuma di genuinità,&lt;br /&gt;con la purezza&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;e la sincerità d'un bimbo,&lt;br /&gt;ma tutto il calore d'un vero padre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Giusy O.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-3592637749876341056?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/3592637749876341056/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=3592637749876341056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/3592637749876341056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/3592637749876341056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2010/09/tu-non-sai-che.html' title='TU NON SAI CHE........'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-6114148989826082942</id><published>2010-09-27T21:13:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T15:04:45.424+02:00</updated><title type='text'>FRAGILE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Una piccola ampolla di cristallo&lt;br /&gt;sei tu mia amata.....fragile&lt;br /&gt;perché sei stata inflata cosi&lt;br /&gt;fin dal giorno della tua nascita.&lt;br /&gt;Sei trasparente come l'acqua del mare&lt;br /&gt;per poter mostrare tutte le tue bellezze.&lt;br /&gt;Il tuo contenuto è più magico&lt;br /&gt;d'un filtro d'amore........dolce&lt;br /&gt;come il miele d'acacia,&lt;br /&gt;tu contieni la vita.....l'amore&lt;br /&gt;il bene più profondo dell'anima&lt;br /&gt;ed è cosi che ti tratterò&lt;br /&gt;da oggi ho capito che devo aver cura di te&lt;br /&gt;come una cosa preziosa e rara&lt;br /&gt;ma soprattutto molto fragile&lt;br /&gt;ti proteggerò da tutto e da tutti&lt;br /&gt;come farebbe una mamma con un figlio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-6114148989826082942?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/6114148989826082942/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=6114148989826082942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/6114148989826082942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/6114148989826082942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2010/09/fragile.html' title='FRAGILE'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-3948268681096409682</id><published>2010-09-27T21:03:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T15:05:07.209+02:00</updated><title type='text'>FIORI D'ARANCIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Io che da sempre ho vissuto&lt;br /&gt;nell'attesa di te e del tuo sorriso&lt;br /&gt;provo per un attimo ad immaginare&lt;br /&gt;che incontrarti sia stato solo un sogno,&lt;br /&gt;un brivido freddo mi percorre&lt;br /&gt;dalla testa in giù lasciandomi basito.&lt;br /&gt;Perché l'amore che ho per te&lt;br /&gt;ha dato vita alla mia vita&lt;br /&gt;ha illuminato i miei occhi&lt;br /&gt;ed ha reso prezioso ogni istante&lt;br /&gt;di questo cuore che batte per te.&lt;br /&gt;Ora che entrambi assaporiamo&lt;br /&gt;il gusto del cibo degli Dei&lt;br /&gt;e viviamo solo di belle emozioni&lt;br /&gt;ci resta solo di promettere&lt;br /&gt;dinanzi al Signore Dio nostro&lt;br /&gt;che saremo l'uno dell'altra per sempre&lt;br /&gt;mettendo il suggello finale&lt;br /&gt;al profumo di fiori d'arancio&lt;br /&gt;su questo grande.......grande amore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-3948268681096409682?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/3948268681096409682/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-6201955186824668578</id><published>2010-09-27T20:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T20:47:38.552+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiori d'arancio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/TKDmyaQYuOI/AAAAAAAAAG4/4XNjEN7vbVE/s1600/fiore-darancio-300x225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/TKDmyaQYuOI/AAAAAAAAAG4/4XNjEN7vbVE/s400/fiore-darancio-300x225.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                   Profumo di fiori d'arancio per suggellare un amore.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/6201955186824668578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2010/09/fiori-darancio.html' title='Fiori d&apos;arancio'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/TKDmyaQYuOI/AAAAAAAAAG4/4XNjEN7vbVE/s72-c/fiore-darancio-300x225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-8435944181163311070</id><published>2010-09-27T19:59:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T15:09:28.145+02:00</updated><title type='text'>UN GIORNO NUOVO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;La tua anima impaurita&lt;br /&gt;provata dagli eventi,&lt;br /&gt;aveva affidato al vento&lt;br /&gt;il suo grido di dolore,&lt;br /&gt;la mia anima invece&lt;br /&gt;stanca ed insoddisfatta,&lt;br /&gt;scrutava il cielo&lt;br /&gt;in attesa di un segno,&lt;br /&gt;la ricettività dei nostri cuori&lt;br /&gt;ha fatto il resto del lavoro&lt;br /&gt;ed ora l'amore s'è palesato&lt;br /&gt;in tutta la sua magica bellezza,&lt;br /&gt;il nostro angolo di cielo però&lt;br /&gt;si copre ogni tanto di nubi scure,&lt;br /&gt;poi puntualmente s'illumina&lt;br /&gt;al tornare del sole&lt;br /&gt;che ci scalda il cuore.&lt;br /&gt;Apriamo le braccia con fiducia&lt;br /&gt;frantumiamo le nostre corazze,&lt;br /&gt;perché oggi è un nuovo giorno&lt;br /&gt;ed il suo vigore scioglierà&lt;br /&gt;per sempre le nostre paure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-8435944181163311070?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/8435944181163311070/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=8435944181163311070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/8435944181163311070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/8435944181163311070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2010/09/un-giorno-nuovo.html' title='UN GIORNO NUOVO'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-2629039133437087049</id><published>2010-09-27T18:30:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T15:09:56.293+02:00</updated><title type='text'>UN AMORE D'ALTRI TEMPI</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;La mia voce è tremula stasera&lt;br /&gt;il mio cuore però è felice,&lt;br /&gt;voglio narrarvi la storia&lt;br /&gt;d'un amore d'altri tempi,&lt;br /&gt;tra due persone che ormai&lt;br /&gt;non ci speravano quasi più.&lt;br /&gt;Dopo mezzo secolo di vita&lt;br /&gt;nello stesso istante,&lt;br /&gt;si sono aperti i loro cuori&lt;br /&gt;e sono stati travolti&lt;br /&gt;da una cascata d'amore.&lt;br /&gt;Un angelo volato in cielo,&lt;br /&gt;li ha presi per mano&lt;br /&gt;e condotti uno verso l'altro&lt;br /&gt;per il compimento della loro felicità,&lt;br /&gt;all'improvviso hanno smesso&lt;br /&gt;di elemosinare amore,&lt;br /&gt;hanno spezzato la solitudine,&lt;br /&gt;hanno ricominciato a vivere,&lt;br /&gt;sono diventati un unico respiro&lt;br /&gt;che scalderà le loro anime,&lt;br /&gt;per sempre nel bene e nel male,&lt;br /&gt;fino alla fine delle loro vite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-2629039133437087049?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/2629039133437087049/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=2629039133437087049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/2629039133437087049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/2629039133437087049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2010/09/un-amore-daltri-tempi.html' title='UN AMORE D&apos;ALTRI TEMPI'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-8930069457740147837</id><published>2010-09-27T18:21:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T15:10:56.395+02:00</updated><title type='text'>IL SOLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Io per te, come un fiume in piena&lt;br /&gt;ho rotto gli argini delle mie insicurezze,&lt;br /&gt;ho fatto passi da gigante&lt;br /&gt;nella tua direzione&lt;br /&gt;per poterti raggiungere,&lt;br /&gt;ora riesco a toccare con mano&lt;br /&gt;la morbida seta&lt;br /&gt;che avvolge ogni tua parola,&lt;br /&gt;riesco a sentire la melodia&lt;br /&gt;che spande la tua anima,&lt;br /&gt;ora è tornato il sole&lt;br /&gt;con la sua luce ed il suo calore&lt;br /&gt;nel cielo della mia vita,&lt;br /&gt;perché ora mi ascolto dentro&lt;br /&gt;e non ho più paura delle mie paure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-8930069457740147837?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-1493341254819709992</id><published>2010-09-27T17:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T17:58:17.274+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Il sole è vita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/TKC_GMJLO1I/AAAAAAAAAGw/-SkULgm1Fmk/s1600/Ala+Moana+Beach+Park,+Oahu,+Hawaii+-+1600x1200+-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/TKC_GMJLO1I/AAAAAAAAAGw/-SkULgm1Fmk/s400/Ala+Moana+Beach+Park,+Oahu,+Hawaii+-+1600x1200+-.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       Il sole con la sua luce ci mostra tutto ciò che al buio è nascosto.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-2603121881599033799</id><published>2010-07-14T17:46:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T15:11:31.483+02:00</updated><title type='text'>SOGNO PER NOI</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Sogno per noi…..&lt;br /&gt;un raggio di sole&lt;br /&gt;che c’illumini la via,&lt;br /&gt;un bosco incantato&lt;br /&gt;dove camminare in silenzio&lt;br /&gt;mano nella mano&lt;br /&gt;guardandoci e sorridendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sogno per noi…..&lt;br /&gt;una vita in armonia d’amore&lt;br /&gt;per scaldarci al suo calore,&lt;br /&gt;una casa tutta nostra&lt;br /&gt;dove ogni singolo oggetto&lt;br /&gt;parla solo di noi&lt;br /&gt;senza più fantasmi del passato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sogno per noi…..&lt;br /&gt;una vecchiaia di serenità&lt;br /&gt;aiutandosi a vicenda&lt;br /&gt;con amore e dignità,&lt;br /&gt;tra tanti anni&lt;br /&gt;vorrei morire fra le tue braccia&lt;br /&gt;perché la mia anima t’appartiene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sogno per noi…..&lt;br /&gt;perché la vita senza sogni è niente&lt;br /&gt;ed anche se la realtà è dura&lt;br /&gt;io vivrò per te ogni istante&lt;br /&gt;per realizzare i nostri sogni,&lt;br /&gt;tu che sei il mio sogno reale&lt;br /&gt;sarai sempre il mio primo pensiero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-2603121881599033799?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/2603121881599033799/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=2603121881599033799&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/2603121881599033799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/2603121881599033799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2010/07/sogno-per-noi.html' title='SOGNO PER NOI'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-7395908574991361340</id><published>2010-07-14T17:39:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T15:12:33.408+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Per Maria ed Emanuel.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;questo è l'augurio sincero per una coppia &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;di amici........ che &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;meritano&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;veramente tanta .......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;ma tanta felicita'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: large;"&gt;UNA COPPIA FELICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Respirate a pieni polmoni&lt;br /&gt;quest’aria nuova e profumata,&lt;br /&gt;una luce intensa illumina&lt;br /&gt;i vostri teneri volti,&lt;br /&gt;un fremito dolcissimo vi avvolge,&lt;br /&gt;l’amore vi ha scelti fra tanti&lt;br /&gt;quel sentimento vero e profondo&lt;br /&gt;che sentite emergere dal cuore&lt;br /&gt;ha catturato i vostri sguardi,&lt;br /&gt;accettatelo con fiducia&lt;br /&gt;lui vi guiderà da oggi in poi&lt;br /&gt;per il resto dei vostri giorni.&lt;br /&gt;Quando l’amore vero si manifesta&lt;br /&gt;ha una forza travolgente&lt;br /&gt;che coinvolge tutto il vostro essere,&lt;br /&gt;voi rispettatelo sempre&lt;br /&gt;trattatelo con estrema cura&lt;br /&gt;e lui farà di voi una coppia felice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-7395908574991361340?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/7395908574991361340/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=7395908574991361340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/7395908574991361340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/7395908574991361340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2010/07/una-coppia-felice.html' title=''/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-6954030440711234650</id><published>2010-07-14T16:34:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T15:13:04.684+02:00</updated><title type='text'>LA MIA DIGNITA'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Fin da bambino ho imparato&lt;br /&gt;a prostituire la mia anima&lt;br /&gt;per ricevere un po’ d’affetto,&lt;br /&gt;ho elemosinato amore&lt;br /&gt;da donne aride di sentimenti,&lt;br /&gt;ho appallottolato il mio cuore&lt;br /&gt;come fosse un foglio di carta&lt;br /&gt;e l’ho buttato nel cestino della vita.&lt;br /&gt;Ho fatto un’enormità di errori&lt;br /&gt;ho calpestato la mia dignità,&lt;br /&gt;oggi recito il “ mea culpa”&lt;br /&gt;ma la rabbia che ho dentro&lt;br /&gt;quella rabbia sempre repressa&lt;br /&gt;ho deciso di eliminarla per sempre,&lt;br /&gt;sarà un colpo di spugna sul passato.&lt;br /&gt;Da oggi penserò di più a me stesso&lt;br /&gt;ed insieme a te che sei la mia luce,&lt;br /&gt;ricostruirò quel castello bellissimo&lt;br /&gt;che c’era nel mio cuore&lt;br /&gt;quando da bambino sognavo&lt;br /&gt;di un amore come il tuo,&lt;br /&gt;ora che ci sei tu nella mia vita&lt;br /&gt;c’è solo spazio per tutte quelle cose&lt;br /&gt;che faranno di me un uomo degno,&lt;br /&gt;e con una dignità nuova&lt;br /&gt;ti restituirò ogni giorno&lt;br /&gt;tutto l’amore che mi dai,&lt;br /&gt;grazie per avere aperto i miei gli occhi&lt;br /&gt;per vedere la mia vera dignità di uomo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-6954030440711234650?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/6954030440711234650/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=6954030440711234650&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/6954030440711234650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/6954030440711234650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2010/07/la-mia-dignita.html' title='LA MIA DIGNITA&apos;'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-106533260239589792</id><published>2010-02-26T18:22:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T15:14:49.075+02:00</updated><title type='text'>NON E' STATO PER CASO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Se mi sono perso nei tuoi occhi&lt;br /&gt;e con una mano &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;ho toccato il paradiso&lt;br /&gt;non è stato certo per caso.&lt;br /&gt;Se da un po' ti cerco continuamente&lt;br /&gt;e sei diventata &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;la mia donna per sempre&lt;br /&gt;non è stato certo per caso.&lt;br /&gt;Se hai compiuto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;un miracolo in me&lt;br /&gt;e mi hai fatto sentire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;vivo e vero&lt;br /&gt;non è stato certo per caso.&lt;br /&gt;Se l'amore ci ha fatti rinascere&lt;br /&gt;ed abbiamo visto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;di nuovo la luce&lt;br /&gt;non è stato certo per caso.&lt;br /&gt;Ed anche quando &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;fra molti anni ti sveglierai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;con la testa sul mio petto&lt;br /&gt;con in bocca il sorriso dell'amore&lt;br /&gt;sappi che non sarà stato per caso&lt;br /&gt;ma per merito &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;della tua grande pazienza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-106533260239589792?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/106533260239589792/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=106533260239589792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/106533260239589792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/106533260239589792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2010/02/se-mi-sono-perso-nei-tuoi-occhi-e-con.html' title='NON E&apos; STATO PER CASO'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-31684312783428562</id><published>2010-02-04T17:23:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T17:25:47.617+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/S2r0pMff1jI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hx0_pEsfHIM/s1600-h/Mani+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/S2r0pMff1jI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hx0_pEsfHIM/s400/Mani+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mai fermarsi all'apparenza delle cose.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: CENTER;"&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/8457435-31684312783428562?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/31684312783428562/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=31684312783428562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/31684312783428562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/31684312783428562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2010/02/mai-fermarsi-allapparenza-delle-cose.html' title=''/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/S2r0pMff1jI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hx0_pEsfHIM/s72-c/Mani+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-1148758048851364141</id><published>2010-02-03T18:10:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T15:15:25.994+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ANIMA DI GRANITO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A mani nude le tue parole&lt;br /&gt;hanno scavato nella mia anima,&lt;br /&gt;ho sentito le tue dita penetrare&lt;br /&gt;in uno strato di granito durissimo,&lt;br /&gt;ti sei fatta male alle mani&lt;br /&gt;ma non ti sei arresa,&lt;br /&gt;hai lavorato giorno e notte&lt;br /&gt;perché sapevi&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;che sotto quello strato&lt;br /&gt;avresti trovato, terra più morbida&lt;br /&gt;e sotto ancora il tuo tesoro,&lt;br /&gt;fatto di gemme luccicanti&lt;br /&gt;colorate, rare e bellissime,&lt;br /&gt;che ora saprai incastonare&lt;br /&gt;nei vuoti della tua anima.&lt;br /&gt;Ora siamo tutt'uno,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;un'anima sola che splende&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;con la sua luce di gioia.