"touch my density" – 392 rezultate
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AAmara
"Poet divin, lumina fara moarte m-ajute-n grai iubirea-n veci fierbinte cu care pururi ti-am citit din carte" Infernul - Dante Alighieri This is me for forever One of the lost ones The one without a name Without an honest heart as compass This is me for forever One without a name These lines the last endeavor To find the missing lifeline Nemo - Nightwish Last dance, first kiss Your touch my bliss Beauty always comes with dark thoughts I wish... Wish I had an Angel - Nightwish
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ISioan serban
prezentul e mult prea interesant pentru a zabovi asupra biografiei
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AFAnatole France
Anatole France, pseudonym for Jacques Anatole Thibault (1844-1924), was the son of a Paris book dealer. He received a thorough classical education at the Collège Stanislas, a boys\' school in Paris, and for a while he studied at the École des Chartes. For about twenty years he held diverse positions, but he always had enough time for his own writings, especially during his period as assistant librarian at the Senate from 1876 to 1890. His literary output is vast, and though he is chiefly known as a novelist and storyteller, there is hardly a literary genre that he did not touch upon at one time or another. France is a writer in the mainstream of French classicism. His style, modelled on Voltaire and Fénélon, as well as his urbane scepticism and enlightened hedonism, continue the tradition of the French eighteenth century. This outlook on life, which appears in all his works, is explicitly expressed in collection of aphorisms, Le Jardin d\'Épicure (1895) [The Garden of...
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Frederick Ogden Nash
Born Frederick Ogden Nash on August 19, 1902 in Rye, New York. An ancestor, General Francis Nash, gave his name to Nashville, Tennesee. Raised in Rye, New York and Savannah, Georgia. Educated at St. George\'s School in Rhode Island and, briefly, Harvard University. Started work writing advertising copy for Doubleday, Page Publishing, New York, in 1925. Published first book for children, The Cricket of Caradon in 1925. First published poem Spring Comes to Murray Hill appears in New Yorker magazine in 1930. Joins staff at New Yorker in 1932. Married Frances Rider Leonard on June 6, 1933. Published 19 books of poetry. Collaborated, in 1943, in the musical comedy, \"One Touch of Venus.\" Elected to the National Institute of Arts and Letters in 1950. Lived in New York but his principal home was in Baltimore, Maryland, where he died on May 19, 1971. He was buried in North Hampton, New Hampshire.
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ONOgden Nash
Born Frederick Ogden Nash on August 19, 1902 in Rye, New York. An ancestor, General Francis Nash, gave his name to Nashville, Tennesee. Raised in Rye, New York and Savannah, Georgia. Educated at St. George's School in Rhode Island and, briefly, Harvard University. Started work writing advertising copy for Doubleday, Page Publishing, New York, in 1925. Published first book for children, The Cricket of Caradon in 1925. First published poem Spring Comes to Murray Hill appears in New Yorker magazine in 1930. Joins staff at New Yorker in 1932. Married Frances Rider Leonard on June 6, 1933. Published 19 books of poetry. Collaborated, in 1943, in the musical comedy, "One Touch of Venus." Elected to the National Institute of Arts and Letters in 1950. Lived in New York but his principal home was in Baltimore, Maryland, where he died on May 19, 1971. He was buried in North Hampton, New Hampshire. Selected books: Hard Lines 1931 I'm a Stranger Here Myself 1938 The Face is Familiar 1940 Good...
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Suzanne Nadine Vega
Suzanne Vega was born July 11, 1959, in Santa Monica, CA; her parents divorced shortly thereafter, and after her mother (a jazz guitarist) remarried to Puerto Rican novelist Ed Vega, the family moved to Manhattan. A shy and quiet child, Suzanne nonetheless learned to take care of herself growing up in the tough neighborhoods of Spanish Harlem. Her parents often sang folk songs around the house, and when she began playing the guitar at age 11, she found herself attracted to the poetry of singer/songwriter music (Dylan, Cohen), and found a refuge from New York\'s chaos in traditional folk (Woody Guthrie, Pete Seeger, Judy Collins, Joan Baez). At age 14, she made her first attempts at writing songs; however, when she attended the High School for the Performing Arts as a teenager, it was to study dance, not music. She subsequently enrolled at Barnard College as a literature major, and during this time, she began playing at coffeehouses and folk festivals on the West Side and near Columbia...
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touch my density
de ștefan ciobanu
copil la colțul drumului claxonat în noapte de mașini pe autostradă poate și tu vii spre mine cu pași de-o poștă pe câmpiile întunecate unde fumegă bucăți de avioane din cutia neagră șoptesc ca un...
I don\'t touch my spirit
de Hogiu Adrian
în mine zac mii de chipuri în mii de trupuri virgulă de la plus infinit până la minus infint și invers sunt pătruns de misterele oferite de noapte virgulă mii de suflete în mii de chipuri abstracte...
FEELINGS
de petra carmela claudia mihai
FEELINGS Stearing at my soul’s dead body I touch my shadowing shapes And I open my eyes Into illusion... Crawling my thoughts in my brain I scratch my name on the old wooden table But it’s not...
aceste clipe
de valentin ursache
say those words that lifts me up hear my whispers endlessly touch my skin.. caress me live!...these moments \'cause you are my breath see the lines upon my face say you\'ll be there in the night hear...
THOUGHTS
de petra carmela claudia mihai
THOUGHTS Paint the color of my feelings Feel the shape of my thoughts See the fine smell of my warm body Kiss my whispers Touch my sins with your fingers Cry my lips Taste my soul Share my dreams...
Green shop
de Neptumo
Green shop Ok,my mind is not clear all the time And,yes,I know people with good eyes which can not see And,ya,I\'d like to touch my bones from inside(an absolute pleasure) As I like to feel words...
Come to me
de bayar
Come to me to the darkest woods In the darkest place of the planet, Join me through the creeping trees That embrace me with their frozen branches. Search me in the reigning darkness While I watch...
Inima dintotdeauna. În căutarea poemului pierdut
de Luminita Suse
[lemă] cel mai frumos poem bate uneori de două ori în inimă [demon strație] bănuiești că există excepții de la regulă cauți contraexemple asculți Cohen cu ochii întredeschiși și noaptea înaintează cu...
Nevermore unbound
de Dragos
Beyond, I witnessed the glory of blood, Beyond, Below the mists of sight, Beyond, Away from all, away from god, Beyond, Into the never ever ending night, Like crystal blades… Forever, Take me away,...
so many things unsaid
de Ohm
it\'s amazing how the tone and texture of the morning can be so charged so enhanced so lightened by the sound of your voice on the phone you may never realize how you affect me like a deep, sweet...
Your Touch
de Coana Loenida
Your words of passion Coalescing through the screen Caressing my flesh
Into my arms
de Marian
I don\'t believe in an interventionist God But I know, darling, that you do But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him Not to intervene when it came to you Not to touch a hair on your head To leave...
Not my type
de Coana Loenida
He is not what I expected In fact, he is totally not my type Or at least the type that I have always been attracted to But he is the type Tall, dark, dangerous looking The kind that ooze masculinity...
a touch of...
de adrian jigăranu
nu trebuie să înțelegi, să vrei, să înțelegi nimic nu a fost săvârșit încă. scuipă-mă, sper că ai mațe tari, sper că ai exersat scârba. dacă păroșenia masculilor iți este frumoasă, placenta mea, a...