<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928</id><updated>2012-01-15T14:59:19.163-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Poesia e Amor</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>171</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-8333478151440970056</id><published>2012-01-15T14:59:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T14:59:19.170-02:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E_EehXfCTzA/TxMFVzYUziI/AAAAAAAABCs/9o6XmxlatNk/s1600/1883582.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="257" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E_EehXfCTzA/TxMFVzYUziI/AAAAAAAABCs/9o6XmxlatNk/s320/1883582.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #eff7ff; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #eff7ff; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #eff7ff; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #eff7ff; font-family: georgia;"&gt;...Não importa se você esta perto ou longe demais,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: #eff7ff; font-family: georgia;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #eff7ff; font-family: georgia;"&gt;se pegou o rumo certo ou errado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: #eff7ff; font-family: georgia;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: #eff7ff; font-family: georgia;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #eff7ff; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Apenas siga em frente,vivendo dias iguais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: #eff7ff; font-family: georgia;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #eff7ff; font-family: georgia;"&gt;de forma diferente. Não caminhe mais só,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: #eff7ff; font-family: georgia;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #eff7ff; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Leve consigo cada recordação,cada vivência,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: #eff7ff; font-family: georgia;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #eff7ff; font-family: georgia;"&gt;cada lição.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: #eff7ff; font-family: georgia;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: #eff7ff; font-family: georgia;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #eff7ff; font-family: georgia;"&gt;E, mesmo que tudo não ande da forma que você gostaria,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: #eff7ff; font-family: georgia;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #eff7ff; font-family: georgia;"&gt;saber que já não és mais a mesma pessoa de ontem te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: #eff7ff; font-family: georgia;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #eff7ff; font-family: 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serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Não os deixe tristes!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saudade&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TCtapXqvJwI/TxInrCaSGRI/AAAAAAAABCk/wZ5sWY-9YcM/s1600/untitledbb.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TCtapXqvJwI/TxInrCaSGRI/AAAAAAAABCk/wZ5sWY-9YcM/s1600/untitledbb.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;♥ Thy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TCtapXqvJwI/TxInrCaSGRI/AAAAAAAABCk/wZ5sWY-9YcM/s72-c/untitledbb.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-4414714241393383132</id><published>2012-01-12T11:57:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T11:57:01.897-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pXvYXuLkWiA/Tw7lukoFm2I/AAAAAAAABCA/ZRsotbkPTNo/s1600/saudades___1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pXvYXuLkWiA/Tw7lukoFm2I/AAAAAAAABCA/ZRsotbkPTNo/s200/saudades___1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Quando a saudade não cabe no peito,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;transborda nos olhos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-4414714241393383132?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/4414714241393383132/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=4414714241393383132' 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'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Preciso de você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;by Thyta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-1047022769052300240?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/1047022769052300240/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=1047022769052300240' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/1047022769052300240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CEaaUarW49s/Tw7iN_MAT7I/AAAAAAAABBo/2zxBa6dpNGo/s1600/sombras.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="202" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CEaaUarW49s/Tw7iN_MAT7I/AAAAAAAABBo/2zxBa6dpNGo/s320/sombras.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;No silencio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;um vazio pulsa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;no silencio a dor permanece, até adormecer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;by Thyta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-4139085353965360168?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/4139085353965360168/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=4139085353965360168' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/4139085353965360168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/4139085353965360168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2012/01/dor-adormeceu.html' title='Adormeceu'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CEaaUarW49s/Tw7iN_MAT7I/AAAAAAAABBo/2zxBa6dpNGo/s72-c/sombras.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-7687010329233003536</id><published>2012-01-12T11:34:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T11:34:02.775-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensando em você</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bk1cO6IEP3g/Tw7hLvhO36I/AAAAAAAABBg/lD6REkmUg5s/s1600/mulher-triste2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bk1cO6IEP3g/Tw7hLvhO36I/AAAAAAAABBg/lD6REkmUg5s/s1600/mulher-triste2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pensando em&amp;nbsp;você&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eu deveria dizer que&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;é o sentido da minha vida....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mas preenchi este vazio com a saudade das lembranças&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;que não esqueci...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;By Thyta&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-7687010329233003536?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E em pensamento busco,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Os sonhos em que me perdi...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Um amor adormecido&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Com gosto de saudade&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Acomoda meus sentidos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Como se fosse de verdade.