&lt;br /&gt;Ricoprirò di baci&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;le tue mani per sanarle,&lt;br /&gt;farò sparire anche le cicatrici,&lt;br /&gt;e col calore del nostro amore...&lt;br /&gt;....sarà sempre estate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-1148758048851364141?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/1148758048851364141/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=1148758048851364141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/1148758048851364141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/1148758048851364141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2010/02/anima-di-granito.html' title='ANIMA DI GRANITO'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-5914936851317529260</id><published>2010-01-31T12:37:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T15:16:12.805+02:00</updated><title type='text'>AMORE MIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Quando ogni notte.......&lt;br /&gt;nel silenzio della notte&lt;br /&gt;sento i tuoi passi&lt;br /&gt;che soavemente&lt;br /&gt;percorrono la mia anima,&lt;br /&gt;rivivono i ricordi che ho di te,&lt;br /&gt;sono dolcissime carezze&lt;br /&gt;che mi riempiono il cuore,&lt;br /&gt;io che penso a te&lt;br /&gt;ogni giorno......ed ogni notte&lt;br /&gt;rivivo quegli attimi stupendi&lt;br /&gt;di pura poesia.......di vita vera,&lt;br /&gt;sei stata tutto per me&lt;br /&gt;innamorata di te, da subito&lt;br /&gt;appena venuta al mondo,&lt;br /&gt;mi hai dato cose indescrivibili,&lt;br /&gt;Emanuela......figlia mia&lt;br /&gt;hai riempito la mia vita&lt;br /&gt;da grande, quale sei stata&lt;br /&gt;ed ora che mi coccoli da lassù,&lt;br /&gt;volevo chiederti amore mio&lt;br /&gt;di continuare a guidarmi&lt;br /&gt;come hai sempre fatto,&lt;br /&gt;un giorno ti raggiungerò&lt;br /&gt;e saremo di nuovo felici insieme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Giusy O.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-5914936851317529260?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/5914936851317529260/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=5914936851317529260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/5914936851317529260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/5914936851317529260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2010/01/amore-mio.html' title='AMORE MIO'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-6945990116425873976</id><published>2010-01-30T15:47:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T19:22:48.790+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PER SEMPRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;La tua perseveranza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;nel proseguire il cammino,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;il tuo amore pulito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;che mi ha protetto come un'aura,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;quel tuo cercare la mia considerazione&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;perché quella degli altri non conta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;la tua sollecitudine e la voglia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;di purificarmi nella mente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;ma soprattutto nell'anima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;ha avuto il suo naturale epilogo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;oggi mi sento come tornato in vita,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;sono quell'uomo nuovo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;che ho sempre voluto essere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;sono attento, semplice, sincero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;positivo, umile, innamorato,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;ma quel che conta di più&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;sono tuo per sempre.&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/8457435-6945990116425873976?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/6945990116425873976/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=6945990116425873976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/6945990116425873976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/6945990116425873976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2010/01/un-uomo-nuovo.html' title='PER SEMPRE'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-5386192944972725567</id><published>2010-01-10T10:52:00.017+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T23:46:48.375+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Ho conosciuto Maria e la sua famiglia&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;da pochi mesi, ma la sua storia mi ha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;colpito cosi tanto che ho voluto cercare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;di darle voce interpretando i suoi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;pensieri con questa poesia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Da&amp;nbsp; 23 anni è &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;sostenuta da &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;diversi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;macchinari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;e dall'amore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;dei suoi genitori.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;O..........MARIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Io vi sento&lt;br /&gt;quando giorno e notte&lt;br /&gt;mi date il vostro amore,&lt;br /&gt;vi sento&lt;br /&gt;quando al buio versate&lt;br /&gt;lacrime per me.&lt;br /&gt;Nel mio silenzio&lt;br /&gt;ho imparato a cogliere&lt;br /&gt;ogni più piccolo suono&lt;br /&gt;delle cose che succedono&lt;br /&gt;dentro questa stanza.&lt;br /&gt;Ho bisogno dei vostri baci,&lt;br /&gt;il contatto delle vostre carezze&lt;br /&gt;è nutrimento per me&lt;br /&gt;più del cibo che ricevo.&lt;br /&gt;Ah se solo potessi&lt;br /&gt;dirvi quanto vi amo,&lt;br /&gt;un milione di “grazie”&lt;br /&gt;sarebbero ben poca cosa&lt;br /&gt;per potervi rendere merito,&lt;br /&gt;siete sempre lì per me&lt;br /&gt;in attesa di un piccolo&lt;br /&gt;mio segnale di vita,&lt;br /&gt;ma io vi parlo sempre&lt;br /&gt;anche se non mi sentite&lt;br /&gt;e con le mie parole mute&lt;br /&gt;sto celebrando un inno alla vita,&lt;br /&gt;forse Dio ha voluto cosi&lt;br /&gt;per far capire agli altri&lt;br /&gt;che la vita è un dono prezioso&lt;br /&gt;da non sprecare mai,&lt;br /&gt;voi siete la mia vita.....&lt;br /&gt;grazie mamma........grazie papà.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8457435-5386192944972725567?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-5575797126349012214</id><published>2010-01-07T20:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T20:35:26.593+01:00</updated><title type='text'>HO IMPARATO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;La vita mi ha insegnato&lt;br /&gt;moltissime cose belle,&lt;br /&gt;ho imparato a camminare,&lt;br /&gt;a parlare a ridere&lt;br /&gt;ho imparato a cantare, a studiare&lt;br /&gt;a suonare, a ballare&lt;br /&gt;ho imparato a leggere&lt;br /&gt;a fantasticare, a gioire&lt;br /&gt;ho imparato a soffrire in silenzio,&lt;br /&gt;a far finta di niente quando serve,&lt;br /&gt;a voler capire a tutti i costi&lt;br /&gt;anche se non serve,&lt;br /&gt;ho imparato a convivere&lt;br /&gt;con l'invidia, l'egoismo&lt;br /&gt;con la meschinità, il cinismo&lt;br /&gt;ho imparato a superare&lt;br /&gt;la viltà e le brutture&lt;br /&gt;di molte situazioni umane,&lt;br /&gt;ma solo ora grazie a te&lt;br /&gt;sto finalmente imparando&lt;br /&gt;ad amare davvero.&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/8457435-5575797126349012214?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/5575797126349012214/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=5575797126349012214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/5575797126349012214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/S0N_JZ2SdXI/AAAAAAAAADw/TdhtxYiVp6s/s1600-h/Champagne+%26+Flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/S0N_JZ2SdXI/AAAAAAAAADw/TdhtxYiVp6s/s400/Champagne+%26+Flowers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Voglio brindare a te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;mia dolce amata &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;alzando il bicchiere a Dio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;che ti ha mandata &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ed invito tutti &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;a brindare con me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;vicino alla mia Regina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;mi sento un Re.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/8457435-105053072089768463?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/105053072089768463/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=105053072089768463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/105053072089768463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/105053072089768463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2010/01/29122009-un-brindisi-allamore.html' title='29/12/2009 UN BRINDISI ALL&apos;AMORE'/><author><name>Salvatore 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musino&lt;br /&gt;incorniciato da lunghi&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;capelli di velluto,&lt;br /&gt;lui fa il grande come un papà&lt;br /&gt;lei piagnucola sommessamente.......&lt;br /&gt;sente che da un momento all'altro&lt;br /&gt;sarà abbandonata e lasciata sola,&lt;br /&gt;per consolarsi chiede di mangiare&lt;br /&gt;un gelato.........anzi due,&lt;br /&gt;lui è triste ma non lo dimostra&lt;br /&gt;vuole fare il grande........lui,&lt;br /&gt;si guardano negli occhi&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;e si abbracciano tremanti&lt;br /&gt;sentono un gran magone&lt;br /&gt;che cresce dentro i loro cuori,&lt;br /&gt;chi l'ha detto che a cinquant'anni&lt;br /&gt;non ci si può sentire bambini?&lt;br /&gt;Loro bambini&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;non lo sono più da tempo&lt;br /&gt;ma ci si sentono da quando&lt;br /&gt;l'amore li ha catturati,&lt;br /&gt;ora non gli resta altro&lt;br /&gt;che salutarsi nella fredda&lt;br /&gt;atmosfera di quell'aeroporto.&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/8457435-3447704671467882751?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/3447704671467882751/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=3447704671467882751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/3447704671467882751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/3447704671467882751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2010/01/due-gelati.html' title='DUE GELATI'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-6806304635092790628</id><published>2009-12-13T14:03:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T15:18:12.444+01:00</updated><title type='text'>La lontananza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SyTmIJqa7uI/AAAAAAAAADo/J18txcnwlmY/s1600-h/Lontananza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SyTmIJqa7uI/AAAAAAAAADo/J18txcnwlmY/s400/Lontananza.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                            Ogni notte vorrei stringerti ma la tua immagine si dissolve tra le mie dita.&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-6806304635092790628?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/6806304635092790628/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=6806304635092790628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/6806304635092790628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/6806304635092790628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/12/la-lontananza.html' title='La lontananza'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SyTmIJqa7uI/AAAAAAAAADo/J18txcnwlmY/s72-c/Lontananza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-1905889970193570259</id><published>2009-12-13T13:26:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T18:49:50.984+01:00</updated><title type='text'>OGNI NOTTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;Ogni notte..........&lt;br /&gt;la tua assenza&lt;br /&gt;mi prende alla gola&lt;br /&gt;il mio cuore&lt;br /&gt;diventa piccolo e fragile&lt;br /&gt;i miei occhi&lt;br /&gt;ti cercano nel buio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ogni notte..........&lt;br /&gt;la solitudine&lt;br /&gt;mi stringe l'anima&lt;br /&gt;nel suo pugno d'acciaio&lt;br /&gt;e mi manca&lt;br /&gt;la forza di reagire&lt;br /&gt;anche solo per cercarti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ogni notte..........&lt;br /&gt;sento le tue carezze&lt;br /&gt;qui sulla mia pelle&lt;br /&gt;e la tua voce&lt;br /&gt;mi ristora l'essere,&lt;br /&gt;e mi sveglio solo&lt;br /&gt;stringendo forte i pugni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma ogni notte........&lt;br /&gt;dico a me stesso&lt;br /&gt;che questa è un'altra notte&lt;br /&gt;in meno, lontano da te&lt;br /&gt;nessuno potrà fermare il tempo&lt;br /&gt;e finalmente saremo&lt;br /&gt;insieme, uniti per sempre.&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/8457435-1905889970193570259?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/1905889970193570259/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=1905889970193570259&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/1905889970193570259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/1905889970193570259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/12/ogni-notte.html' title='OGNI NOTTE'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-922505248513950229</id><published>2009-11-02T19:50:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T14:15:38.189+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PILLOLE D'OTTIMISMO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 180%;"&gt;Dal finestrino di questo aereo&lt;br /&gt;le nubi ondeggiano come bambagia,&lt;br /&gt;si posano e galleggiano su di esse&lt;br /&gt;i miei pensieri sul nostro amore,&lt;br /&gt;sono pillole d'ottimismo&lt;br /&gt;che mi parlano di noi.&lt;br /&gt;E' un po in salita &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 180%;"&gt;il nostro cammino&lt;br /&gt;ma è diritto e pieno di luce,&lt;br /&gt;ci conduce verso la felicità,&lt;br /&gt;noi non ci smarriremo lo sento,&lt;br /&gt;arriveremo in fondo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 180%;"&gt;mano nella mano,&lt;br /&gt;e quando &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 180%;"&gt;ci guarderemo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 180%;"&gt;negli occhi alla fine,&lt;br /&gt;vedremo molte rughe sui nostri volti&lt;br /&gt;ed ogni ruga sarà la prova silenziosa&lt;br /&gt;che abbiamo usato &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 180%;"&gt;tutta la nostra buona volontà&lt;br /&gt;per donarci &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 180%;"&gt;quell'amore tanto desiderato,&lt;br /&gt;saremo due vecchietti &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 180%;"&gt;senza forze ormai&lt;br /&gt;ma col batticuore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 180%;"&gt;e l'emozione del primo giorno. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-922505248513950229?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/922505248513950229/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=922505248513950229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/922505248513950229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/922505248513950229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/11/pillole-dottimismo.html' title='PILLOLE D&apos;OTTIMISMO'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-468489535567253544</id><published>2009-10-27T23:00:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T14:26:05.811+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SERATA D'OTTOBRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 180%;"&gt;Serata d'ottobre al calore naturale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 180%;"&gt;d'un caminetto scoppiettante,&lt;br /&gt;serata d'ottobre al calore umano&lt;br /&gt;di una coppia di amici speciali,&lt;br /&gt;una succulenta cena odorosa&lt;br /&gt;che delizia il palato e la mente,&lt;br /&gt;il vino sapientemente decantato&lt;br /&gt;ha inebriato i nostri animi,&lt;br /&gt;sono momenti da incorniciare,&lt;br /&gt;sono stille di benessere silenzioso,&lt;br /&gt;mai sottovalutare un momento&lt;br /&gt;di amichevole comunione,&lt;br /&gt;crescono i semi della vita&lt;br /&gt;che a volte prende ed a volte dà,&lt;br /&gt;fermiamo quest'attimo per sempre&lt;br /&gt;che ci mostra l'eterea fuggevolezza&lt;br /&gt;del tempo, che va sempre avanti,&lt;br /&gt;fermiamoci a questa serata d'ottobre&lt;br /&gt;perché rimanga un ricordo indelebile&lt;br /&gt;che puntualmente ci riconduca&lt;br /&gt;a riflettere sull'importanza dell'amicizia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-468489535567253544?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/468489535567253544/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=468489535567253544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/468489535567253544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/468489535567253544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/10/serata-dottobre-al-calore-naturale-dun.html' title='SERATA D&apos;OTTOBRE'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-1664419107527340253</id><published>2009-10-18T13:47:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T20:03:46.186+01:00</updated><title type='text'>IL SENSO DI QUESTO AMORE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Tu che hai colto il senso&lt;br /&gt;di questo amore che ci ha scosso,&lt;br /&gt;che pur essendo arrivato ora&lt;br /&gt;ch'è quasi sera ormai,&lt;br /&gt;vuole avere ragione a tutti i costi,&lt;br /&gt;non gli importa dell'età,&lt;br /&gt;non vede nessuna difficoltà,&lt;br /&gt;lui vuole crescere, vuole vivere,&lt;br /&gt;vuole bagnarci di gocce di felicità,&lt;br /&gt;lui vede al di là delle invidie umane,&lt;br /&gt;lui ch'è un amore immenso&lt;br /&gt;ci fa divenire grandi come lui,&lt;br /&gt;ad ogni passo, ad ogni parola.&lt;br /&gt;Tu che hai colto il senso&lt;br /&gt;di quest'amore che ci coinvolge&lt;br /&gt;aiutami ad essere all'altezza&lt;br /&gt;di questo amore che ci sorregge&lt;br /&gt;e che ci porterà per mano&lt;br /&gt;fino al culmine della vita,&lt;br /&gt;con la sua semplice verità,&lt;br /&gt;“non esiste età per l'amore vero”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-1664419107527340253?