Cuore rhymes with amore

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Cuore rhymes with amore, crazy heart… it slips everywhere, songs and movies, fills instagram,
Give me three words / Amore, fiore, cuore / Give me a kiss that doesn’t make you talk / It’s love that wants you… The heart is a metaphor, it’s half of life, it’s half of everything, it’s a final destination… it’s almost impossible to read all the nonsense written on the heart without someone hitting us in the heart and making us jump like an extrasystole at the end of a race. Someone had thought of a cure for sludge pile pages, he said, we should abolish love from all poems, songs, we would avoid silly metaphors. But what if we put our hearts everywhere? Like earrings to better hear the love, hanging from the neck, on the breast, because it beats in symbiosis with our heart. On the fingers as a caresses activator. Small, large silver hearts, many cuore to rhyme with amore, fiore…crazy italians…
Stop laughing Valentine’s Day is coming !!!

All colors of Valentine

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There are already less than a thousand kisses to Valentine’s Day and we are still here insecure about a million things. For example, what are the colors of love?
What is fuchsia?
Hmm!
Is red means love?
They say so!
They say so? At least one certainty please!
And yellow?
Jealousy!
Even no! Why ever? The color of the sun!
What about purple?
Sex!
Yes, at least there is no doubt on this.
Light blue?
Calm, tranquility, silence, deep satisfaction.
Of course, comes after purple!:-)
We choose the colors that our partner likes, the ones that suit them best, on the skin,on the hair, on the eyes, the colors they love to wear.
Rainbow jewels by Pittiesisi, rings, earrings and pendants in different sizes with blue, purple, smoky, green and cognac quartz.
Fabulous!
Remembering that if Valentine’s Day is the feast of lovers, all the other days of the year are perfect for gestures of love to be repeated endlessly with many small surprises.

When Moon’s at full

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When Moon’s at full
‘Tis Thou – I say
My lips just hold the name
When crescent – Thou art worn
I note – But – there
the Golden Same
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How many poets has the moon inspired besides Emily Dickinson.
How many? How many pop singers, painters, choreographers…
Symbol of change, a magical and powerful sign of life, of feminine beauty, of charm. Magnificent silver splendor that is reflected in the Pittiesisi asymmetrical earrings. 

Lovers

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Love is as trite as a poem heard thousand times, like a song that always rhymes with heart, like all foolish gifts for lovers, like the thousand hearts that take shape everywhere, engraved, drawn, breathed or just thought. Hearts of boys and girls and young old people who are still stringing each other hands. Kisses, caresses, gasps that can’t wait for Valentine’s Day, that are in a hurry for lips, eyes, skin and dreams made true every day with a thousand gifts, hearts and stars, thoughts, games, symbols engraved on the arms, on the hands looking for the soft warmth of the usual words…

Les enfants qui s’aiment s’embrassent debout
Contre les portes de la nuit
Et les passants qui passent les désignent du doigt
Mais les enfants qui s’aiment
Ne sont là pour personne
Et c’est seulement leur ombre
Qui tremble dans la nuit
Excitant la rage des passants
Leur rage leur mépris leurs rires et leur envie
Les enfants qui s’aiment ne sont là pour personne
Ils sont alleurs bien plus loin que la nuit
Bien plus haut que le jour
Dans l’éblouissante clarté de leur premier amour.

Jacques Prevert