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fogo, atração proibida,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Como se não dependesse de ti&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Todo esse gosto eloqüente de incerteza&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Toma conta de mim,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Por momentos te amei,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mas o gosto amargo da despedida&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Na escuridão do meu pensamento &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Desenhei...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Direitos autorais reservados a autora.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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MATAR&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;É ASSIM ONDE VIVO&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SIMPLES, MAIS É O ÚNICO CANTINHO.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;QUE COM TODOS&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BRINCO E VIVO A SONHAR.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LAURA ALYSSA B. BUENO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/7505626109828584928-4243862302590135779?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/4243862302590135779/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=4243862302590135779' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/4243862302590135779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/4243862302590135779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2011/10/meu-cantinho_16.html' title='MEU CANTINHO'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Y_LzGEadjw/Tps86uXRp7I/AAAAAAAAA_A/lZWhklOPKII/s72-c/criancas_3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-7370138885572701312</id><published>2011-10-12T13:43:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T19:04:52.951-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ser</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OjVyXURJtSc/TpXEx_ZkPCI/AAAAAAAAA-M/thdtO7QkPsI/s1600/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662648469599566882" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OjVyXURJtSc/TpXEx_ZkPCI/AAAAAAAAA-M/thdtO7QkPsI/s320/image001.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Ser&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Não sou boa com números. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Com frases-feitas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;E com morais de história. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Gosto do que me tira o fôlego. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Venero o improvável.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Almejo o quase impossível. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Meu coração é livre, mesmo amando tanto. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Tenho um ritmo que me complica. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Uma vontade que não passa. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Uma palavra que nunca dorme.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Quer um bom desafio? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Experimente gostar de mim.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Não sou fácil. Não coleciono inimigos. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Quase nunca estou pra ninguém. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Mudo de humor conforme a lua. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Irrito-me fácil. Desinteresso-me à toa. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Tenho o desassossego dentro da bolsa. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;E um par de asas que nunca deixo. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Às vezes, quando é tarde da noite, eu viajo. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;E - sem saber - busco respostas que não encontro aqui. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Ontem, eu perdi um sonho. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;E acordei chorando, logo eu que adoro sorrir...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Mas não tem nada, não. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Bonito mesmo é essa coisa da vida: um dia, quando menos se espera, a gente se supera. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;E chega mais perto de ser quem - na verdade - a gente é.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-7370138885572701312?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/7370138885572701312/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=7370138885572701312' title='0 Comentários'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-3273562064906441735</id><published>2011-04-03T14:58:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T19:12:10.785-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dono de mim...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EdAJZjkcLa4/TZi14e3gxCI/AAAAAAAAA90/rOYQfyukMyc/s1600/1240917058Rjgy8UQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591418919343670306" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EdAJZjkcLa4/TZi14e3gxCI/AAAAAAAAA90/rOYQfyukMyc/s320/1240917058Rjgy8UQ.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 292px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 700;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Com olhos fechados&lt;br /&gt;Sempre (te) sinto&lt;br /&gt;Seu amor tão intenso&lt;br /&gt;Que é dono de mim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Thyta&lt;br /&gt;Direitos Reservados a Autora&lt;/span&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/7505626109828584928-3273562064906441735?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3273562064906441735/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=3273562064906441735' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/3273562064906441735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/3273562064906441735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2011/04/com-olhos-fechados-sempre-te-sinto-seu.html' title='Dono de mim...'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EdAJZjkcLa4/TZi14e3gxCI/AAAAAAAAA90/rOYQfyukMyc/s72-c/1240917058Rjgy8UQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-8265410817794080463</id><published>2011-01-09T17:06:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T19:06:59.359-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ai... esse coração</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/TSoHcEpOs3I/AAAAAAAAA9k/XGxqwCD1fF8/s1600/olhos_vendados.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="200" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560264868806701938" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/TSoHcEpOs3I/AAAAAAAAA9k/XGxqwCD1fF8/s200/olhos_vendados.jpg" style="display: block; height: 320px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 231px;" width="144" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Meu coração bate forte e alto &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;para que o seu possa sentí-lo e ouvi-lo &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;que seu amor nunca morra e se esqueça do meu...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-8265410817794080463?