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/1664419107527340253/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=1664419107527340253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/1664419107527340253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/1664419107527340253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/10/il-senso-di-questo-amore.html' title='IL SENSO DI QUESTO AMORE'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-132671571900708641</id><published>2009-10-11T12:42:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T15:18:35.948+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregare è.......alzare gli occhi al cielo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/StG2q_42IuI/AAAAAAAAADg/K6A8l7_rSa4/s400/mani+giunte.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ci ricordiamo che abbiamo un Padre Celeste,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt; solo quando ci rendiamo conto che stiamo rischiando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;di perdere ciò che abbiamo di più caro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-132671571900708641?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/132671571900708641/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=132671571900708641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/132671571900708641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/132671571900708641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/10/chiedere-laiuto-di-dio-nellamore.html' title='Pregare è.......alzare gli occhi al cielo.'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/StG2q_42IuI/AAAAAAAAADg/K6A8l7_rSa4/s72-c/mani+giunte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-7931530000066140279</id><published>2009-10-11T09:44:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T17:07:16.392+01:00</updated><title type='text'>UN DONO DI DIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tu sei l'unico dono&lt;br /&gt;che ho avuto dal cielo,&lt;br /&gt;l'unica persona preziosa,&lt;br /&gt;l'unica luce della mia vita.&lt;br /&gt;Non ho avuto nient'altro&lt;br /&gt;di cosi bello,vivo e vero,&lt;br /&gt;ho avuto solo tristezze&lt;br /&gt;ostacoli ed incomprensioni.&lt;br /&gt;Per questo da oggi in poi&lt;br /&gt;ogni mattino finché ne avrò forza,&lt;br /&gt;reciterò una preghiera a Dio,&lt;br /&gt;che tutto vede e tutto sa,&lt;br /&gt;gli dirò: “ Aiutami Signore&lt;br /&gt;a saper apprezzare ogni giorno&lt;br /&gt;il dono grande che mi hai fatto,&lt;br /&gt;aiutami a tenerla vicino a me,&lt;br /&gt;ad accudirla come merita&lt;br /&gt;a farla stare bene dentro,&lt;br /&gt;aiutami a darle tutto quello&lt;br /&gt;che ha bisogno che io le dia.&lt;br /&gt;Perché io ho solo lei&lt;br /&gt;e non posso permettermi&lt;br /&gt;di perderla per nessun motivo,&lt;br /&gt;Signore senza l'amore&lt;br /&gt;non siamo niente su questa terra,&lt;br /&gt;grazie per avermi donato quest'amore,&lt;br /&gt;che mi terrò sempre stretto al cuore”.&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/8457435-7931530000066140279?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/7931530000066140279/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=7931530000066140279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/7931530000066140279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/7931530000066140279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/10/un-dono-di-dio.html' title='UN DONO DI DIO'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-7074855411754317830</id><published>2009-09-20T16:57:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T18:03:12.867+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LA TUA CLASSE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;In un istante,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;mi hanno conquistato&lt;br /&gt;i tuoi movimenti signorili,&lt;br /&gt;l'eleganza innata che c'è in te,&lt;br /&gt;mi sono accorto che tu hai&lt;br /&gt;una classe tutta tua,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;personale&lt;br /&gt;che mi frastorna lo sguardo&lt;br /&gt;e mi cattura l'anima ed il cuore.&lt;br /&gt;La grazia dei tuoi movimenti,&lt;br /&gt;l'armonia di ogni tuo gesto&lt;br /&gt;è come polvere magica nell'aria,&lt;br /&gt;che fin dal primo giorno&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;mi ha inebriato,&lt;br /&gt;è stata come una visione celestiale&lt;br /&gt;che mi ha sconvolto nel profondo,&lt;br /&gt;ma ora che conosco&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;tante altre cose di te,&lt;br /&gt;come la tua speciale bontà di donna&lt;br /&gt;il tuo altruismo d'altri tempi,&lt;br /&gt;la tua palpabile purezza d'animo,&lt;br /&gt;non posso fare altro&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;che inchinarmi di fronte&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;a tanta pienezza di sentimenti.&lt;br /&gt;Non cambiare mai&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;mia dolce musa&lt;br /&gt;sei la donna&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;che ho sempre sognato.&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/8457435-7074855411754317830?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/7074855411754317830/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=7074855411754317830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/7074855411754317830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/7074855411754317830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/09/la-tua-classe.html' title='LA TUA CLASSE'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-2435028530262721652</id><published>2009-09-19T20:28:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T17:09:38.321+01:00</updated><title type='text'>UNA GRANDE PAZIENZA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ho costruito il nostro futuro&lt;br /&gt;con la grande pazienza&lt;br /&gt;di chi per tantissimi anni,&lt;br /&gt;ha saputo aspettarti&lt;br /&gt;nella sofferenza dell'anima,&lt;br /&gt;tenendo il mio cuore&lt;br /&gt;lontano da ogni tentazione,&lt;br /&gt;ora ho potuto incanalare&lt;br /&gt;tutto il mio sentire verso di te,&lt;br /&gt;ho costruito giorno dopo giorno&lt;br /&gt;le basi per la nostra felicità.&lt;br /&gt;Quando ho capito finalmente&lt;br /&gt;che tu eri quello che aspettavo,&lt;br /&gt;come un'opera d'arte preziosa&lt;br /&gt;ti ho messo sopra un piedistallo&lt;br /&gt;dove tutti ora possono ammirarti.&lt;br /&gt;Se ora siamo giunti fin qui&lt;br /&gt;è frutto di tutta la mia pazienza,&lt;br /&gt;e sarà frutto sempre della stessa&lt;br /&gt;se un giorno io e te vecchietti&lt;br /&gt;ci guarderemo negli occhi&lt;br /&gt;e ci diremo ancora col cuore&lt;br /&gt;“ Ti amo come il primo giorno”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  Giusy O.&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/8457435-2435028530262721652?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/2435028530262721652/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=2435028530262721652&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/2435028530262721652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/2435028530262721652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/09/una-grande-pazienza_19.html' title='UNA GRANDE PAZIENZA'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-1020822451829738299</id><published>2009-09-19T19:35:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T15:19:57.951+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CON TANTA PAZIENZA L'AMORE TRIONFA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SrUWaLhjVjI/AAAAAAAAADY/qtFRJZ4Xr-A/s1600-h/anziani_innamorati_280x200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SrUWaLhjVjI/AAAAAAAAADY/qtFRJZ4Xr-A/s400/anziani_innamorati_280x200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;Tu mi hai insegnato i veri valori della vita......per questo ti sarò sempre grato.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-1020822451829738299?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/1020822451829738299/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=1020822451829738299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/1020822451829738299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/1020822451829738299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/09/con-tanta-pazienza-lamore-trionfa.html' title='CON TANTA PAZIENZA L&apos;AMORE TRIONFA'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SrUWaLhjVjI/AAAAAAAAADY/qtFRJZ4Xr-A/s72-c/anziani_innamorati_280x200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-7749944427165087517</id><published>2009-09-16T22:47:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T19:55:33.483+01:00</updated><title type='text'>UN SEME D'AMORE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Se un mio seme d'amore&lt;br /&gt;potesse essere seminato&lt;br /&gt;tra le zolle della tua terra&lt;br /&gt;ed essere annaffiato con le lacrime&lt;br /&gt;della tua inconsolabile tristezza,&lt;br /&gt;dopo pochi giorni potrebbe nascere&lt;br /&gt;una fragile piantina,&lt;br /&gt;che col calore del sole&lt;br /&gt;presto potrebbe divenire,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;grande e forte&lt;br /&gt;potrebbe vincere&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;la pioggia ed il vento,&lt;br /&gt;la brina, ed il gelo della notte,&lt;br /&gt;finché i suoi frutti matureranno&lt;br /&gt;e potremo raccoglierli con gioia,&lt;br /&gt;per nutrirci della loro bontà,&lt;br /&gt;solo tu ed io tra tutte le moltitudini&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;di genti che ci sono al mondo.&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/8457435-7749944427165087517?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/7749944427165087517/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=7749944427165087517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/7749944427165087517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/7749944427165087517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/09/un-seme-damore.html' title='UN SEME D&apos;AMORE'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-4246424894048698259</id><published>2009-08-30T13:06:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T14:29:19.304+01:00</updated><title type='text'>IL NOSTRO BIMBO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Non sono mai stato&lt;br /&gt;bravo a disegnare,&lt;br /&gt;ma sto imparando&lt;br /&gt;ripassando sopra i tratti&lt;br /&gt;che incidi sulla sabbia bagnata,&lt;br /&gt;con due bastoncini di legno&lt;br /&gt;tu davanti ed io dietro,&lt;br /&gt;stiamo tracciando i lineamenti&lt;br /&gt;del nostro grande amore.&lt;br /&gt;Ha le sembianze di un bimbo,&lt;br /&gt;è bello come il sole il nostro amore,&lt;br /&gt;ha occhi di cristallo,&lt;br /&gt;labbra di velluto&lt;br /&gt;e la pelle candida come la neve,&lt;br /&gt;crescerà forte il nostro amore&lt;br /&gt;avrà una splendida educazione,&lt;br /&gt;sarà fiero,nobile e sincero.&lt;br /&gt;Diventerà grande il nostro amore&lt;br /&gt;sia col sole, con la pioggia&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;o con il vento&lt;br /&gt;e sarà sempre il nostro orgoglio.&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/8457435-4246424894048698259?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/4246424894048698259/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=4246424894048698259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ci sono domande nella vita,&lt;br /&gt;che non faremmo mai &lt;br /&gt;neanche a noi stessi&lt;br /&gt;e luoghi a noi cari&lt;br /&gt;che non vorremmo lasciare mai.&lt;br /&gt;Ci sono persone che non ci capiscono&lt;br /&gt;e persone che ci amano &lt;br /&gt;senza chiedere nulla,&lt;br /&gt;perché l'amore è gratis&lt;br /&gt;ed amare non è un investimento.&lt;br /&gt;Volevo cambiare la mia vita&lt;br /&gt;ma non sapevo per chi farlo,&lt;br /&gt;ora che è cambiata per sempre&lt;br /&gt;tu sei la mia grande certezza,&lt;br /&gt;la mia rosa che profuma d'amore.&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/8457435-3994606201158000274?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/3994606201158000274/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-8821625368848858761</id><published>2009-08-26T16:59:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T14:30:18.694+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LO SCRIGNO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Ti ho affidato i miei silenzi&lt;br /&gt;i miei pensieri, gli sguardi e le parole,&lt;br /&gt;ti ho affidato i miei timori&lt;br /&gt;i fremiti che hai sentito&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;sulla mia pelle,&lt;br /&gt;ti ho donato le palpitazioni&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;del mio cuore&lt;br /&gt;la trasparenza della mia anima,&lt;br /&gt;ti ho donato tutti i miei ricordi&lt;br /&gt;i miei rossori e la mia introversione,&lt;br /&gt;sei diventata lo scrigno&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;dei miei segreti&lt;br /&gt;e dei miei pensieri più reconditi,&lt;br /&gt;ti ho dato tutto me stesso con fiducia&lt;br /&gt;tu fanne un buon uso amore mio.&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/8457435-8821625368848858761?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/8821625368848858761/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=8821625368848858761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/8821625368848858761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/8821625368848858761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/08/lo-scrigno.html' title='LO SCRIGNO'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-4547950651772056392</id><published>2009-08-07T20:58:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T19:12:58.874+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"Il giullare e la gazza" altro stupendo quadro del pittore Giuseppe Calì</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/Snx5TYyrTxI/AAAAAAAAADQ/5uw7TJyku9A/s1600-h/IL+GIULLARE+E+LA+GAZZA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/Snx5TYyrTxI/AAAAAAAAADQ/5uw7TJyku9A/s400/IL+GIULLARE+E+LA+GAZZA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segnatevi il nome di questo pittore, sentirete parlare molto di lui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visitate il sito di questo grande artista il pittore Giuseppe Calì. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;http://www.caliart.it/      email  -  calart@hotmail.it      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artefilia.it/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-4547950651772056392?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/4547950651772056392/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=4547950651772056392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/4547950651772056392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/4547950651772056392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/08/il-giullare-e-la-gazza-altro-stupendo.html' title='&quot;Il giullare e la gazza&quot; altro stupendo quadro del pittore Giuseppe Calì'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/Snx5TYyrTxI/AAAAAAAAADQ/5uw7TJyku9A/s72-c/IL+GIULLARE+E+LA+GAZZA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-7181460078420445055</id><published>2009-08-07T20:49:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T17:14:18.263+01:00</updated><title type='text'>IL GIULLARE E LA GAZZA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E' duro questo mestiere&lt;br /&gt;devo sempre......&lt;br /&gt;ridere e scherzare,&lt;br /&gt;piroettare e stuzzicare,&lt;br /&gt;strappare sorrisi a tutti quanti,&lt;br /&gt;anche se dentro, la malinconia&lt;br /&gt;mi dilania il cuore,&lt;br /&gt;il mio costume da giullare&lt;br /&gt;mi serve per mascherare&lt;br /&gt;la tristezza che mi assale,&lt;br /&gt;quando l'amara solitudine&lt;br /&gt;la sera, arriva silenziosa.&lt;br /&gt;Tu gazza, amica mia&lt;br /&gt;con le tue carezze ad ala aperta&lt;br /&gt;consoli il mio destino&lt;br /&gt;e con i tuoi doni luccicanti&lt;br /&gt;mi fai brillare gli occhi,&lt;br /&gt;tremula scende sul mio viso&lt;br /&gt;una lacrima antica,&lt;br /&gt;per l'amore che non ho più.&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/8457435-7181460078420445055?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/7181460078420445055/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=7181460078420445055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/7181460078420445055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/7181460078420445055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/08/il-giullare-e-la-gazza.html' title='IL GIULLARE E LA GAZZA'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-1898145240883207267</id><published>2009-08-06T23:37:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T19:13:38.729+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"Ricordi di passione" Stupendo quadro del pittore Giuseppe Calì</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SntNNl6OTII/AAAAAAAAADI/8If6AiVNlkw/s1600-h/RICORDI+DI+PASSIONE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SntNNl6OTII/AAAAAAAAADI/8If6AiVNlkw/s400/RICORDI+DI+PASSIONE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando due arti come la poesia e la pittura si fondono insieme in un tutt'uno di emozioni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visitate il sito di questo grande artista il pittore Giuseppe Calì &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;http://www.caliart.it/      email  -  calart@hotmail.it&lt;a href="http://www.artefilia.it/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-1898145240883207267?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/1898145240883207267/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SntNNl6OTII/AAAAAAAAADI/8If6AiVNlkw/s72-c/RICORDI+DI+PASSIONE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-656223896475934974</id><published>2009-08-04T20:37:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T17:14:53.333+01:00</updated><title type='text'>RICORDI DI PASSIONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Scivolano sulle tue gote&lt;br /&gt;due cristalli d'acqua e sale,&lt;br /&gt;il tuo sguardo&lt;br /&gt;gonfio di malinconia,&lt;br /&gt;si perde nel rosso di fuoco&lt;br /&gt;cercando ricordi di passione,&lt;br /&gt;che ti riportano a quella casa&lt;br /&gt;persa fra gli alberi brulli,&lt;br /&gt;dove l'amore vibrava&lt;br /&gt;e la tua anima cantava.&lt;br /&gt;Schiudi se puoi le tue labbra&lt;br /&gt;per un breve sorriso dal cielo,&lt;br /&gt;che sia la viva testimonianza&lt;br /&gt;di quei dolci ricordi di passione.&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/8457435-656223896475934974?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/656223896475934974/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=656223896475934974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/656223896475934974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/656223896475934974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/08/ricordi-di-passione.html' title='RICORDI DI PASSIONE'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-4188599454167790235</id><published>2009-08-02T11:40:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T15:20:32.060+01:00</updated><title type='text'>La mia isola magica che mi da serenità.