ReDouble me

Might I say perfect for me if

you might say perfect for you? 

 

Your scent

You might be silent like a

scent.

Just present.

 

Me too

 

  

You are not what you are looking for,
but what your looking for is watching at you.

The Popess

Do as you care,

to care. 

 

The long list

I thought you was,
but instead you were.

Ferdinand

I didn't know you was Ferdinand too.

Never mind, 

because anyway, this is what remind me of 

You.

Can't be

Shelter

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This is me, and that is She

Tie me

Indeed, 

indeed,

indeed,

what else would you like to see, 

throught me?

Gerico

  You are what you want me to be, 

  but who is he?

  she

 

  Jericho

 

Right or wrong?

They move in so many,

 even though few find.

Mystery of a changeable state that 

relies in looking for 

rather than waiting for.

And whoever contemplates may 

have understood.

Or maybe he was wrong and 

got lost.

Merci

 

Ephemeral satisfaction

 

You can't fill one lack with an absence.

An empty shopping bag with your head inside would 

remain empty and unformed.

Unless you can compensate it with a 

celebral erection but only for 

a limitated time to an occasional 

performance and
with an ephemeral satisfaction.

Change

Don't change for love, 

but to love.

 

Never ever

I never had never.

I had always always.

Will you

 

Gaza paintings 

You will no longer be who you have been,
but always who you will become,
having been.

Shelter

Do I know the path of your labyrinth?

 
Do I possess the right vehicle to 

cross your entire world?

 
Do I have the universal key to 

open each one of its doors?

And am I able to evaluate the reason that 

would allow me to enter?

Outside is raining. 

Tu

Never believe in what you 

trust to believe to.

Every Time

Gabriella Zannoni 

 I fall in love every time and every time I made fall in love Every Time.
I'm a swirl that wind himself to be moved and it's me that I move.
Cause and effect of the same phenomenon and the phenomenon itself.
I cannot free myself from the constraint of a before and an after which 

knows no other time than this.
And it seem strange it can be, and natural knowing it as if it were this and that my 

appearance and what is outside is inside and are together and alone just at the same time.
I find you and I lose you, and I never had another and another I never wanted to, 

because I already have and always have had.
A serious game that entertains and touch,
something that stand still and moves.
So I fall in love and made fall in love because loving myself I love and

 having never win I always lost and I enjoy seriously.
I really think so and explain it and explain it to myself it's almost superfluous as

 much indispensable as it would be if it were final and not precarious.
To live I live and to love I love.
And if to live and love me you do not need anything else than what you need,
so I'm there and there we are.
Let us love us,
we love.

Take my mind

If he matches my mind,
he takes me.
But if it doesn't take me, even if he correspond to my mind,
then he will have me forever.

The reason why

In particular circumstances,

indifference is the inevitable degeneration
of too much attention,
because who caused it, through his actions,

 wanted to divert attention from the only indifference that

 he would be capable of arousing.

 

Stay

There's a simple way to make you stay:

I will remain. 

Christopher Cross

Well, it's not far down to paradise, 

at least it's not for me

and if the wind is right you can sail away and 

find tranquility. 

Oh, the canvas can do miracles, just you wait and see. 

Believe me. 

It's not far to never-never land, no reason to pretend

and if the wind is right you can find the 

joy of innocence again.

Oh, the canvas can do miracles, just you wait and see. 

Believe me. 

Sailing takes me away to where I've always heard 

it could be.

Just a dream and the wind to carry me 

and soon I will be free 

Fantasy, it gets the best of me 

when I'm sailing .

All caught up in the reverie, every word is a symphony,

won't you believe me? 

Well it's not far back to sanity, 

at least it's not for me 

and if the wind is right you can sail away and 

find serenity. 

Oh, the canvas can do miracles, just you wait and see. 

Believe me. 

You too

- Do you know what does it move me 
towards you?

- What of you there's not.

- Why, what there's not in me, 
I'm searching in you?

- Because I do have it instead of you.

- And so, why you don't give it to me?

- Because me too, just like you, 
what you do have of me,
I'm looking in you.

- And I'm not giving you?

- No.

- Why, in your opinion?

- Because the exchange must be mutual.

- And if in not so?

- It becomes an exchange of direction.

- Towards whom?

- To whom will exchange for first, 
and if there won't be a second, 

it will remain always the first.

- The first of what?

- Of the second there's not.

- So, it would be the winner?

- I would say not.

- Why?

- Because it will remain without 
a part of it.

- And the other?

- The same.

- So they are equal?

- In your opinion, zero and one have 
the same value?

If someone wished to have won, no.

- And if he would have lose?

- Not even.

- So is important to determine it?

- Each one must choose it's own way to.

- Which is your?

- Always three.

- Why?

- Because zero, plus one, plus two, 
do you too.

To rule me

I have no rules.

Rather I regulate myself according to

others people's rules and allow myself to choose who can rule me.

Always irregularly. 

Question mark

What do we know about ourselves to 

be incapable to say, 

but only reply?

Forgiveness

- Who are you?

- I am who I am.

- What do you usually do?

- I forgive.

- Whose guilt you forgive to?

- Man's.

- Who are you?

- I am who I wanted to be.

- And how are you?

- I'm to be.

- For who?

- For the man I forgive.

- Who are you?

- I'm about to be to.

- Whose?

- Of the man the forgiveness.

- Why?

- Because to be, I'm.

The alibi

She is me, and me is she.

Who will be me?

Gabriella Zannoni - "The alibi" - Painting 

Paintings

The strength

I dress you with your

same dryness,

but the dress is narrower,

and the elbows pressed and say stop,

lie down.

Make yourself a prey to

spasms,

and set you free.

But never drop anchor,

rather move it.

It 'a difficult way to advance,

see what falls and what remains.

The strength.

More than a blu

After all this red, 

so deep a blu might have a sense?