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/8265410817794080463/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=8265410817794080463' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-2014098486849708818</id><published>2011-01-09T16:54:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T19:07:28.724-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Desejos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/TSoFg6fFxkI/AAAAAAAAA9c/rzEoACIbggA/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560262752955909698" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/TSoFg6fFxkI/AAAAAAAAA9c/rzEoACIbggA/s320/images.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 225px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 225px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;olhos vendados,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;coração quente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;pequenos toques...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;a boca, o cheiro, dengo e  desejo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;tudo que eu queria, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;momento em que te sinto e nao te vejo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;..retire a venda dos teus olhos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;By Thyta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-2014098486849708818?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2014098486849708818/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=2014098486849708818' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-5017037011971056784</id><published>2011-01-09T16:46:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T19:07:46.706-02:00</updated><title type='text'>lá fora...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/TSoDznpL-NI/AAAAAAAAA9U/2mqiEsU7Nhs/s1600/coracao-janela-chuva_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560260875292244178" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/TSoDznpL-NI/AAAAAAAAA9U/2mqiEsU7Nhs/s320/coracao-janela-chuva_.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;chove la fora...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;e, flores de algodão &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;estampa de amor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;a saudade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;ainda latente &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;em meu coração!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;by Thy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-5017037011971056784?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/5017037011971056784/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=5017037011971056784' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-8473843062906197074</id><published>2009-10-27T15:09:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T19:08:05.196-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Você fica me olhando...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SucqqTr_H1I/AAAAAAAAA7w/7vfGmrhUhLM/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397329584754466642" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SucqqTr_H1I/AAAAAAAAA7w/7vfGmrhUhLM/s320/images.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 91px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 128px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Você fica me olhando...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Vai me querer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Que sensação tão boa, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Achar que esta me amando...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Thy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-8473843062906197074?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/8473843062906197074/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=8473843062906197074' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/8473843062906197074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/8473843062906197074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/10/voce-fica-me-olhando.html' title='Você fica me olhando...'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SucqqTr_H1I/AAAAAAAAA7w/7vfGmrhUhLM/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-2010842453578104303</id><published>2009-10-23T16:00:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T19:08:34.656-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Voce existe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SuHvcRazSfI/AAAAAAAAA7g/d-Nlc9peYlA/s1600-h/4za.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395857097557756402" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SuHvcRazSfI/AAAAAAAAA7g/d-Nlc9peYlA/s320/4za.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 283px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Olho para a imensidão do céu, observo a grandeza das montanhas, perto de mim, quebram-se imponentes ondas, que enriquecem ainda mais a beleza do distante horizonte.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Você existe...isso me basta...&lt;/b&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/7505626109828584928-2010842453578104303?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2010842453578104303/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=2010842453578104303' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/2010842453578104303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/2010842453578104303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/10/olho-para-imensidao-do-ceu-observo.html' title='Voce existe...'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SuHvcRazSfI/AAAAAAAAA7g/d-Nlc9peYlA/s72-c/4za.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-158408277362177018</id><published>2009-10-23T15:42:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T16:09:15.316-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Papelzinho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SuHuJZoXuWI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/hlY-Cc_Gph4/s1600-h/IVAN_ALENCAR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395855673833011554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SuHuJZoXuWI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/hlY-Cc_Gph4/s320/IVAN_ALENCAR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SuHuJZoXuWI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/hlY-Cc_Gph4/s1600-h/IVAN_ALENCAR.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Papelzinho&lt;br /&gt;Thy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem fazia um frio...&lt;br /&gt;Olhando pela janela não via nada.&lt;br /&gt;De repente veio o vazio!&lt;br /&gt;Coisa parada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como combater uma dor tão latente?&lt;br /&gt;Destas que, nos atropelam e chegam repentinamente?&lt;br /&gt;Lembrei de fechar meus olhos...&lt;br /&gt;E fugir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentei isolar-me um pouquinho...&lt;br /&gt;Revirei os bolsos na blusa&lt;br /&gt;E toquei um papelzinho&lt;br /&gt;Ai tudo se refez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma lembrança viva da primeira vez.&lt;br /&gt;Uma cor...&lt;br /&gt;Um sorriso escarlate&lt;br /&gt;Um papelzinho com cheiro de chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedaço adocicado do amor&lt;br /&gt;Quebrando a frieza da ausência.&lt;br /&gt;Gosto doce na boca&lt;br /&gt;Justificando no amor a existência.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-158408277362177018?