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SnVfDTt0ZSI/AAAAAAAAADA/4rxp9EHt_Aw/s1600-h/Afternoon+Nap,+Kauai,+Hawaii+-+1600x1200+-+ID+43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SnVfDTt0ZSI/AAAAAAAAADA/4rxp9EHt_Aw/s400/Afternoon+Nap,+Kauai,+Hawaii+-+1600x1200+-+ID+43.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-4188599454167790235?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/4188599454167790235/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=4188599454167790235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/4188599454167790235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/4188599454167790235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/08/la-mia-isola-magica-che-mi-da-serenita.html' title='La mia isola magica che mi da serenità.'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SnVfDTt0ZSI/AAAAAAAAADA/4rxp9EHt_Aw/s72-c/Afternoon+Nap,+Kauai,+Hawaii+-+1600x1200+-+ID+43.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-7160376250326365519</id><published>2009-08-02T11:23:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T14:32:51.042+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LA MIA ISOLA MAGICA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Le nostre vite si sono incontrate&lt;br /&gt;e si sono strette&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;in un unico abbraccio,&lt;br /&gt;due cuori diversi&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;ma un'anima sola,&lt;br /&gt;legati tra loro,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;come il mare ed il cielo,&lt;br /&gt;come anelli d'una stessa catena,&lt;br /&gt;come lacrime dello stesso pianto,&lt;br /&gt;come stelle dello stesso firmamento.&lt;br /&gt;Questo amore speciale&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;che ora ci guida,&lt;br /&gt;ci ha svuotato la mente dai dubbi&lt;br /&gt;riempiendola di nuove certezze,&lt;br /&gt;i pensieri confluiscono &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;nella stessa direzione,&lt;br /&gt;che sensazione sublime&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;questo amore,&lt;br /&gt;che a volte ci confonde &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;ma ci trascina con se&lt;br /&gt;indicandoci la direzione giusta&lt;br /&gt;ad ogni bivio della vita,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;sorreggendoci quando&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;vengono meno le forze.&lt;br /&gt;Quel giorno&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;mi sono tuffato nei tuoi occhi&lt;br /&gt;e non ho pensato di poter annegare,&lt;br /&gt;senza paura&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;ho nuotato nella tua direzione&lt;br /&gt;verso di te che sei.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;.....la mia isola magica.&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/8457435-7160376250326365519?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/7160376250326365519/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=7160376250326365519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/7160376250326365519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/7160376250326365519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/08/la-mia-isola-magica.html' title='LA MIA ISOLA MAGICA'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-5636995303400606991</id><published>2009-08-02T11:22:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T17:16:00.809+01:00</updated><title type='text'>UN SORRISO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Regalami un sorriso, amore&lt;br /&gt;ogni volta che ne ho bisogno,&lt;br /&gt;fallo partire dall'anima,&lt;br /&gt;prendi bene la mira&lt;br /&gt;e scagliamelo come una freccia&lt;br /&gt;colpiscimi al cuore,&lt;br /&gt;la potenza d'un sorriso&lt;br /&gt;l'avevo sempre sottovalutata,&lt;br /&gt;illumina di gioia i nostri visi,&lt;br /&gt;prima il tuo che me lo regali&lt;br /&gt;e poi il mio che lo ricevo,&lt;br /&gt;tu regalami sempre i tuoi sorrisi&lt;br /&gt;perché io di essi mi nutro,&lt;br /&gt;hai sempre vissuto così nel mio immaginario&lt;br /&gt;col sorriso della felicità tra le labbra.&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/8457435-5636995303400606991?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/5636995303400606991/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=5636995303400606991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/5636995303400606991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/5636995303400606991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/08/un-sorriso.html' title='UN SORRISO'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-3908240456549314963</id><published>2009-07-26T17:51:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T14:35:58.726+01:00</updated><title type='text'>UN ANGELO STANCO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Un'attrazione fantastica&lt;br /&gt;un'emozione travolgente,&lt;br /&gt;qualcuno dall'alto, non so chi&lt;br /&gt;e non so neanche perché&lt;br /&gt;ha deciso quest'incontro stupendo,&lt;br /&gt;un incontro di anime perse&lt;br /&gt;in questa bolgia infernale&lt;br /&gt;che è il mondo in cui viviamo,&lt;br /&gt;ci siamo guardati negli occhi&lt;br /&gt;e ci siamo riconosciuti subito,&lt;br /&gt;senza capire e senza chiedere&lt;br /&gt;ci siamo aperti l'uno all'altro&lt;br /&gt;in modo spontaneo, senza pensare.&lt;br /&gt;Io ho sempre creduto nella magia&lt;br /&gt;di un incontro voluto dal destino,&lt;br /&gt;ma questo istante ha superato&lt;br /&gt;ogni mia più ottimistica aspettativa,&lt;br /&gt;lei è una Madonna,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;un'icona rara, sembra uscita&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;da un dipinto del “Botticelli”,&lt;br /&gt;ma non è la sua esteriorità &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;che mi ha colpito,&lt;br /&gt;se non la sua luminosa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;armoniosità interiore,&lt;br /&gt;mi ha lasciato sgomento, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;atterrato, svuotato,&lt;br /&gt;c'è più bontà d'animo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;nei suoi occhi che in quelli&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;di un bambino innocente,&lt;br /&gt;che scherzi gioca a volte il destino,&lt;br /&gt;in un attimo ti senti crollato al suolo,&lt;br /&gt;ma un secondo dopo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;sei già in paradiso.&lt;br /&gt;Sono tante le circostanze, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;troppe le coincidenze,&lt;br /&gt;tu dolcissima creatura scesa dal cielo&lt;br /&gt;avvicinati a me con fiducia,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;io non ti tradirò,&lt;br /&gt;saprò come accudire e pettinare&lt;br /&gt;le tue piume di angelo stanco,&lt;br /&gt;pensa solo che questa probabilmente&lt;br /&gt;potrebbe essere&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;l'ultima vera occasione&lt;br /&gt;che il cielo ha voluto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;mandarci in questa vita.&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/8457435-3908240456549314963?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/3908240456549314963/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=3908240456549314963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/3908240456549314963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/3908240456549314963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/07/un-angelo-stanco.html' title='UN ANGELO STANCO'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-3254973239574930298</id><published>2009-07-26T12:19:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T14:36:45.307+01:00</updated><title type='text'>INSIEME</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Quanto coraggio leggo nei tuoi occhi&lt;br /&gt;per cancellare tristezze e dolori,&lt;br /&gt;quanto amore nel tuo cuore&lt;br /&gt;che sento battere forte per me,&lt;br /&gt;quanta forza nelle tue braccia&lt;br /&gt;che vorrebbero portare&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;da sole tutto il peso,&lt;br /&gt;quanto ardore sulla tua pelle&lt;br /&gt;che sento bruciare sotto le mie dita,&lt;br /&gt;quante idee nella tua testa&lt;br /&gt;per gioire della nostra felicità,&lt;br /&gt;quanti sogni in quel cassetto&lt;br /&gt;che non aprivi ormai da anni,&lt;br /&gt;quanta solitudine nella tua anima&lt;br /&gt;che io spazzerò via insieme a te&lt;br /&gt;perché.......insieme non si è più soli.&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/8457435-3254973239574930298?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/3254973239574930298/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=3254973239574930298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/3254973239574930298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/3254973239574930298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/07/insieme.html' title='INSIEME'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-4686284656586077855</id><published>2009-07-26T12:19:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T21:04:04.577+01:00</updated><title type='text'>VENEZIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Due candele votive, a Venezia&lt;br /&gt;accese nello stesso istante&lt;br /&gt;sotto l'altare di Santa Lucia,&lt;br /&gt;ci tremavano le mani,&lt;br /&gt;erano il simbolo della luce&lt;br /&gt;ch'era tornata nelle nostre vite.&lt;br /&gt;Si consumeranno insieme&lt;br /&gt;lentamente, sciogliendo la cera,&lt;br /&gt;illuminandoci, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;giorno dopo giorno il cammino,&lt;br /&gt;finché alla fine si spegneranno&lt;br /&gt;insieme, come si erano accese,&lt;br /&gt;perché anche noi un giorno,&lt;br /&gt;ci spegneremo nello stesso istante&lt;br /&gt;dopo essere invecchiati insieme,&lt;br /&gt;uno dei due morirà&lt;br /&gt;e trascinerà con se l'altro&lt;br /&gt;per poter incontrare finalmente&lt;br /&gt;quella piccola stella che ci protegge&lt;br /&gt;e che brilla in cielo per 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/8457435-4686284656586077855?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-4102802551922410616</id><published>2009-07-25T16:43:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T15:20:56.004+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tu sei il mio universo fonte d'attrazione magnetica</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SmsaG_mufII/AAAAAAAAAC4/pAsaBj5C0eU/s1600-h/Fig%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SmsaG_mufII/AAAAAAAAAC4/pAsaBj5C0eU/s400/Fig%2B1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-4102802551922410616?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SmsaG_mufII/AAAAAAAAAC4/pAsaBj5C0eU/s72-c/Fig%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-1766375638805208335</id><published>2009-07-25T16:18:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T14:37:31.311+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ATTRAZIONE MAGNETICA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Quando quest'onda che s'infrange&lt;br /&gt;sugli scogli della mia anima,&lt;br /&gt;mi sveglia all'improvviso&lt;br /&gt;e mi riporta alla realtà,&lt;br /&gt;di questo amore indistruttibile&lt;br /&gt;che va al di là di tutto,&lt;br /&gt;che viaggia nel suo tempo siderale,&lt;br /&gt;dove le variabili diventano costanti&lt;br /&gt;ed il mondo obbedisce alle sue leggi,&lt;br /&gt;tu mi fai sentire parte insostituibile&lt;br /&gt;di questo multi universo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;in evoluzione,&lt;br /&gt;dove tu sei l'enorme buco nero&lt;br /&gt;che mi risucchia senza scampo,&lt;br /&gt;ho fede in te, nella tua forza&lt;br /&gt;che mi attrae e mi sostiene.&lt;br /&gt;Sei energia allo stato puro&lt;br /&gt;facciamo diventare questo amore&lt;br /&gt;che è un'enorme&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;attrazione magnetica,&lt;br /&gt;l'unica realtà di questi due esseri&lt;br /&gt;in continuo movimento cosmico.&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/8457435-1766375638805208335?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-5817514568931035714</id><published>2009-07-24T13:51:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T17:18:15.792+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DUE ROSE BLU</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Due rose blu sbocciate da poco&lt;br /&gt;profumate e coperte di rugiada,&lt;br /&gt;quel blu intenso che le rende rare&lt;br /&gt;le fa spiccare tra tutte le altre rose.&lt;br /&gt;Le rose da sempre simbolo d’amore,&lt;br /&gt;aiutano a superare il batticuore&lt;br /&gt;di tutte le persone innamorate&lt;br /&gt;e ci rappresentano&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;nell’enfasi dell’amore.&lt;br /&gt;La prima sei tu dolcissima mia,&lt;br /&gt;con le bellissime doti nascoste&lt;br /&gt;che mi hanno&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;conquistato nel profondo,&lt;br /&gt;con il tuo modo discreto d’amarmi,&lt;br /&gt;con il tuo sguardo sempre attento&lt;br /&gt;e le tue parole sempre opportune,&lt;br /&gt;sei una meravigliosa&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;rosa senza spine.&lt;br /&gt;La seconda invece sono io&lt;br /&gt;con la mia grande voglia d’amare&lt;br /&gt;e di darti sempre il massimo&lt;br /&gt;per farti sentire&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;considerata ed importante.&lt;br /&gt;Sono io, con il mio modo di stupirti,&lt;br /&gt;con il mio romanticismo vecchio stile,&lt;br /&gt;per farti sentire sempre unica e rara.&lt;br /&gt;Le metterò insieme in un mortaio&lt;br /&gt;per estrarre il loro elisir di rose,&lt;br /&gt;ne farò gocce di profumo raro&lt;br /&gt;per dare un buon odore&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;al nostro amore.&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/8457435-5817514568931035714?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/5817514568931035714/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=5817514568931035714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/5817514568931035714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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cuore in mano,&lt;br /&gt;che percorrevi in lungo e largo&lt;br /&gt;i sentieri della mia anima,&lt;br /&gt;l'hai ripulita da tutta la negatività&lt;br /&gt;e l'hai adornata a festa&lt;br /&gt;con fiori freschi e profumati.&lt;br /&gt;Come un venticello di primavera&lt;br /&gt;hai ridato fiato alla mia vita,&lt;br /&gt;ho sentito fluire nei miei polmoni&lt;br /&gt;tutta l'energia che hai accumulato&lt;br /&gt;in questi lunghi anni d'attesa.&lt;br /&gt;Mi hai invaso come un fiume in piena,&lt;br /&gt;hai ridato forza&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;e vigore alle mie braccia&lt;br /&gt;e coraggio al mio cuore stanco.&lt;br /&gt;Io non credevo al soprannaturale&lt;br /&gt;ma tu su di me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;hai operato un miracolo,&lt;br /&gt;per questo adesso credo in te&lt;br /&gt;e so...... che sarà per la vita.&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/8457435-333924309442361732?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/333924309442361732/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=333924309442361732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/333924309442361732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/333924309442361732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/07/un-miracolo.html' title='UN MIRACOLO'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-8467708859403014063</id><published>2009-07-22T16:47:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T18:20:12.906+01:00</updated><title type='text'>OGNI VOLTA CHE........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ogni volta che……&lt;br /&gt;il mio cuore s’intristiva,&lt;br /&gt;e versava le sue lacrime&lt;br /&gt;nel mare della solitudine,&lt;br /&gt;vivevo le mie giornate&lt;br /&gt;monotone e senza senso,&lt;br /&gt;perché ti cercavo inutilmente.&lt;br /&gt;Ogni volta che……&lt;br /&gt;ti vedevo nella mia mente,&lt;br /&gt;bella come un sole rosso,&lt;br /&gt;stupenda ai miei occhi innamorati&lt;br /&gt;e dicevo di te cose così splendide&lt;br /&gt;che trovarle tutte in una donna,&lt;br /&gt;sembrava quasi una cosa impossibile.&lt;br /&gt;Ogni volta che……&lt;br /&gt;mi sentivo certo della tua esistenza,&lt;br /&gt;tu mi aspettavi da qualche parte,&lt;br /&gt;il mio compito era solo trovarti&lt;br /&gt;il resto sarebbe successo da se,&lt;br /&gt;senza forzarlo, naturalmente,&lt;br /&gt;come respirare o pensare.&lt;br /&gt;Ogni volta che……&lt;br /&gt;tutto questo avveniva&lt;br /&gt;tu senza saperlo vivevi già di me,&lt;br /&gt;perché alla predestinazione&lt;br /&gt;non ci si può sottrarre,&lt;br /&gt;io sono nato già tuo&lt;br /&gt;come tu eri già mia.&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/8457435-8467708859403014063?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-7263327212548709329</id><published>2009-07-15T17:06:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T18:20:58.690+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SINCERO AMORE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cresce sano e forte&lt;br /&gt;come un puledro scalpitante,&lt;br /&gt;è vivo, caldo e puro&lt;br /&gt;come il latte d’una madre.&lt;br /&gt;Sogna e sorride&lt;br /&gt;come un bimbo nella culla,&lt;br /&gt;che ha bisogno di protezione&lt;br /&gt;silenzio e serenità.&lt;br /&gt;Ci ha trascinati con forza&lt;br /&gt;in un vortice di vibrazioni,&lt;br /&gt;naturali evoluzioni dell’anima&lt;br /&gt;e c’illumina come il sole.&lt;br /&gt;Ora sorregge le nostre vite&lt;br /&gt;custodisce le nostre sensazioni&lt;br /&gt;e ci aiuta ad essere umili&lt;br /&gt;nella pienezza delle sue verità.&lt;br /&gt;E’ lui…………il nostro sincero amore.&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/8457435-7263327212548709329?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/7263327212548709329/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=7263327212548709329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/7263327212548709329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/7263327212548709329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/07/sincero-amore.html' title='SINCERO AMORE'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-2073429205751584406</id><published>2009-07-10T06:41:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T15:21:19.061+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Le nostre vite si sono colorate di blu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlbGjyHEgII/AAAAAAAAACw/VTiGR_WL6MQ/s1600-h/Immagine2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlbGjyHEgII/AAAAAAAAACw/VTiGR_WL6MQ/s400/Immagine2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-2073429205751584406?