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<title>An Angel named Marcia</title>
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<pubDate>Wed, 14 Apr 2010 11:47:29 +0200</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[<img align="left" src="http://www.ladysilvia.com/articleImage/thumb/100_17621.gif"></img>(Alfredo d&#39;Ecclesia) - Nature is a place of indescribable beauty, a sweet music that rises from earth to heaven, spreading everywhere and spreading its fragrance. The angels are not only employees, but actively involved in the plane of the sky, are the active forces working together. There are legions of angels who take care of the entire universe, galaxies of each planet of nations, cities, individual houses, forests, rivers, animals, each creature, belonging to any kingdom has its own guardian angel. Observe nature, always has its charm and the miracle of life that continually amazed leaves open and close observer read more about the secrets enclosed. Every single plant, every animal, every flower, every single water source, has his angel. Harmony is everywhere, tune in this plan means ]]></description>
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<title>The Amazon Marcia Theophilo
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<pubDate>Tue, 13 Apr 2010 21:11:22 +0200</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[<img align="left" src="http://www.ladysilvia.com/articleImage/thumb/100_17620.gif"></img>(Alfredo d&#39;Ecclesia) The difference between the Western idea of nature and that our
is that in Western culture we talk about a
tree as a decorative element of the landscape
while we consider one with our lives. (Marcia Theophilo)

Theophilo Marcia was born in Fortaleza, Brazil in 1941, studied at St. Paul in Rio De Janeiro and Rome where he graduated in the work of Marcia Antropologia.All wheel on the Amazon rainforest, its people, its rivers, its animals and Vegetable its legends, and the preservation of this heritage by immense havoc and aggression.

The love for life, for nature, his poetry becomes not only exploring the soul of the world but becomes the heart of the world. Marcia becomes amazon, Marcia life becomes eternal struggle ]]></description>
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<title>The indescribable beauty</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 09 Mar 2010 20:25:08 +0100</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[<img align="left" src="http://www.ladysilvia.com/articleImage/thumb/100_17105.gif"></img>In a place
indefinable beauty
your eyes
I smile
I speak
I undressed
all knowledge
my love.

I always sense
increasing the sensuality
that your eyes gives me
that your particular scent
melt your hair in the wind
Your hug ...

Your embrace
raises holy fire
magnetic vibration
found
according to the desire ...
the desire to melt for a while
to you ...
only briefly
my love.
I could never give up
your essence
I could
never give up
that your dazzling beauty
that loving your transformation
then your act virtuously makes sense ...
happens in my arms.
Facing indefinable]]></description>
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<title>He rose with the sun.</title>
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<pubDate>Fri, 05 Mar 2010 19:10:56 +0100</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[<img align="left" src="http://www.ladysilvia.com/articleImage/thumb/100_17064.gif"></img>He found it attractive
cross your hands on chest
was at ease
relief.
Kiss love
make vivid the trend ...
the progress of the action.
The intrigue with surprises,
nature and experience
chase in a dance
harassed sensual.
At which point conveys
general admiration.
The usual homage forgotten
and the usual cloud of tobacco
delight in the company of love.
Kiss love
fill me of impertinence and cuddles
dilettami of lightness and vivacity
sink your lips
never stop
light of my eyes ..
However, the inclusion ...
a good intention,
is an art that begins
and decorated
and dignity
and maliciously
very naughty,]]></description>
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<title>Camera lucida</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 02 Mar 2010 18:47:01 +0100</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[<img align="left" src="http://www.ladysilvia.com/articleImage/thumb/100_17017.gif"></img>Camera LucidaAn expansionAs lightning isadd meyour face in his handsIs this not art?Eye colorI&#39;m not hiding anythingmy love,admit with all my mightyour smell.My special lovemelts, internalizes, deafened, dominates,a grant of intimacy.From the point of view of pleasurewire drag mein your natureTo satisfy the universallovenever seeks the truth.content on this page can not be duplicated without permission of the authorFrom the collection of poems by Alfredo d&#39; Ecclesia &quot;almost love poems&quot;]]></description>
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<title>&quot;RESTLESSNESS&quot;</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 01 Mar 2010 20:13:52 +0100</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[And&#39; night and the moon shines.
The dreams take to lulling the lion of the mind...
The sleep doesn&#39;t reduce the animal
restlessness to smell new colors...
Earths never seen, the more you aspire,
on the lips of this air that stuns me...