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/158408277362177018/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=158408277362177018' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/158408277362177018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/158408277362177018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/10/papelzinho-thyta-ontem-fazia-um-frio.html' title='Papelzinho'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SuHuJZoXuWI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/hlY-Cc_Gph4/s72-c/IVAN_ALENCAR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-771029300398924244</id><published>2009-09-05T12:28:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T16:18:18.380-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pai Herói</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SuHzEnOGooI/AAAAAAAAA7o/ikPutBFmcQo/s1600-h/pai-amor-e-a-fidelidade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395861089139729026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SuHzEnOGooI/AAAAAAAAA7o/ikPutBFmcQo/s320/pai-amor-e-a-fidelidade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SqKE3YkNWzI/AAAAAAAAA7A/XhLbFUYW5A8/s1600-h/26613.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pai Herói&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By Thyta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tempos que não volta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faz minha infância recordar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Momentos secretos que guardo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pra sempre num álbum de memórias.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como aprendi a viver?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Com quem aprendi sobre mim?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em cada amanhecer um significado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um começo, meio e fim.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lembro-me emocionada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando criança em teu colo deitava&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suas mãos, meus cabelos afagavam.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem que nada precisasse ser dito&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O silencio por nós falava.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Algo poético&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Entre pai e filha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carinho e cuidado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem excessos pra sentir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tudo como num simples afago.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoje, com olhar cansado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu herói se veste afetuoso como no passado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cada vez mais emotivo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fala baixinho e com o mesmo cuidado.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pai, tudo que ensinou&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu guardo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A semente que plantou ainda cresce.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas sem o medo da dor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porque nunca esqueço&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que me tens seu amor.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-771029300398924244?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/771029300398924244/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=771029300398924244' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/771029300398924244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/771029300398924244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/09/pai-heroi.html' title='Pai Herói'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SuHzEnOGooI/AAAAAAAAA7o/ikPutBFmcQo/s72-c/pai-amor-e-a-fidelidade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-6012347236000674519</id><published>2009-09-05T11:54:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T19:15:20.415-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Poeta disfarçado de solidão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SqKCAlHUGrI/AAAAAAAAA64/2T6qawaXaT0/s1600-h/untitledj.bmp"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378003851508193970" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SqKCAlHUGrI/AAAAAAAAA64/2T6qawaXaT0/s320/untitledj.bmp" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 246px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Poeta disfarçado de solidão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;By thy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Passando pela vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Tentando ser feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sem medo e receio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;de esquecer o que sempre quis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Procurando novos rumos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;repensando o passado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Fazendo tudo que ao seu alcance&lt;br /&gt;esta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;És poeta disfarçando a solidão. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Por carregar no olhar a sombra de um amor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Nada te satisfez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Amas porque sua alma se encontra em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Comunhão com a lua. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sem saber o que sente e como sente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;O mundo se distancia de suas&lt;br /&gt;vontades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Facilmente muda de lugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Porque desde menino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Procurou a lua amar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-6012347236000674519?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/6012347236000674519/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=6012347236000674519' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/6012347236000674519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/6012347236000674519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/09/poeta-disfarcado-de-solidao.html' title='Poeta disfarçado de solidão'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SqKCAlHUGrI/AAAAAAAAA64/2T6qawaXaT0/s72-c/untitledj.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-3614602324888517565</id><published>2009-09-02T15:37:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T19:15:51.871-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma Brisa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp68J-E9gvI/AAAAAAAAA5s/slHPQcaQgKk/s1600-h/vvvv.bmp"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376941884595602162" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp68J-E9gvI/AAAAAAAAA5s/slHPQcaQgKk/s320/vvvv.bmp" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 229px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Uma brisa suave envolve minha face&lt;br /&gt;Saudades é o que sinto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;By Thy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-3614602324888517565?