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/2073429205751584406/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=2073429205751584406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/2073429205751584406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/2073429205751584406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/07/le-nostre-vite-si-sono-colorate-di-blu.html' title='Le nostre vite si sono colorate di blu'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlbGjyHEgII/AAAAAAAAACw/VTiGR_WL6MQ/s72-c/Immagine2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-7901152648289505148</id><published>2009-07-09T17:28:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T18:22:41.387+01:00</updated><title type='text'>HO BISOGNO DI TE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quando mi guardi dentro&lt;br /&gt;come tu mi sai guardare,&lt;br /&gt;col bagliore e la lucentezza&lt;br /&gt;che hai negli occhi,&lt;br /&gt;sento viva e vera&lt;br /&gt;la tua voglia di dare,&lt;br /&gt;sento due raggi penetranti&lt;br /&gt;come fari nella notte,&lt;br /&gt;che illuminano tutto il mio essere&lt;br /&gt;e scaldano il sangue delle mie vene.&lt;br /&gt;Sono sensazioni da favola&lt;br /&gt;vibrazioni dell’anima,&lt;br /&gt;che come un fluido magico&lt;br /&gt;rimescolano i miei pensieri.&lt;br /&gt;Ho bisogno dei tuoi sguardi&lt;br /&gt;delle tue mani, della tua voce,&lt;br /&gt;ho bisogno di te e del tuo amore.&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/8457435-7901152648289505148?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/7901152648289505148/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=7901152648289505148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/7901152648289505148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/7901152648289505148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/07/ho-bisogno-di-te.html' title='HO BISOGNO DI TE'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-2253596845759803925</id><published>2009-07-08T16:50:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T14:39:03.198+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MISSIONE D'AMORE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Le nostre vite&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;parallele ed equidistanti,&lt;br /&gt;non si sarebbero mai incontrate&lt;br /&gt;senza l’aiuto Divino,&lt;br /&gt;da una fiammella è nato un fuoco,&lt;br /&gt;che si è presto trasformato&lt;br /&gt;in un incendio incontenibile.&lt;br /&gt;Ma tutto ciò deve avere un senso,&lt;br /&gt;niente avviene per caso,&lt;br /&gt;bisogna interpretare il disegno,&lt;br /&gt;risolvere l’arcano segreto&lt;br /&gt;per capire qual'è il fine,&lt;br /&gt;qual'è il nostro cammino,&lt;br /&gt;il compito assegnatoci dall’alto.&lt;br /&gt;Dobbiamo per questo essere uniti,&lt;br /&gt;perché l’unione rende forti&lt;br /&gt;ed insieme&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;con grande fede ed umiltà,&lt;br /&gt;porteremo a compimento&lt;br /&gt;quella che un giorno&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;scopriremo essere,&lt;br /&gt;la nostra missione d’amore.&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/8457435-2253596845759803925?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/2253596845759803925/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=2253596845759803925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/2253596845759803925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/2253596845759803925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/07/missione-damore.html' title='MISSIONE D&apos;AMORE'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-2377107871190198980</id><published>2009-07-08T16:49:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T14:43:14.853+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LA MIA DOTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Per merito tuo ho imparato&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;a pregare ad essere umile,&lt;br /&gt;a gioire delle piccole cose,&lt;br /&gt;ad essere sincero&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;sempre e fino in fondo.&lt;br /&gt;Mi hai insegnato&lt;br /&gt;che l’emozione d’una carezza&lt;br /&gt;od il calore d’un bacio&lt;br /&gt;sono segnali del cuore,&lt;br /&gt;fiotti di luce che partono dall’anima.&lt;br /&gt;Seguendo i tuoi gesti&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;ho capito i miei errori,&lt;br /&gt;sono cose da poco per te&lt;br /&gt;le tue perle di saggezza,&lt;br /&gt;ma danno luce alla mia notte&lt;br /&gt;e mettono ordine nei miei pensieri.&lt;br /&gt;Con te sono riuscito &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;a dare di nuovo un senso&lt;br /&gt;a tutta la mia vita,&lt;br /&gt;tu parlami col cuore&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;e non ti pentirai mai&lt;br /&gt;della fiducia che mi hai dato.&lt;br /&gt;In cambio posso darti&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;solo la mia sincerità,&lt;br /&gt;con l’ingenuità del bimbo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;che vive dentro di me,&lt;br /&gt;prendili sono la mia dote&lt;br /&gt;insieme al mio amore che vive di te.&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/8457435-2377107871190198980?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/2377107871190198980/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=2377107871190198980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/2377107871190198980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/2377107871190198980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/07/la-mia-dote.html' title='LA MIA DOTE'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-5079474465212841041</id><published>2009-07-07T23:35:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T18:24:54.282+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PEGNO D'AMORE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dipingerò le tue gote&lt;br /&gt;di rosso vermiglio,&lt;br /&gt;come il sole ed il cielo&lt;br /&gt;di questo tramonto di luglio,&lt;br /&gt;ti prenderò per mano&lt;br /&gt;e cammineremo sul mare,&lt;br /&gt;ti porterò con me,&lt;br /&gt;sull’isola del nostro amore.&lt;br /&gt;Quando la luna schiarirà&lt;br /&gt;i nostri visi nel buio,&lt;br /&gt;ti stringerò forte al petto&lt;br /&gt;ed il vento sfiorerà i nostri corpi.&lt;br /&gt;Ti terrò stretta a me&lt;br /&gt;fino alle prime luci dell’alba,&lt;br /&gt;con i cuori che si toccano&lt;br /&gt;e le anime che galleggiano&lt;br /&gt;sul pelo dell’acqua,&lt;br /&gt;tu mi porgerai la mano,&lt;br /&gt;io infilerò un anello al tuo dito&lt;br /&gt;per sposarti davanti a Dio.&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/8457435-5079474465212841041?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/5079474465212841041/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=5079474465212841041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/5079474465212841041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/5079474465212841041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/07/pegno-damore.html' title='PEGNO D&apos;AMORE'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-809672348379075991</id><published>2009-07-07T23:33:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T15:21:39.900+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Noi .....al di sopra di ogni nube al di sopra di ogni ostacolo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlO_FW61ExI/AAAAAAAAACI/pmcrPl69sUE/s1600-h/Visions+of+Heaven+-+1600x1200+-+ID+20130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlO_FW61ExI/AAAAAAAAACI/pmcrPl69sUE/s400/Visions+of+Heaven+-+1600x1200+-+ID+20130.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-809672348379075991?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/809672348379075991/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=809672348379075991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/809672348379075991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/809672348379075991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/07/noi-al-di-sopra-di-ogni-nube-al-di.html' title='Noi .....al di sopra di ogni nube al di sopra di ogni ostacolo.'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlO_FW61ExI/AAAAAAAAACI/pmcrPl69sUE/s72-c/Visions+of+Heaven+-+1600x1200+-+ID+20130.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-924142098354623757</id><published>2009-07-07T23:04:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T14:45:22.324+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PER L'ETERNITA'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Quando ti ho vista&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;la prima volta,&lt;br /&gt;sei diventata un’idea fissa&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;nella mia mente&lt;br /&gt;che piano piano&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;mi ha catturato il cuore&lt;br /&gt;fino ad esplodermi&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;dentro l’anima.&lt;br /&gt;Hanno un sapore nuovo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;le mie giornate&lt;br /&gt;ed un calore nuovo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;i miei pensieri,&lt;br /&gt;io che ormai vivevo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;in bianco e nero&lt;br /&gt;ho visto un arcobaleno&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;nei tuoi occhi.&lt;br /&gt;Ho sotterrato nella sabbia&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;i miei dolori&lt;br /&gt;e ritrovato l’amore&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;nel tuo profumo,&lt;br /&gt;nella tua natura&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;di vera donna&lt;br /&gt;mi sono voluto&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;perdere per l’eternità.&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/8457435-924142098354623757?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/924142098354623757/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=924142098354623757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/924142098354623757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/924142098354623757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/07/per-leternita.html' title='PER L&apos;ETERNITA&apos;'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-3436650653888266810</id><published>2009-07-05T19:07:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T14:46:23.110+01:00</updated><title type='text'>NOI TRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Un passo dietro l'altro&lt;br /&gt;stiamo percorrendo una strada&lt;br /&gt;che s'inerpica in cima al monte,&lt;br /&gt;è ripida, lunga e tortuosa,&lt;br /&gt;ma ci porterà verso la meta&lt;br /&gt;più bella e desiderata.......&lt;br /&gt;la nostra felicità.&lt;br /&gt;In groppa a questo cavallo&lt;br /&gt;che è il nostro amore,&lt;br /&gt;un passo dietro l'altro&lt;br /&gt;stiamo raggiungendo la cima.&lt;br /&gt;Tu ed io lo sappiamo&lt;br /&gt;che sarà dura la salita,&lt;br /&gt;sotto questo sole&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;che ci brucia la pelle,&lt;br /&gt;ci sono molte buche sulla strada&lt;br /&gt;e sappiamo che il nostro amore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;dovrà evitarle,&lt;br /&gt;io e te dobbiamo solo resistere,&lt;br /&gt;una volta in cima al monte&lt;br /&gt;ci ripagherà un panorama stupendo,&lt;br /&gt;respireremo a pieni polmoni&lt;br /&gt;un'aria rarefatta e frizzantina,&lt;br /&gt;sigilleremo con un bacio&lt;br /&gt;il grande obiettivo appena raggiunto&lt;br /&gt;e potremo finalmente sentirci&lt;br /&gt;felici di vivere insieme,&lt;br /&gt;tutti e tre.....io......tu......&lt;br /&gt;ed il nostro grande amore.&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/8457435-3436650653888266810?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/3436650653888266810/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=3436650653888266810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/3436650653888266810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/3436650653888266810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/07/noi-tre.html' title='NOI TRE'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-7361656869860393508</id><published>2009-07-02T15:23:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T14:47:39.617+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SGUARDI E PAROLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Quando mi guardi e non parli&lt;br /&gt;io leggo nei tuoi occhi,&lt;br /&gt;e vedo parole che pensi e non dici,&lt;br /&gt;ma io ho imparato a guardarti&lt;br /&gt;ed ho imparato ad ascoltarti.&lt;br /&gt;Quelle parole e quegli sguardi&lt;br /&gt;esprimono solo sincerità&lt;br /&gt;ed ogni volta il mio cuore&lt;br /&gt;s'innalza leggero verso l'alto.&lt;br /&gt;Ricordati una cosa amore mio&lt;br /&gt;io non voglio che tu ti senta in colpa&lt;br /&gt;nel dirmi le cose che pensi,&lt;br /&gt;ma voglio che i tuoi pensieri&lt;br /&gt;diventino musica e parole,&lt;br /&gt;per colmare le lacune&lt;br /&gt;che ancora ci sono dentro di me,&lt;br /&gt;ho sete delle tue parole........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;tu saziami.&lt;br /&gt;Le nostre parole&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;sono solo l'antipasto&lt;br /&gt;del banchetto per la festa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;della nostra anima,&lt;br /&gt;ed il nostro spirito&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;ne uscirà vincente.&lt;br /&gt;Ricorda anche gioia mia, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;che le nostre parole&lt;br /&gt;tenteranno invano &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;d'ingabbiare i nostri pensieri,&lt;br /&gt;ma loro voleranno sempre liberi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;verso il vero amore.&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/8457435-7361656869860393508?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/7361656869860393508/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=7361656869860393508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/7361656869860393508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/7361656869860393508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/07/sguardi-e-parole.html' title='SGUARDI E PAROLE'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-8384763807314154818</id><published>2009-07-01T18:19:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T14:48:24.567+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SORRIDI</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Hai catturato il mio sguardo,&lt;br /&gt;in punta di piedi&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;mi sei entrata nell'anima&lt;br /&gt;m'hai insegnato a costruire le basi,&lt;br /&gt;perché su fondamenta solide&lt;br /&gt;l'amore non teme terremoti,&lt;br /&gt;m'hai insegnato&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;che bisogna crescere dentro&lt;br /&gt;prima di vivere insieme veramente.&lt;br /&gt;Tutto quello che ho sempre sognato&lt;br /&gt;è quello che sei tu ora per me.&lt;br /&gt;Sorridi........ti prego sorridi,&lt;br /&gt;da oggi in poi per noi ci saranno&lt;br /&gt;solo lacrime di gioia negli occhi.&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/8457435-8384763807314154818?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/8384763807314154818/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=8384763807314154818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/8384763807314154818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-843530920040875859</id><published>2009-06-30T19:53:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T14:49:07.750+01:00</updated><title type='text'>UN INCONTRO DI ANIME</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Attimi sublimi, indimenticabili&lt;br /&gt;occhi che si cercano,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;mani che si sfiorano&lt;br /&gt;labbra che bramano altre labbra,&lt;br /&gt;una vibrazione unica scuote l'aria,&lt;br /&gt;i cuori battono come impazziti&lt;br /&gt;una marea che sale e travolge tutto,&lt;br /&gt;non è solo un amore che nasce,&lt;br /&gt;è un incontro di anime&lt;br /&gt;nella simbiosi dell'essere.&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/8457435-843530920040875859?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/843530920040875859/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=843530920040875859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/843530920040875859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/843530920040875859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/06/un-incontro-di-anime.html' title='UN INCONTRO DI ANIME'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-4732679212120498053</id><published>2009-06-13T19:45:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T17:22:56.093+01:00</updated><title type='text'>BUONGIORNO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Se stanotte ti sveglierai&lt;br /&gt;con la sensazione che qualcuno&lt;br /&gt;ti ha fatto una carezza sul viso,&lt;br /&gt;non aver paura&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;ed accenna un sorriso,&lt;br /&gt;ti veglierò tutta la notte&lt;br /&gt;con le dita tra i capelli di seta,&lt;br /&gt;mi accoccolerò&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;vicino al tuo respiro,&lt;br /&gt;sarà dolce tenerti una mano&lt;br /&gt;per godere del calore&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;della tua anima.&lt;br /&gt;Quando ormai mattina,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;ti sveglierai ed avrai ancora&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;il mio nome tra le labbra&lt;br /&gt;sentirai la morbidezza&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;d'un tenero bacio,&lt;br /&gt;sarà il mio buongiorno d'amore,&lt;br /&gt;abbi cura di te tutto il giorno.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;.....fallo per me.&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/8457435-4732679212120498053?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/4732679212120498053/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=4732679212120498053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/4732679212120498053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/4732679212120498053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/06/buongiorno.html' title='BUONGIORNO'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-78873689231606624</id><published>2009-06-13T19:43:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T17:24:51.615+01:00</updated><title type='text'>UN'OPERA D'ARTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Come due bravi cesellatori&lt;br /&gt;stiamo lavorando ad un capolavoro,&lt;br /&gt;bisogna smussare le asperità,&lt;br /&gt;collocare le luci nei punti giusti,&lt;br /&gt;per evidenziare bene la bellezza&lt;br /&gt;di questa nuova opera d’arte.