Rosario Tiso

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<title>The room</title>
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<pubDate>Sun, 28 Feb 2010 18:53:05 +0100</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[<img align="left" src="http://www.ladysilvia.com/articleImage/thumb/100_16989.gif"></img>In this spaceI would be usefulbetter taste your lipslight of my eyes.Seeyour spark shineI stripped of all knowledge.Yelling but not hurtrejoiceYour dewlight of my eyes.Danzami himwhite silkno lovedepicts the essence.Indeedall intrusionsare rougedin your nodes.Oh, how sweet it isthe pain of love,and how sweet it isyour choir.The not being able toabolish the mythical timeattacked by the light ...the light of your eyes ...Emotionally and symbolicallyindifferent naturefades vanishesalmost muted.content on this page can not be duplicated without permission of the authorFrom the collection of poems by Alfredo  d'Ecclesia &quot;almost ]]></description>
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<title>&quot;THE WINTER ARRIVES&quot;</title>
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<pubDate>Thu, 25 Feb 2010 07:59:01 +0100</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[<img align="left" src="http://www.ladysilvia.com/articleImage/thumb/100_16956.gif"></img>&quot;THE WINTER ARRIVES&quot;
The winter arrives...
Odor of simple things here.
Firewood they have stacked in the streets of outskirts.
Odor of new loves among the young leaves of suburbs.
Beautiful and joyful to see them together.
In the air odor of earth and smoke.
The flowers, in all the seasons, know the secrets of the love.
My days I pass in the quiet and in the faint light of a room.
In my house life is almost today already a sweet memory.
The winter can now arrive.
Dreams have been surrounded and guarded with care and hurry.
I now believe to be able to devote me to the words.
I find peace in the rigors and in the heats&nbsp;of &nbsp;the winter.
The fire lights a faithful memory and ]]></description>
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<title>Mirror</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 23 Feb 2010 20:32:36 +0100</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[<img align="left" src="http://www.ladysilvia.com/articleImage/thumb/100_16949.gif"></img>With a quick gesture
a kiss without moorings
intercepts a person without memory.
Brevity
and the silk of your body
clinging to my skin.
What have you in the eye and ..
. you got heart
Fresh morning dew.
What have you in the eyes e. ..
you got heart
gem of gems.
The look and voice,
your voice ...
light my heart on fire.





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<title>Caress</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 23 Feb 2010 00:02:49 +0100</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[<img align="left" src="http://www.ladysilvia.com/articleImage/thumb/100_16939.gif"></img>In the space of the room
greeting and beauty
infuse
retention of a gesture.
Nothing is fixed,
nothing is defined.
The hand kindly
Pat the face
controlling the heat.
The look kindly
follows the line of the hand.
The curvature of the bodies
Draw
Unlimited unions correspondents.
One who offers
and he who receives
Exceptions to every form of greed.
Life Shakes hands
heart, skin.
The hand can not be diverted
follows the lightning ...
the momentum.

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<title>Pleasure driven</title>
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<pubDate>Sun, 21 Feb 2010 17:20:57 +0100</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[<img align="left" src="http://www.ladysilvia.com/articleImage/thumb/100_16929.gif"></img>Fountains chantedthe quietof fragrant gardens.Moving away from the spatial coordinates andfreed from invisible forms,revealvaluable contribution.Lightfalling down,broke the jars belowand distributed particlesthat dispersed.Reduced to nourishmentbodies collectfervor,water, wind, trees, firepath sensually persuasiveilluminating.With good intentionsand with good deedsloveessentially amorouslight particlesreappear ...vibrating in unison .content on this page can not be duplicated without permission of the author From the collection of poems by Alfredo d'Ecclesia &quot;almost love ]]></description>
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<title>Usually accesible</title>
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<pubDate>Fri, 19 Feb 2010 20:57:34 +0100</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[<img align="left" src="http://www.ladysilvia.com/articleImage/thumb/100_16922.gif"></img>In a moment of exception
and in an ineffable
emotion focused,
through the rain in autumn
read
the image of time.

How I love you, the path of the heart.
Not for a moment
and even for a while ...

Oh the sound of water.

Look at me,
light of my eyes,
friendly gesture
and your fill
of good feeling to me ...
I open my heart.

Not for a moment
and even for a while ...
The two bodies bend
eager
bewitching
salutant
an embrace sacred.

An embrace sacred
even for a moment
and even for a while ...
cease to love you.

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<title>Courtesy</title>
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<pubDate>Wed, 30 Dec 2009 14:49:03 +0100</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[<img align="left" src="http://www.ladysilvia.com/articleImage/thumb/100_16588.gif"></img>Courtesyis a promise for the future.In this placemaking delicatecomes away from a reasonThe center is always fulledible substancesa heartgrowinga hearthandled Visionof a heart ...From an idea evaporatedand beforediscontinuity of the lightpaths forgivenesslighting, shape, color.The vital energy,you know,is essentially visual,in glistening carameland glittering ornamentembrace ...tempest rages.The content on this page can not be duplicated without permission of the author From the collection of poems by Alfredo d'Ecclesia &quot;almost love poems&quot; ]]></description>
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<title>From Amazonia to New York</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 08 Dec 2009 14:49:35 +0100</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[<img align="left" src="http://www.ladysilvia.com/articleImage/thumb/100_16424.gif"></img>Tree from you I have taken the wild pain those cries, in the air in the river Animals flee from the shelter of your branches deafening noises of monkeys and ararasthe upright trunk, falls as it blackens.The sloth moves slowly, quietly the ariranha and the tamandu&aacute;ears pricked at each soundtrees tell their storieslife when it is submerged underwater among the fishfeeding off fruitalready at sunset noises get louderstunned birds cry outin the trees the jaburus the macucus the inhambu.in the underbrush the wind is stilllong ago in a time of vibrant,pubescent colours, water-swollen today is yellow, green at the beginning.bones, pieces of wood, thousands of insects They light a blinding fire who ]]></description>
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