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3614602324888517565/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=3614602324888517565' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/3614602324888517565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/3614602324888517565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/09/uma-brisa-suave-envolve-minha-face.html' title='Uma Brisa...'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp68J-E9gvI/AAAAAAAAA5s/slHPQcaQgKk/s72-c/vvvv.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-2466364256327693100</id><published>2009-09-02T15:35:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T15:10:09.940-03:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SqKA6kYDgeI/AAAAAAAAA6w/5AFXn3IPioY/s1600-h/viagem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378002648719131106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SqKA6kYDgeI/AAAAAAAAA6w/5AFXn3IPioY/s320/viagem.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Posso sentir meu coração&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mas meus pensamentos fogem de mim...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Thy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-2466364256327693100?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2466364256327693100/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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mistérios.&lt;br /&gt;Dançando nas asas do tempo,&lt;br /&gt;Num lugar só meu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora escrevo para a lua,&lt;br /&gt;Que transformou as sombras em sonhos,&lt;br /&gt;Duas partes perdidas no mundo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escrevo como se voasse para o infinito&lt;br /&gt;Sozinha libertei-me das feridas&lt;br /&gt;Dos sonhos queimados&lt;br /&gt;E dos sentimentos perdidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danço nas recordações&lt;br /&gt;Na solidão de mim mesma.&lt;br /&gt;Consolidando em cada verso real&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Podendo tocá-lo em sua essência.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Restando uma saudade&lt;br /&gt;Num mundo colorido de sonhos&lt;br /&gt;Posso ouvir o silencio do amor&lt;br /&gt;E o frescor da imagem&lt;br /&gt;Que ficou em mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-6197925061355311629?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Havia uma chama&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem planejar nada... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aconteceu!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desejo e vontade que vieram de longe,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nem sei bem explicar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se houve entrega, ou, se me prendeu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sei lá!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sei que foi o melhor momento do amor com fantasia,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que eu tive, que eu dei.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por ele esqueci de tudo na vida.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fiquei sem medo de nada e entreguei!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem a obrigação de um abraço!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem o passado em revista.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem desculpas no esforço que faço!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem nada forçado entre nós...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Só percebi tudo isso quando me beijou...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Percebi que ainda havia uma chama!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um grito que não calou...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que acendeu e hoje inflama.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Já não me sentiria sem graça...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não disfarçaria a tristeza.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não seria capaz de que o tempo disfarça...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Percebi que seu amor é a maior riqueza.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Thygel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Direitos reservados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-261373187744202469?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/261373187744202469/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=261373187744202469' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-3931321812831107032</id><published>2009-09-02T15:03:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T15:24:27.343-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Precioso Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp60B7y2xPI/AAAAAAAAA5M/F9tEEYDJ98g/s1600-h/1-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376932950450816242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp60B7y2xPI/AAAAAAAAA5M/F9tEEYDJ98g/s320/1-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Precioso amor&lt;br /&gt;By Thyta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aconteceu,&lt;br /&gt;Sem planos&lt;br /&gt;Somente desejos que vieram de longe...&lt;br /&gt;Nem há como explicar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fechei meus olhos na noite&lt;br /&gt;O céu caiu em mim.&lt;br /&gt;Caminhei em silencio&lt;br /&gt;E em silencio permaneci.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nossos corações se uniram em cumplicidade&lt;br /&gt;E navegou nas ondas do mar&lt;br /&gt;Como uma viaje sublime,&lt;br /&gt;Entregue a ventura do amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expus meus versos&lt;br /&gt;Rasgando todo o peito&lt;br /&gt;Entregue ao devaneio&lt;br /&gt;Completando o luar numa doce canção&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feita de saudade&lt;br /&gt;Alma continua silenciosa&lt;br /&gt;Enamorada de verdade&lt;br /&gt;É festa em meu coração. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-3931321812831107032?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3931321812831107032/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Num lago sereno vejo a saudade dos momentos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que se perde em meio aos pensamentos... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma dor vem doendo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que ate meu coração chora.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A lua vai sumindo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na escura noite se diluindo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-2671361743591448895?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2671361743591448895/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SnEi7yn9-RI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/PlRv2e6Icw8/s1600-h/untitled1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Incurável amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By Thyta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O vento toca minha face&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando a noite vem me beijar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O luar inunda o espaço &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Com sua majestosa claridade.