&lt;br /&gt;Non sappiamo ancora se ce la faremo&lt;br /&gt;ma l’impegno profuso è immenso,&lt;br /&gt;siamo in due a volerlo fortemente&lt;br /&gt;ed a sperare di non fallire.&lt;br /&gt;Per ora è solo un abbozzo,&lt;br /&gt;una cosa senza forma definita&lt;br /&gt;ma pian piano sta nascendo,&lt;br /&gt;l’attrazione è forte…..è reciproca&lt;br /&gt;e se il cielo ci da una mano&lt;br /&gt;verrà alla luce questo sentimento&lt;br /&gt;che non ha smesso&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;di stupirci un attimo,&lt;br /&gt;che ci tiene prigionieri nel limbo,&lt;br /&gt;l’amicizia in pochi istanti&lt;br /&gt;può trasformarsi in vero amore,&lt;br /&gt;ma quell’attimo per chi è in ansia&lt;br /&gt;sembra quasi non arrivare mai.&lt;br /&gt;Tra le nubi ed il mare c’è l’orizzonte&lt;br /&gt;tra la terra ed il cielo le nostre vite.&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/8457435-78873689231606624?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/78873689231606624/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=78873689231606624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/78873689231606624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/78873689231606624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/06/unopera-darte.html' title='UN&apos;OPERA D&apos;ARTE'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-2123770809175031871</id><published>2009-06-11T23:46:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T17:27:05.595+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SOLITUDINE E MALINCONIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Basterebbe poco, un brivido dentro&lt;br /&gt;un folle contatto di dita lontane,&lt;br /&gt;parlami col cuore, dimmi che lo sai&lt;br /&gt;che il tuo batticuore&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;è forte come il mio,&lt;br /&gt;fammi sentire il calore del tuo viso,&lt;br /&gt;adagialo qui sopra,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;sul palmo della mano,&lt;br /&gt;è dolce andar lontano, se mi segui tu.&lt;br /&gt;Di tanta solitudine e malinconia&lt;br /&gt;ne farò poesia per la vita mia,&lt;br /&gt;parlami col cuore e mi conquisterai,&lt;br /&gt;dammi solo un attimo per volare via,&lt;br /&gt;verso il paradiso che c'è dentro noi.&lt;br /&gt;Perché da qui riparte il mondo,&lt;br /&gt;da qui ripartono le nostre vite,&lt;br /&gt;che si erano fermate&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;chissà mai perché,&lt;br /&gt;continuerò a girare distratto per ora,&lt;br /&gt;in mezzo alla gente&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;ancora per un po',&lt;br /&gt;ma quando sarà il momento ti giuro&lt;br /&gt;che sentirai l'esplosione&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;che ho qui dentro,&lt;br /&gt;respirerai anche tu le mie emozioni&lt;br /&gt;e sarà se lo vorrai, per l'eternità.&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/8457435-2123770809175031871?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/2123770809175031871/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=2123770809175031871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/2123770809175031871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/2123770809175031871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/06/solitudine-e-malinconia.html' title='SOLITUDINE E MALINCONIA'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-8251128831399289970</id><published>2009-06-11T00:35:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T15:23:29.261+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Il cuore di Manu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SjA1N9h5-tI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gZ71E3mWLAw/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'è un cuore che batte nel cielo solo per noi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-8251128831399289970?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/8251128831399289970/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=8251128831399289970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/8251128831399289970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/8251128831399289970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/06/ce-un-cuore-che-batte-nel-cielo.html' title='Il cuore di Manu'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SjA1N9h5-tI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gZ71E3mWLAw/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-8617519013289624610</id><published>2009-06-11T00:19:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T17:31:42.080+01:00</updated><title type='text'>GRAZIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Come un figliol prodigo&lt;br /&gt;sono stato ricevuto&lt;br /&gt;con una grande festa,&lt;br /&gt;perché dopo tanti anni&lt;br /&gt;ho ritrovato la strada di casa,&lt;br /&gt;all'inizio era solo un puntino lontano&lt;br /&gt;ma ora comincio a vederla bene,&lt;br /&gt;è una grande strada luminosa&lt;br /&gt;che mi porta verso di Lui,&lt;br /&gt;forse ero solo adirato con Lui,&lt;br /&gt;ho sempre pensato&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;nella mia piccolezza&lt;br /&gt;che mi avesse fatto dei torti,&lt;br /&gt;ma ora che un angelo stanco&lt;br /&gt;mi è apparso davanti, dal nulla&lt;br /&gt;per farmi riaprire gli occhi&lt;br /&gt;e tornare a vedere la strada maestra,&lt;br /&gt;tutto sembra più facile,&lt;br /&gt;è arrivato il momento di lasciare fluire&lt;br /&gt;quell'amore represso &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;e cancellare le tristezze,&lt;br /&gt;mi aspetto ora,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;che Lui il Padre di noi tutti&lt;br /&gt;mi apra felice la porta della sua casa,&lt;br /&gt;mi tolga questi abiti sgualciti&lt;br /&gt;e che rivesta a nuovo la mia anima,&lt;br /&gt;e che poi mi riempia&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;gli occhi col suo amore.&lt;br /&gt;Il mio angelo stanco&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;sarà la mia guida,&lt;br /&gt;insieme a lui sono certo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;che non mi smarrirò più,&lt;br /&gt;che bello scoprire&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;di avere ancora dentro&lt;br /&gt;tanto di quell'amore&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;da potere riempire&lt;br /&gt;in un batter d'occhio l'universo intero.&lt;br /&gt;Angelo mio sei stato un grande&lt;br /&gt;come in tutte le cose che fai,&lt;br /&gt;volevo solo dirti una parola....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;......grazie.&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/8457435-8617519013289624610?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/8617519013289624610/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=8617519013289624610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/8617519013289624610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/8617519013289624610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/06/grazie.html' title='GRAZIE'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-3386277253223282889</id><published>2009-06-11T00:00:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T15:24:27.855+01:00</updated><title type='text'>La tua luce</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SjAtCtrfaxI/AAAAAAAAABw/uNM5j7eqQto/s1600-h/Streaming+Sunbeams+-+1600x1200+-+ID+39333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SjAtCtrfaxI/AAAAAAAAABw/uNM5j7eqQto/s400/Streaming+Sunbeams+-+1600x1200+-+ID+39333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;                                                                       Una luce ha illuminato la mia strada.&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-3386277253223282889?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/3386277253223282889/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=3386277253223282889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/3386277253223282889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/3386277253223282889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/06/una-luce-ha-illuminato-la-mia-strada.html' title='La tua luce'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SjAtCtrfaxI/AAAAAAAAABw/uNM5j7eqQto/s72-c/Streaming+Sunbeams+-+1600x1200+-+ID+39333.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-2685934853930337135</id><published>2009-06-08T14:11:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T17:36:51.885+01:00</updated><title type='text'>STO GIA' CAMMINANDO.........E TU?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Io........con le mie sicurezze,&lt;br /&gt;con le mie certezze&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;e le mie convinzioni&lt;br /&gt;all'improvviso&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;mi sono svegliato indifeso,&lt;br /&gt;una piccola “ Giovanna D'Arco”&lt;br /&gt;ha sfidato a muso duro&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;il mio universo,&lt;br /&gt;non ho potuto far altro&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;che indietreggiare,&lt;br /&gt;mi sono sentito debole e perso,&lt;br /&gt;lei non ha chiesto niente,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;non è nel suo stile&lt;br /&gt;ma mi ha spiazzato,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;non nego che ho vacillato.&lt;br /&gt;Allora mi son detto&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;prendi tempo,tentenna&lt;br /&gt;ma tira fuori il carattere,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;fatti rispettare,&lt;br /&gt;giuro che ci ho provato,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;ho fatto di tutto&lt;br /&gt;ma lei con le sue armi spuntate&lt;br /&gt;mi ha conquistato &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;e non mi è rimasto&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;altro che la resa.&lt;br /&gt;E' un dolce arrendersi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;ad un angelo del cielo,&lt;br /&gt;lei ora mi mostra la via&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;ed è accattivante&lt;br /&gt;mi mostra il cammino &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;e sto già camminando,&lt;br /&gt;al cielo allora&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;chiedo senza forzature&lt;br /&gt;fai in modo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;che questo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;sia solo il principio,&lt;br /&gt;fai in modo che il domani &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;sia il nostro traguardo.&lt;br /&gt;All'inizio è sempre difficile, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;ma io non mi arrendo,&lt;br /&gt;in te ci credo davvero..........e tu?&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/8457435-2685934853930337135?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/2685934853930337135/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=2685934853930337135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/2685934853930337135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/2685934853930337135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/06/sto-gia-camminandoe-tu.html' title='STO GIA&apos; CAMMINANDO.........E TU?'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-8354751404682390221</id><published>2009-06-05T20:49:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T17:39:55.397+01:00</updated><title type='text'>IL MIO AMORE VA OLTRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Il mio amore va oltre&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;il comune sentire,&lt;br /&gt;sa vedere anche di giorno&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;le stelle nel cielo,&lt;br /&gt;spesso si appoggia&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;sui ricordi lontani&lt;br /&gt;che come le onde&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;ritornano a riva.&lt;br /&gt;Sentimenti, emozioni,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;sensazioni dell'anima&lt;br /&gt;percorrono lievi&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;i sentieri del cuore,&lt;br /&gt;si distruggono in petto&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;i dolori di ieri,&lt;br /&gt;e si disfano in aria&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;come bolle di sapone.&lt;br /&gt;Il mio amore va oltre.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;....va verso di te.&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/8457435-8354751404682390221?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/8354751404682390221/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=8354751404682390221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/8354751404682390221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/8354751404682390221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/06/il-mio-amore-va-oltre.html' title='IL MIO AMORE VA OLTRE'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-3822084707045779725</id><published>2009-06-02T12:36:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T17:42:57.908+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I RICORDI DELL'INFANZIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Basta poco.........&lt;br /&gt;un odore, un sapore, un suono,&lt;br /&gt;una musica, un bacio, una carezza&lt;br /&gt;e come per incantesimo&lt;br /&gt;veniamo rapiti dalla realtà&lt;br /&gt;e viaggiamo nel tempo,&lt;br /&gt;nella nostra mente riaffiorano&lt;br /&gt;cose dimenticate nel nulla,&lt;br /&gt;sono i ricordi dell'infanzia.&lt;br /&gt;L'odore del pane fresco fatto in casa,&lt;br /&gt;un'altalena improvvisata&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;in campagna,&lt;br /&gt;le campane festose della Pasqua,&lt;br /&gt;gli occhietti teneri di un gattino&lt;br /&gt;che aveva perso la sua mamma,&lt;br /&gt;il calore della famiglia riunita,&lt;br /&gt;la prima volta che vedemmo il mare,&lt;br /&gt;la magia dei fuochi d'artificio,&lt;br /&gt;il marzapane, le liquirizie,&lt;br /&gt;tutte cose di cui si è persa la magia,&lt;br /&gt;molte si sono perse per strada&lt;br /&gt;ma hanno lasciato un'orma indelebile&lt;br /&gt;che ci porteremo sempre nel cuore.&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/8457435-3822084707045779725?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/3822084707045779725/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=3822084707045779725&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/3822084707045779725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/3822084707045779725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-ricordi-dellinfanzia.html' title='I RICORDI DELL&apos;INFANZIA'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-6802557377825071301</id><published>2009-05-31T20:27:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T17:46:32.221+01:00</updated><title type='text'>UNA GRANDE MAGIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;In un cassetto&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;che non aprivo più da tempo&lt;br /&gt;avevo riposto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;tutti i miei sogni non realizzati,&lt;br /&gt;oggi ho riaperto quel cassetto segreto&lt;br /&gt;e con mia somma meraviglia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;ho scoperto ch'era vuoto.&lt;br /&gt;I miei sogni erano svaniti nel nulla,&lt;br /&gt;forse per colpa di questa vita, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;che scorre frenetica&lt;br /&gt;e non ci lascia il tempo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;di vivere il nostro tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Ho richiuso il cassetto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;ed ho preso una decisione,&lt;br /&gt;basta sognare, da oggi voglio vivere......&lt;br /&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/8457435-6802557377825071301?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-8191407124402677995</id><published>2009-05-08T23:12:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T17:49:17.786+01:00</updated><title type='text'>NOI PERSONE NORMALI</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;Quanto siamo fortunati &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;noi persone normali,&lt;br /&gt;possiamo vedere un'alba,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;un tramonto&lt;br /&gt;vedere i colori, le foto, il sole, il mare&lt;br /&gt;oppure il colore degli occhi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;della nostra amata,&lt;br /&gt;possiamo toccare le stoffe, l'acqua&lt;br /&gt;i metalli, la plastica, i cristalli&lt;br /&gt;carezzare la pelle della nostra amata,&lt;br /&gt;possiamo gustare un dolce,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;la menta, il sale&lt;br /&gt;gustare un piatto delizioso, il vino&lt;br /&gt;oppure un bacio della nostra amata,&lt;br /&gt;possiamo ancora odorare i cibi,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;i fiori, l'aria&lt;br /&gt;odorare i profumi della natura,&lt;br /&gt;odorare il corpo della nostra amata,&lt;br /&gt;possiamo sentire i suoni,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;i rumori, la musica&lt;br /&gt;sentire le voci, l'eco, il vento&lt;br /&gt;oppure sentire&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;le parole della nostra amata.&lt;br /&gt;Quanto siamo fortunati &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;noi persone normali.&lt;br /&gt;Eppure sempre più spesso&lt;br /&gt;ci annoiamo della nostra normalità.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-8191407124402677995?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/8191407124402677995/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=8191407124402677995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/8191407124402677995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/8191407124402677995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/05/noi-persone-normali.html' title='NOI PERSONE NORMALI'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-2732690823375537490</id><published>2009-05-03T22:54:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T17:50:52.825+01:00</updated><title type='text'>IL RISPETTO FRA I POPOLI</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 180%;"&gt;Dopo averlo deriso&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 180%;"&gt;e ucciso in modo atroce&lt;br /&gt;con egoismo e senza ripensamenti,&lt;br /&gt;forse un giorno&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 180%;"&gt;lui risorgerà dalle sue ceneri&lt;br /&gt;come un'Araba Fenice&lt;br /&gt;si librerà nell'aria&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 180%;"&gt;con altera dignità,&lt;br /&gt;seguendo traiettorie nuove&lt;br /&gt;ritemprerà i cuori e le menti,&lt;br /&gt;si farà largo nei cieli saturi&lt;br /&gt;di odio, invidie e malvagità.