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deixa um perfume eterno&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Secreto entre os laranjais em flor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Despertando o desejo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rdente e queimando de amor.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A noite rompe mansamente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fazendo-te tão presente em mim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Numa ânsia de ser amada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em todo o tempo por ti.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que havia esquecido&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Naquele momento brotou&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Absorta nas lembranças&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marcada por teus versos de amor.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;28/07/09 &lt;/div&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/7505626109828584928-6981767357589688030?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SmzFwEiRFII/AAAAAAAAA4Q/JKABt9qITWo/s320/b8b574d81b0a2889a0358c45533c9c4f_web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SmzEHlElkxI/AAAAAAAAA4I/tFljlWP9WbE/s1600-h/untitleda.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma vida só...&lt;br /&gt;By Thyta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procurei por um sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Desesperado de emoção.&lt;br /&gt;Mas encontrei em teus olhos&lt;br /&gt;A canção que se calou no silencio&lt;br /&gt;Daquela paixão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em ternuras a revelar-se&lt;br /&gt;Busquei palavras tentando entender&lt;br /&gt;Mergulhei na alma me desfazendo&lt;br /&gt;Das incertezas revividas naqueles sonhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em cada encontro,&lt;br /&gt;Uma saudade e um desespero.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto por mim a vida passar&lt;br /&gt;O destino, caprichosoFez-nos distantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma vida só...&lt;br /&gt;E mesmo por não estarmos juntos&lt;br /&gt;E por nada acontecer... Não me aquieto&lt;br /&gt;Porque sei que este amor a cada instante&lt;br /&gt;Retoca as falhas abertas pela vida.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-4471973110863322292?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/4471973110863322292/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=4471973110863322292' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/4471973110863322292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/4471973110863322292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/07/uma-vida-so.html' title='Uma vida só...'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SmzFwEiRFII/AAAAAAAAA4Q/JKABt9qITWo/s72-c/b8b574d81b0a2889a0358c45533c9c4f_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-4537582399218543559</id><published>2009-07-05T17:00:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T17:03:06.454-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouço no vento entre as folhas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SlEG51Lgj9I/AAAAAAAAA3o/UfbRVcMoj0g/s1600-h/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355069022517891026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SlEG51Lgj9I/AAAAAAAAA3o/UfbRVcMoj0g/s320/blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ouço no vento entre as folhas&lt;br /&gt;(versão DM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouço no silencio do meu quarto&lt;br /&gt;O vento deslizando entre as folhas...&lt;br /&gt;Navegando em sentimentos...&lt;br /&gt;Mergulhando nas minhas saudades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto a brisa assoviando no ar.&lt;br /&gt;E o vento me trazendo de longe&lt;br /&gt;O cheiro do seu perfume...&lt;br /&gt;E o encanto de um olhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonhando guardo sua essência.&lt;br /&gt;Por entre lembranças que caminham, fazendo o coração palpitar.&lt;br /&gt;O vento deslizando as folhas...&lt;br /&gt;Há coisas que o tempo não consegue apagar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coisas do meu coração...&lt;br /&gt;Que exalam com ardor:&lt;br /&gt;O perfume de uma historia&lt;br /&gt;Que ainda arde de amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Thyta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In, Amo Poesias Românticas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-4537582399218543559?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/4537582399218543559/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=4537582399218543559' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/4537582399218543559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/4537582399218543559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/07/ouco-no-vento-entre-as-folhas.html' title='Ouço no vento entre as folhas'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SlEG51Lgj9I/AAAAAAAAA3o/UfbRVcMoj0g/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-8606734184479714920</id><published>2009-07-05T16:35:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T16:54:24.064-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma emoção nasce no silencio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SlEEoax1yKI/AAAAAAAAA3g/fuxSQdTs2Wg/s1600-h/2077171_tg25l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355066524349876386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SlEEoax1yKI/AAAAAAAAA3g/fuxSQdTs2Wg/s320/2077171_tg25l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uma emoção nasce no silencio&lt;br /&gt;Impenetrável labirinto&lt;br /&gt;Reflete em mim...&lt;br /&gt;Mas sigo a viagem, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vivendo desta ilusão. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porque o tempo me surpreende&lt;br /&gt;Vive correndo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deixando-me na solidão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thyta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-8606734184479714920?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/8606734184479714920/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=8606734184479714920' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/8606734184479714920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/8606734184479714920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/07/uma-emocao-nasce-no-silencio.html' title='Uma emoção nasce no silencio'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SlEEoax1yKI/AAAAAAAAA3g/fuxSQdTs2Wg/s72-c/2077171_tg25l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-3556976081033135667</id><published>2009-07-04T21:29:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T21:42:32.539-03:00</updated><title type='text'>É apenas um instante</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sk_2p7zPn7I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/9M3Pn8k5KyM/s1600-h/untitleda.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354769682254503858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sk_2p7zPn7I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/9M3Pn8k5KyM/s320/untitleda.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É apenas um instante&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por trás da poesia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Há mais que o verso.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Homem, mulher...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apelo, um grito!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Há o momento obscuro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De um homem... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que não consegue nomear no universo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O significado para paixão.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cisma traiçoeiro!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Com olhos cheios de mágoas...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O tempo dos seus medos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Só revela outras águas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Há a mulher...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A fonte da emoção.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dos versos de ontem e sempre...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chamada solidão.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Há o pranto das palavras...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que perguntam se eu te amava&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ou, se é apenas mais um instante...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Da saudade virando inspiração.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Patricia Braga &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-3556976081033135667?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3556976081033135667/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=3556976081033135667' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/3556976081033135667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/3556976081033135667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/07/e-apenas-um-instante.html' title='É apenas um instante'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sk_2p7zPn7I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/9M3Pn8k5KyM/s72-c/untitleda.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-9010985342843937681</id><published>2009-06-30T00:45:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T00:58:21.718-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Atrás de uma saudade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SkmL4ApN6dI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/JPx7-gTYHx8/s1600-h/image001,.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352963426468358610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SkmL4ApN6dI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/JPx7-gTYHx8/s320/image001,.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SkmLkOxfD4I/AAAAAAAAA3I/5oUKuUxIYjw/s1600-h/untitledn.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352963086663749506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SkmLkOxfD4I/AAAAAAAAA3I/5oUKuUxIYjw/s320/untitledn.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Atrás de uma saudade&lt;br /&gt;By Thyta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto a vida se afastando. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem cansar essa angustia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dia e noite corrói,&lt;br /&gt;Queimando lentamente&lt;br /&gt;Cada parte do meu ser.&lt;br /&gt;Vontade de ao seu lado estar&lt;br /&gt;Com brincadeiras bobas&lt;br /&gt;O teu sorriso ganhar&lt;br /&gt;Falando de medos, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Confessando desejos.&lt;br /&gt;Pra de novo em tua historia estar.&lt;br /&gt;Mas os pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;Voam como o vento&lt;br /&gt;Dobram esquinas&lt;br /&gt;Rodopiam, sem parar&lt;br /&gt;Cobrindo toda minha face&lt;br /&gt;E uma nevoa não me permite neste sonho voar.&lt;br /&gt;Atrás dessa saudade&lt;br /&gt;Descubro a emoção que nasce no silencio&lt;br /&gt;Como a neve no inverno&lt;br /&gt;Como a chuva e o orvalho na noite fria&lt;br /&gt;Impenetrável&lt;br /&gt;Mas oculta refletindo em mim...&lt;br /&gt;Sigo a viagem vivendo desta ilusão,&lt;br /&gt;Escondida, pequenina, fragil...&lt;br /&gt;Mas com as lembranças que a noite,&lt;br /&gt;Somente à noite&lt;br /&gt;Surpreende o tempo&lt;br /&gt;Acalentando meu coração.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-9010985342843937681?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/9010985342843937681/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=9010985342843937681' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/9010985342843937681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/9010985342843937681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/06/atras-de-uma-saudade.html' title='Atrás de uma saudade'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SkmL4ApN6dI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/JPx7-gTYHx8/s72-c/image001,.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-1474041478282898673</id><published>2009-06-12T23:25:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T23:34:16.215-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Veja o que aconteceu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SjMP5WCRcDI/AAAAAAAAA14/pt5qQKGKznU/s1600-h/mulherloirasonhando.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346634660460982322" style="DISPLAY: block; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Remexi as poesias...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Misturei meus versos aos teus.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roubei a sua fantasia...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Veja o que aconteceu!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Procurei nas palavras&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rima para uma balada só minha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qual foi a surpresa...!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Imaginei que fosse eu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Eu) que sonhei a vida inteira&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por encontrar alguém assim.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que depois da euforia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desdobrasse seus versos por mim.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Misturei tudo de nós.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor, medo, desejo e a cama forrada com flores...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Veja o que aconteceu!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Até parece que foi sonho meu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Thyta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-1474041478282898673?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/1474041478282898673/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=1474041478282898673' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/1474041478282898673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/1474041478282898673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/06/veja-o-que-aconteceu.html' title='Veja o que aconteceu!'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SjMP5WCRcDI/AAAAAAAAA14/pt5qQKGKznU/s72-c/mulherloirasonhando.