&lt;br /&gt;Risorgerà in tutto il suo splendore&lt;br /&gt;e ci cambierà le vite in un istante,&lt;br /&gt;lui, “ il rispetto fra i popoli”&lt;br /&gt;ridarà lustro al genere umano,&lt;br /&gt;farà tornare il sorriso sui volti&lt;br /&gt;e la quiete nell'anima e nel cuore.&lt;br /&gt;L'uomo tornerà&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 180%;"&gt;a governare il mondo&lt;br /&gt;ma solo se ognuno di noi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 180%;"&gt;nel suo piccolo recinto&lt;br /&gt;non dividerà più &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 180%;"&gt;le pecore bianche dalle nere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-2732690823375537490?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/2732690823375537490/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=2732690823375537490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/2732690823375537490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/2732690823375537490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2009/05/il-rispetto-fra-i-popoli.html' title='IL RISPETTO FRA I POPOLI'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-4750771719677503688</id><published>2008-06-25T22:54:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T21:30:41.858+01:00</updated><title type='text'>AMICA MIA.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Sottile e fragile il silenzio dirompente&lt;br /&gt;si scatena nel profondo dei pensieri miei,&lt;br /&gt;il riflesso d’una luce scintillante&lt;br /&gt;che ho scorto dentro gli occhi tuoi.&lt;br /&gt;La magia di un’amicizia vera&lt;br /&gt;che va al di là di tutto&lt;br /&gt;che non conosce frontiere&lt;br /&gt;che non conosce distanze.&lt;br /&gt;Io mi fido di te e tu di me,&lt;br /&gt;questo basta, non serve altro.&lt;br /&gt;Un’amicizia vera è come un amore&lt;br /&gt;va coltivata giorno per giorno,&lt;br /&gt;allora m’improvviserò giardiniere&lt;br /&gt;di questo fiore unico e raro,&lt;br /&gt;tu fai solo in modo che il vento&lt;br /&gt;non ti porti via amica mia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-4750771719677503688?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/4750771719677503688/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=4750771719677503688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/4750771719677503688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/4750771719677503688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2008/06/amica-mia.html' title='AMICA MIA.......'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-5127543494963528606</id><published>2008-04-20T22:58:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T21:35:39.699+01:00</updated><title type='text'>UNA FIABA PER DUE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Due occhi sgranati nella penombra&lt;br /&gt;che ti scavano fino in fondo al cuore,&lt;br /&gt;due occhi che cercano protezione,&lt;br /&gt;tu…..le racconti una storia di fate&lt;br /&gt;e lei….tua figlia, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;si emoziona e ci crede davvero,&lt;br /&gt;nell’aria una musica dolce di pianoforte,&lt;br /&gt;che vi avvolge….che dolce il suo sorriso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando una mamma racconta una fiaba,&lt;br /&gt;tutto il mondo si ferma e svanisce nel nulla,&lt;br /&gt;lei si affida alle tue parole, rapita&lt;br /&gt;tu per un attimo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;sei il suo centro dell’universo,&lt;br /&gt;momenti rubati al caos giornaliero&lt;br /&gt;che ti ripagano completamente&lt;br /&gt;più di ogni altra cosa che hai desiderato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un giorno lei crescerà diventerà grande&lt;br /&gt;e ti mancheranno &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;questi momenti irripetibili,&lt;br /&gt;questi istanti pieni di gioia e d’amore&lt;br /&gt;………saranno perduti per sempre&lt;br /&gt;ma la tua piccola donna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;nel tuo cuore di mamma&lt;br /&gt;rimarrà indelebile, incancellabile&lt;br /&gt;finche i vostri cuori pulseranno sincroni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-5127543494963528606?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/5127543494963528606/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=5127543494963528606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/5127543494963528606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/5127543494963528606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2008/04/una-fiaba-per-due.html' title='UNA FIABA PER DUE'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-3110775028766048805</id><published>2007-06-07T21:55:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T21:42:51.517+01:00</updated><title type='text'>IL CORAGGIO DELL’ARTISTA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Superare la superficialità delle cose,&lt;br /&gt;cogliere le sfumature dei colori&lt;br /&gt;sollevarsi al di sopra dell’evidenza,&lt;br /&gt;farsi un’idea propria della vita,&lt;br /&gt;un’idea personale del mondo,&lt;br /&gt;un’idea unica ed originale&lt;br /&gt;magari qualcosa mai pensata prima.&lt;br /&gt;Con coraggio, senza la paura&lt;br /&gt;di essere il primo a dire o fare qualcosa.&lt;br /&gt;Questa è l’essenza dell’artista&lt;br /&gt;questo è il calore del suo spirito libero.&lt;br /&gt;Ognuno di noi possiede dentro di se&lt;br /&gt;opere d’arte che già vivono in lui,&lt;br /&gt;ma che hanno bisogno di molto coraggio&lt;br /&gt;per essere estratte e vivere di vita propria.&lt;br /&gt;Trasformare le sensazioni in pensieri,&lt;br /&gt;i pensieri in parole, le parole in poesia.&lt;br /&gt;Trasformare la luce in colori,&lt;br /&gt;i colori in immagini, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;le immagini in opere uniche.&lt;br /&gt;Riuscire a vedere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;una statua in un pezzo di marmo&lt;br /&gt;ed essere capace di togliere il superfluo&lt;br /&gt;con la propria sensibilità &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;e la propria maestria.&lt;br /&gt;Trasformare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;il mondo che ci circonda in note,&lt;br /&gt;le note in melodie, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;le melodie in canti celestiali.&lt;br /&gt;Ogni uomo ha dentro di se&lt;br /&gt;Un grande artista da liberare,&lt;br /&gt;perché il mondo sia più vivibile,&lt;br /&gt;ha bisogno di musica, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;di poesia di opere d’arte&lt;br /&gt;che ci aiutino a diventare migliori,&lt;br /&gt;che ci insegnino ad essere più umani.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-3110775028766048805?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/3110775028766048805/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=3110775028766048805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/3110775028766048805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/3110775028766048805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2007/06/il-coraggio-dellartista.html' title='IL CORAGGIO DELL’ARTISTA'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-6623253324042492504</id><published>2007-06-02T15:39:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T21:43:30.550+01:00</updated><title type='text'>BATTICUORE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Logoranti inattese frustrazioni,&lt;br /&gt;si prendono gioco di noi&lt;br /&gt;e ci maltrattano l’ anima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come un sibilo che s’ insinua&lt;br /&gt;nei nostri pensieri ricorrenti,&lt;br /&gt;il dubbio prevale sulla ragione.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una goccia che scava nella mente&lt;br /&gt;un tantra ripetuto nel tempo&lt;br /&gt;basito, rimane il cuore sgomento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ci attanaglia quel dubbio insistente,&lt;br /&gt;mi appartiene ancora il suo cuore?&lt;br /&gt;Oppure è già di un’ altro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mille domande e risposte inconcludenti&lt;br /&gt;che torturano i pensieri di noi amanti,&lt;br /&gt;la gelosia a volte è più forte di tutto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentirsi dire “Ti amo” ogni giorno&lt;br /&gt;è la più bella conferma d’ amore,&lt;br /&gt;con un grande potere sul batticuore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dire “Ti amo” fa bene all’ amore,&lt;br /&gt;non lasciate a dormire queste parole&lt;br /&gt;nelle pieghe profonde della pelle del cuore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-6623253324042492504?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/6623253324042492504/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=6623253324042492504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/6623253324042492504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/6623253324042492504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2007/06/batticuore.html' title='BATTICUORE'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-115947825578052497</id><published>2006-09-28T23:16:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T11:19:52.676+01:00</updated><title type='text'>UNA VITA………UN AMORE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;C’è l’amore che ti toglie il fiato&lt;br /&gt;quello perduto e quello ritrovato,&lt;br /&gt;quello che ti colpisce dritto al cuore&lt;br /&gt;e ti fa vivere nel suo splendore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C’è l’amore che ti prende, dentro e fuori&lt;br /&gt;che travolge e sconvolge i cuori,&lt;br /&gt;che non chiede, pretende e basta&lt;br /&gt;decide per te e ti sovrasta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perché l’amore è pura magia&lt;br /&gt;l’amore è poesia ma anche pazzia&lt;br /&gt;quell’amore che cerchiamo, che ci fa paura,&lt;br /&gt;perchè a volte ci rende la vita dura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-115947825578052497?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/115947825578052497/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=115947825578052497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/115947825578052497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/115947825578052497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2006/09/una-vitaun-amore.html' title='UNA VITA………UN AMORE'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-113770121257621789</id><published>2006-01-19T21:06:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T14:07:29.105+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/S2WAgYnaSSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/SBNfO-W8JX8/s1600-h/haiku_xartam2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/S2WAgYnaSSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/SBNfO-W8JX8/s320/haiku_xartam2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-113770121257621789?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/113770121257621789/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=113770121257621789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/113770121257621789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/113770121257621789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2006/01/un-bacio.html' title=''/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/S2WAgYnaSSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/SBNfO-W8JX8/s72-c/haiku_xartam2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-113769510397389019</id><published>2006-01-19T19:24:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T21:59:31.027+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PARLERO’ DI LEI…….</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;L’ ho sognata questa notte&lt;br /&gt;mentre scriveva su d’un quaderno&lt;br /&gt;tutte le sue sensazioni di donna&lt;br /&gt;e le frasi più belle che lei&lt;br /&gt;ha fatto sue per sempre,&lt;br /&gt;quante parole ci sono&lt;br /&gt;nell’inchiostro d’una penna&lt;br /&gt;d’una donna che ama&lt;br /&gt;e ribollendo come lava fumante&lt;br /&gt;esplodono da quel cratere&lt;br /&gt;ingenuo e bambino&lt;br /&gt;che è la sua coscienza&lt;br /&gt;che è la sua identità&lt;br /&gt;quel suo essere donna fino in fondo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L’ ho sognata questa notte&lt;br /&gt;e l’ ho vista piangere di tristezza&lt;br /&gt;mentre faceva una carezza&lt;br /&gt;ad un vecchietto ormai stanco di vivere&lt;br /&gt;cercando d’infondergli coraggio,&lt;br /&gt;e gli diceva con gli occhi:&lt;br /&gt;“ tu devi vivere per me e per gli altri&lt;br /&gt;non hai vissuto solo per te&lt;br /&gt;tante cose devi ancora insegnarci,&lt;br /&gt;insegnami a…….perdonare&lt;br /&gt;anche quegli ingrati dei figli&lt;br /&gt;come hai fatto tu con la tua bontà”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L’ ho sognata questa notte&lt;br /&gt;e l’ ho vista con un grande sorriso&lt;br /&gt;abbracciare tutti i bambini del mondo,&lt;br /&gt;e vicini al suo cuore c’erano&lt;br /&gt;quelli più soli e più tristi,&lt;br /&gt;quelli più infelici e più poveri,&lt;br /&gt;quelli che muoiono di stenti e di fame,&lt;br /&gt;poi l’ ho vista mentre li affidava alla vita&lt;br /&gt;a mano a mano che crescevano&lt;br /&gt;ma li seguiva con lo sguardo,&lt;br /&gt;fino ad essere veramente certa&lt;br /&gt;che fossero forti abbastanza,&lt;br /&gt;l’ ho vista gioire ogni volta che uno di loro&lt;br /&gt;s’è voltato indietro per dire: “grazie”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L’ ho sognata questa notte&lt;br /&gt;mentre con un lanternino in mano&lt;br /&gt;cercava disperatamente qualcosa,&lt;br /&gt;o forse cercava qualcuno&lt;br /&gt;che desse un senso alla sua vita&lt;br /&gt;che la facesse sentire protetta,&lt;br /&gt;l’ ho vista alla ricerca di “Dio”&lt;br /&gt;e l’ ho ammirata per questo&lt;br /&gt;perché lei non l’ ha mai visto&lt;br /&gt;ma è sicura che c’è&lt;br /&gt;o almeno vorrebbe fortemente&lt;br /&gt;che ci fosse per lei e per gli altri,&lt;br /&gt;se un giorno invece l’ ho incontrassi io&lt;br /&gt;giuro, che gli parlerò tanto di lei……..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-113769510397389019?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/113769510397389019/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=113769510397389019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/113769510397389019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/113769510397389019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2006/01/parlero-di-lei.html' title='PARLERO’ DI LEI…….'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-113715969391943794</id><published>2006-01-13T14:40:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T22:06:57.137+01:00</updated><title type='text'>HO VISTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Ho visto occhi vagare in cerca d’un perché&lt;br /&gt;cuori spezzarsi per pura cattiveria,&lt;br /&gt;braccia strette al petto per la solitudine,&lt;br /&gt;anime perse in cerca d’una direzione.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho visto idee spegnersi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;prima di essere realizzate&lt;br /&gt;sogni che si sono infranti &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;sugli scogli della vita,&lt;br /&gt;carezze che non hanno trovato la pelle,&lt;br /&gt;parole non dette, sorrisi non fatti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho visto gente agitarsi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;come pesci fuor d’acqua&lt;br /&gt;gente che ha tutto e chi non ha niente,&lt;br /&gt;ingiustizie, viltà, angherie e barbarie&lt;br /&gt;gente che vive e gente che sopravvive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questa è la realtà che ci circonda,&lt;br /&gt;dove sono le virtù che non possediamo?&lt;br /&gt;Dov’è l’amore ed il rispetto che vorremmo?&lt;br /&gt;Dov’è andato a finire l’essere umano?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-113715969391943794?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/113715969391943794/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=113715969391943794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/113715969391943794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/113715969391943794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2006/01/ho-visto.html' title='HO VISTO'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-110641058517106222</id><published>2005-01-22T17:15:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T15:33:39.913+01:00</updated><title type='text'>IMMAGINA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Immagina…...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;..….un mondo tutto nostro&lt;br /&gt;dove dare diventa ricevere e viceversa&lt;br /&gt;un mondo dove amore e gioia&lt;br /&gt;sono elevati alla massima potenza&lt;br /&gt;e dove odio e dolore&lt;br /&gt;sono ridotti ai minimi termini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immagina…...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;.....di svegliarti ogni mattino&lt;br /&gt;in un letto di petali di rosa&lt;br /&gt;e che dopo aver avuto sogni stupendi&lt;br /&gt;ti alzi vestendoti di luce cristallina&lt;br /&gt;e che incrociando il mio sguardo&lt;br /&gt;ti ubriachi di voglia di vivere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immagina …...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;.....un ricamo di stelle&lt;br /&gt;sul cielo sereno del nostro futuro&lt;br /&gt;e che ad ogni bacio si aggiunge una stella&lt;br /&gt;fino ad essere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;un firmamento da capolavoro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immagina…...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;.....che se nasce un amore sulla terra&lt;br /&gt;anche in cielo nasce una nuova stella&lt;br /&gt;e che se fosse già nata la nostra&lt;br /&gt;la scruteremmo ogni notte&lt;br /&gt;mano nella mano ….felici che ci sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poi non immaginare più……&lt;br /&gt;pensa che tutto ciò è già realtà. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-110641058517106222?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/110641058517106222/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=110641058517106222&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/110641058517106222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/110641058517106222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2005/01/immagina.html' title='IMMAGINA'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-110641041311920854</id><published>2005-01-22T17:13:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T11:24:08.383+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PENSIERI</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Pensieri inconcludenti di vite parallele&lt;br /&gt;che non s’incontreranno mai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;proprio per questo.&lt;br /&gt;Pensieri inesistenti come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;il nulla più completo&lt;br /&gt;che devo cancellare da questa vita mia.&lt;br /&gt;Pensieri che mi stordiscono &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;ma che non sento miei&lt;br /&gt;che vorrei vivere una volta……e non di più.&lt;br /&gt;Pensieri esaltanti che invece mi date forza,&lt;br /&gt;proprio quando non ne ho più &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;per sopportare il mondo.&lt;br /&gt;Pensieri per la notte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;che arriva puntualmente&lt;br /&gt;con tutto il suo silenzio e la sua oscurità.&lt;br /&gt;Pensieri per il giorno con questa confusione&lt;br /&gt;che mi prende per la gola &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;e non mi molla più.&lt;br /&gt;Pensieri per l’amore, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;che non è ma proprio mai&lt;br /&gt;come ognuno di noi vorrebbe fosse.&lt;br /&gt;Pensieri di salute, di malanni, malattie&lt;br /&gt;se non ci fossero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;non sapremmo mai se stiamo bene.&lt;br /&gt;Pensieri per i figli questi strali nel futuro&lt;br /&gt;non avremo mai tutto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;quello che vorremmo per loro.&lt;br /&gt;Pensieri anche al lavoro, chi non ne ha?&lt;br /&gt;Per non averne &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;bisognerebbe non lavorare più.&lt;br /&gt;Pensieri di oziosità in certi momenti&lt;br /&gt;e mi accorgo che non mi piace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;proprio per niente.&lt;br /&gt;Pensieri di solitudine, unica amica&lt;br /&gt;di quando gli altri &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;pensano a se stessi solamente.&lt;br /&gt;Pensieri….pensieri…..ma quanti altri ancora&lt;br /&gt;invaderanno questa mia mente.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;.....in continua confusione? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-110641041311920854?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/110641041311920854/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=110641041311920854&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/110641041311920854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/110641041311920854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2005/01/pensieri.html' title='PENSIERI'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-110631735201854614</id><published>2005-01-21T15:21:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T15:40:52.903+01:00</updated><title type='text'>IMMAGINI</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Vuoti d’aria nel mio cielo azzurro&lt;br /&gt;che pian piano riempirò di te &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;e delle tue parole,&lt;br /&gt;gocce di pioggia nella mia terra asciutta&lt;br /&gt;che non riesco a contenere più ormai.&lt;br /&gt;Folate di vento tra le foglie dei miei boschi&lt;br /&gt;che cadono una dopo l’altra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;come i miei pregiudizi.&lt;br /&gt;Raggi di sole accecanti e caldi&lt;br /&gt;che conserverò per i miei giorni freddi.&lt;br /&gt;Fresca rugiada del mattino nuovo&lt;br /&gt;che inumidisci la mia anima persa.&lt;br /&gt;Bianca ed oscura nebbia della sera&lt;br /&gt;che chiudi i miei occhi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;per non vederci chiaro.&lt;br /&gt;Monti, colline, pianure, deserti e mari&lt;br /&gt;di questo mio mondo sconosciuto&lt;br /&gt;siate per me luce,forza, vita e amore&lt;br /&gt;e riempitemi gli occhi ed il cuore di colore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-110631735201854614?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/110631735201854614/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=110631735201854614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/110631735201854614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/110631735201854614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2005/01/immagini.html' title='IMMAGINI'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-110631712368779891</id><published>2005-01-21T15:18:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T15:41:39.107+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PREGHIERA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Ho visto i monti spianarsi&lt;br /&gt;e diventare fertili.&lt;br /&gt;Ho visto anime in pena darsi la mano&lt;br /&gt;guardarsi negli occhi e poi sparire lontano.&lt;br /&gt;Ho visto deserti assolati&lt;br /&gt;rinverdirsi a vista d’occhio&lt;br /&gt;e cuori di pietra, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;farsi teneri come fili d’erba,&lt;br /&gt;perché nessuno è veramente cattivo&lt;br /&gt;in questo mondo posseduto dall’odio.&lt;br /&gt;Siamo tutti figli della stessa idea&lt;br /&gt;siamo tutti figli di qualcuno&lt;br /&gt;ma tu che pretendi di esistere&lt;br /&gt;spargi il tuo seme stellare&lt;br /&gt;tra le zolle di questa terra corrotta&lt;br /&gt;e fai che rinasca da te&lt;br /&gt;una generazione eletta&lt;br /&gt;che ridia lustro al divenire umano&lt;br /&gt;e ci renda consapevoli&lt;br /&gt;del peso immenso che ci portiamo&lt;br /&gt;che ci mostri finalmente dove andiamo&lt;br /&gt;ma principalmente da dove veniamo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-110631712368779891?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/110631712368779891/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=110631712368779891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/110631712368779891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/110631712368779891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2005/01/preghiera.html' title='PREGHIERA'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-110518182667012060</id><published>2005-01-08T11:56:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T15:44:08.803+01:00</updated><title type='text'>UNA CAREZZA ED UN BACIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Regalami un attimo del tuo tempo&lt;br /&gt;che mi renderà felice e migliore&lt;br /&gt;regalami una carezza ed un bacio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li serberò come oggetti preziosi&lt;br /&gt;nello scrigno della mia anima&lt;br /&gt;saranno sempre per me, una parte di te.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una carezza ed un bacio di cuore&lt;br /&gt;hanno un doppio valore per tutti&lt;br /&gt;per chi li dona e per chi li riceve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una carezza gentile sul viso&lt;br /&gt;rigenera ogni angolo dell’anima&lt;br /&gt;rinvigorisce le sensazioni della mente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un bacio leggero sulle labbra&lt;br /&gt;riporta in terra i profumi del paradiso&lt;br /&gt;ci fa sentire più leggiadri di una farfalla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regalami una carezza ed un bacio&lt;br /&gt;non aspettare, non essere titubante&lt;br /&gt;domani, potrebbe essere già troppo tardi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-110518182667012060?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/110518182667012060/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=110518182667012060&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/110518182667012060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/110518182667012060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2005/01/una-carezza-ed-un-bacio.html' title='UNA CAREZZA ED UN BACIO'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-109923472218958746</id><published>2004-10-31T15:58:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T15:51:19.933+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SEI....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Sei mare,sei terra,&lt;br /&gt;sei un fiore un colore,&lt;br /&gt;sei aria, sei fuoco,&lt;br /&gt;sei un bacio un brivido dentro.&lt;br /&gt;Sei l'attimo traslucente&lt;br /&gt;del mio batticuore,&lt;br /&gt;il lieve rossore sul viso&lt;br /&gt;di quando esplode l'amore.&lt;br /&gt;Sei rugiada di campo,&lt;br /&gt;il calore di un'alba,&lt;br /&gt;il bagliore negli occhi,&lt;br /&gt;una carezza sul viso.&lt;br /&gt;Sei un immenso sorriso,&lt;br /&gt;la dolcezza in persona,&lt;br /&gt;sei quella che voglio&lt;br /&gt;tu sei la mia donna. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-109923472218958746?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/109923472218958746/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=109923472218958746&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/109923472218958746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/109923472218958746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2004/10/sei.html' title='SEI....'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-109873198710641918</id><published>2004-10-25T21:18:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T15:24:29.832+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ILLUSIONI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="header"&gt;&lt;div id="global-info"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="login"&gt;Sono figlio di mio padre,&lt;br /&gt;sono padre di mio figlio&lt;br /&gt;allo stesso modo potrei&lt;br /&gt;essere stato o divenire &lt;br /&gt;padre di mio padre&lt;br /&gt;o figlio di mio figlio.&lt;br /&gt;Non ci sono maestri ne allievi&lt;br /&gt;gli allievi superano i maestri,&lt;br /&gt;i maestri diventano allievi,&lt;br /&gt;gli allievi sono già maestri.&lt;br /&gt;L'universo vive, si genera&lt;br /&gt;e rigenera continuamente,&lt;br /&gt;cos'è ieri che non possa&lt;br /&gt;essere oggi oppure domani,&lt;br /&gt;il tempo è un'illusione.&lt;br /&gt;Non sono più sicuro&lt;br /&gt;se vivo sognando&lt;br /&gt;o se invece sogno di vivere,&lt;br /&gt;se sogno di vivere sognando la vita,&lt;br /&gt;o se vivo sognando di vivere i sogni.&lt;br /&gt;Illusioni, è un mondo d'illusioni&lt;br /&gt;la realtà è tutt'altra cosa&lt;br /&gt;è d'un reale diverso dalla realtà&lt;br /&gt;che appare, scompare,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="login"&gt;si fonde e si dissolve&lt;br /&gt;m'inebria e mi prende,&lt;br /&gt;mi sorregge e mi sorprende,&lt;br /&gt;la realtà è come un soffio&lt;br /&gt;lo senti e non c'è già 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/109873198710641918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/109873198710641918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2004/10/illusioni.html' title='ILLUSIONI'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-109873120898313537</id><published>2004-10-25T21:06:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T15:39:32.141+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SPICCIOLI D'AMORE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dammi uno spicciolo della&lt;br /&gt;tua esistenza terrena&lt;br /&gt;oh tu, che già mi appartieni &lt;br /&gt;nell'etereo mondo&lt;br /&gt;adesso o mai più, &lt;br /&gt;questo è il momento&lt;br /&gt;ti mostrerò quel che eri,&lt;br /&gt;ciò che sei e quel che sarai,&lt;br /&gt;sarai tu, il mio candido vessillo&lt;br /&gt;che sventolerà &lt;br /&gt;dinanzi al mio esercito di bontà&lt;br /&gt;sarai tu, la principesca mia dimora&lt;br /&gt;dove ogni sera riceverò&lt;br /&gt;tutto il mondo che soffre.&lt;br /&gt;Vecchi soli ed abbandonati,&lt;br /&gt;bimbi nudi e malnutriti&lt;br /&gt;donne sedotte e ripudiate,&lt;br /&gt;i poveri tutti e gli ammalati,&lt;br /&gt;quegli esseri bellissimi&lt;br /&gt;da sempre maltrattati.&lt;br /&gt;Dammi uno spicciolo di te,&lt;br /&gt;lo spenderò tutto per loro&lt;br /&gt;e saremo ripagati,&lt;br /&gt;non una ma cento, mille volte.&lt;br /&gt;Vedremo insieme la luce,&lt;br /&gt;l'inizio e la fine&lt;br /&gt;vedremo morire il male,&lt;br /&gt;scomparire per sempre&lt;br /&gt;e da lui risorgerà trionfante l'amore.&lt;br /&gt;Quell'amore....&lt;br /&gt;....che tutti cercano e che nessuno&lt;br /&gt;ha mai capito cosa sia veramente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8457435-109873120898313537?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/109873120898313537/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=109873120898313537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/233/1820/320/cavalli.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miei rampanti pensieri galoppano in cielo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457435-109723966617314656?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/109723966617314656/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=109723966617314656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/109723966617314656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/109723966617314656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-miei-rampanti-pensieri-galoppano-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-109723945284664429</id><published>2004-10-08T14:43:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T15:42:13.498+01:00</updated><title type='text'>VIENI…….</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fugace il tuo sguardo s'inerpica&lt;br /&gt;a raggiungere quell'alone di luna&lt;br /&gt;su nel cielo con le stelle a miliardi&lt;br /&gt;ed ognuna di esse si offre e si dà&lt;br /&gt;ai nostri sguardi curiosi&lt;br /&gt;ed ognuna di esse sembra dire:&lt;br /&gt;vieni, vieni anche tu qui tra noi&lt;br /&gt;c'è spazio anche per te, vieni....&lt;br /&gt;in questo spazio universale&lt;br /&gt;qui, dove  tutto è vita e amore&lt;br /&gt;dove anche un sospiro diventa poesia&lt;br /&gt;dove il dolce rullio del vento&lt;br /&gt;accarezzerà le tue membra&lt;br /&gt;stanche di odio, d'invidia e d'ipocrisia.&lt;br /&gt;Orsù, sorgi luna dal tuo giaciglio&lt;br /&gt;illumina i cuori con la tua luce&lt;br /&gt;illumina il candore della sua anima&lt;br /&gt;ultimo spiraglio per un mondo migliore.&lt;br /&gt;Poi, domani con la sua tersa luce&lt;br /&gt;irromperà il sole rinvigorente&lt;br /&gt;in un'alba di luce magica,&lt;br /&gt;si staglierà nell'azzurro del cielo&lt;br /&gt;con quell'estro fantastico&lt;br /&gt;che solo la natura possiede,&lt;br /&gt;silenziosi tutti i fiori ammaliati&lt;br /&gt;gli daranno un benvenuto&lt;br /&gt;carico dei colori più vivi e più belli&lt;br /&gt;ed in una frenesia di odori e di tepore,&lt;br /&gt;in un ribollire di pollini&lt;br /&gt;si compirà il meraviglioso&lt;br /&gt;ciclo dell'estasi vitale.&lt;br /&gt;Sarà tutto avvolto da un caldo tiepido&lt;br /&gt;sembrerà quasi un sogno,&lt;br /&gt;ed è allora proprio allora&lt;br /&gt;che si compirà il mistero&lt;br /&gt;in un istante vedremo la verità&lt;br /&gt;non avremo più nessun ricordo&lt;br /&gt;tutto sarà verità assoluta&lt;br /&gt;arriveremo lontano nel tempo&lt;br /&gt;con in bocca il sapore della felicità.&lt;br /&gt;Adesso, è arrivato il momento&lt;br /&gt;adesso viviamo sul serio&lt;br /&gt;non abbiamo più bisogno&lt;br /&gt;d'immaginare queste cose&lt;br /&gt;questi occhi, questi visi,&lt;br /&gt;che per un attimo sembrano estranei&lt;br /&gt;ma che poi si ricongiungono&lt;br /&gt;l'un l'altro fino a formare&lt;br /&gt;dei circoli chiusi, perfetti&lt;br /&gt;tutto è chiaro e limpido.....&lt;br /&gt;.....io,....tu....&lt;br /&gt;ed il divenire una sola persona.&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/8457435-109723945284664429?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/109723945284664429/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=109723945284664429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/109723945284664429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457435/posts/default/109723945284664429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/2004/10/vieni.html' title='VIENI…….'/><author><name>Salvatore xartam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232997638856243763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fv0txX9J41Q/SlUXF1S7EJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BcZxWQcuobw/S220/Immagine11.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457435.post-109663776811227620</id><published>2004-10-01T15:35:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T18:57:36.725+01:00</updated><title type='text'>UNA DONNA FELICE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Se incontrerai un uomo, in una sera qualsiasi&lt;br /&gt;che ti darà una piacevole sensazione con lo sguardo&lt;br /&gt;tanto da non poter fare a meno di guardarlo.&lt;br /&gt;Se riconoscerai in quest'uomo, quasi all'istante&lt;br /&gt;l'uomo che ha riempito per anni i tuoi sogni&lt;br /&gt;e che ormai pensavi non esistesse neanche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se avrai con quest'uomo la pazienza&lt;br /&gt;che ci vuole per imparare a conoscerlo&lt;br /&gt;senza arrenderti davanti ai primi ostacoli.&lt;br /&gt;Se farai di quest'uomo la tua ragione di vita&lt;br /&gt;senza sforzarti mai, ma in modo naturale&lt;br /&gt;tanto che il suo destino si fonderà col tuo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se capirai quest'uomo con tutta te stessa&lt;br /&gt;per fargli respirare la bellezza della tua anima&lt;br /&gt;in modo che lui non vorrà più allontanarsi da te.&lt;br /&gt;Se otterrai da lui la sua parte migliore&lt;br /&gt;facendo in modo che lui sia felice di donartela&lt;br /&gt;senza mai dubbi, perplessità o ripensamenti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se darai a quest'uomo i consigli giusti&lt;br /&gt;quando chiederà il tuo parere&lt;br /&gt;e lo farai con sincerità, senza tornaconti.&lt;br /&gt;Se odierai di lui, gli errori fatti e poi rifatti&lt;br /&gt;ma saprai ricondurlo fra le tue braccia&lt;br /&gt;senza mai farlo sentire in colpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se dirai di quest'uomo di tutto, apertamente&lt;br /&gt;senza doverti mai ne nascondere ne vergognare&lt;br /&gt;tanto che riuscirai ad essere sempre fiera di lui.&lt;br /&gt;Se vorrai con quest'uomo darti completamente&lt;br /&gt;senza paure e senza condizionamenti&lt;br /&gt;camminando sempre sicura al suo fianco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se vivrai con lui serena tutta la tua esistenza&lt;br /&gt;se lo amerai come solo tu sai che puoi amare&lt;br /&gt;allora sarai veramente e per sempre....una donna felice.&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/8457435-109663776811227620?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/109663776811227620/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ed annullato le mie illusioni,&lt;br /&gt;che mi mostrava ogni tanto anche un po’ di luce&lt;br /&gt;ma solo per il gusto di spegnerla &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;e quindi lasciarmi al buio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8457435-109656245555164521?l=xartam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xartam.blogspot.com/feeds/109656245555164521/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8457435&amp;postID=109656245555164521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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