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-969176180782040660</id><published>2009-06-12T11:21:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T11:36:06.010-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mil mulheres</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SjJnu7ifotI/AAAAAAAAA1o/VOitr0vUyFk/s1600-h/Rostro_en_pink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346449763596214994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 408px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SjJnu7ifotI/AAAAAAAAA1o/VOitr0vUyFk/s320/Rostro_en_pink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SjJlHilRw5I/AAAAAAAAA1U/BHVJRAIQTpQ/s1600-h/amigas12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346446887858848658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SjJlHilRw5I/AAAAAAAAA1U/BHVJRAIQTpQ/s320/amigas12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mil mulheres&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Thyta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senti-me incapaz...&lt;br /&gt;Por não deixar que me amasse.&lt;br /&gt;Algo estranho assim...&lt;br /&gt;Como se meu corpo queimasse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Descompasso.&lt;br /&gt;Mais esse defeito...&lt;br /&gt;Já não bastava o coração insatisfeito,&lt;br /&gt;E mais este fiasco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquela vontade de juntar frustrações...&lt;br /&gt;Combinar todas as emoções&lt;br /&gt;Canalizar em você&lt;br /&gt;Essa vontade louca de lhe quer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com esse amargor em meu peito...&lt;br /&gt;Desejei ser mil mulheres a te interromper&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que queimasse...&lt;br /&gt;Vesti-me do seu prazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desejei ser seu destino traiçoeiro...&lt;br /&gt;Seu gemido de tempo inteiro.&lt;br /&gt;E, não ter que revirar o travesseiro, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dizendo que não te quis,&lt;br /&gt;Desejei ser seu destino e te fazer feliz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-969176180782040660?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/969176180782040660/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=969176180782040660' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/969176180782040660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/969176180782040660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/06/mil-mulheres.html' title='Mil mulheres'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SjJnu7ifotI/AAAAAAAAA1o/VOitr0vUyFk/s72-c/Rostro_en_pink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-9121963022270685735</id><published>2009-05-31T12:25:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T12:34:01.784-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Não sei o que dizer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SiKjDMjA6mI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/5PwxDEdXXWY/s1600-h/untitledbb.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342011383317850722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SiKjDMjA6mI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/5PwxDEdXXWY/s320/untitledbb.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não sei o que dizer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By Thyta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Onde devo procurar?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não sei...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sei que seu sonho ilumina o meu rosto.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esperança menina é meu gosto.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Onde você esta?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não sei...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Será que existe um lugar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que você possa estar e me esperar?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Existirá este momento?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Será o amor apenas um pensamento?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beijo improvisado...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sua boca encostando-se a terra.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que irei dizer quando te encontrar?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não sei o que dizer...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas preciso te mostrar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O quanto gosto de você.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você fica me olhando...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vai me querer?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que sensação tão boa, achar que esta me amando.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não sei... Meu coração vai me dizer. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-9121963022270685735?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/9121963022270685735/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=9121963022270685735' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/9121963022270685735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/9121963022270685735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/05/nao-sei-o-que-dizer.html' title='Não sei o que dizer'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SiKjDMjA6mI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/5PwxDEdXXWY/s72-c/untitledbb.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-5036228907543207485</id><published>2009-05-17T14:01:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T14:29:35.153-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Doces descobertas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/ShBGt8hVs0I/AAAAAAAAA0I/yVup3TaCzm4/s1600-h/40743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336843313588056898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/ShBGt8hVs0I/AAAAAAAAA0I/yVup3TaCzm4/s320/40743.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doce descobertas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By Thyta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em busca de descobertas,&lt;br /&gt;Corro desvendando mistérios.&lt;br /&gt;Dançando nas asas do tempo,&lt;br /&gt;Num lugar só meu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora escrevo para a lua,&lt;br /&gt;Que transformou as sombras em sonhos,&lt;br /&gt;Duas partes perdidas no mundo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escrevo como se voasse para o infinito&lt;br /&gt;Sozinha libertei-me das feridas&lt;br /&gt;Dos sonhos queimados&lt;br /&gt;E dos sentimentos perdidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danço nas recordações&lt;br /&gt;Na solidão de mim mesma.&lt;br /&gt;Consolidando em cada verso real&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Podendo tocá-lo em sua essência.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Restando uma unica saudade&lt;br /&gt;Num mundo colorido de sonhos&lt;br /&gt;Onde posso ouvir o silencio do amor&lt;br /&gt;E o frescor da imagem&lt;br /&gt;Que ficou em mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-5036228907543207485?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/5036228907543207485/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=5036228907543207485' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/5036228907543207485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/5036228907543207485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/05/doces-descobertas.html' title='Doces descobertas'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/ShBGt8hVs0I/AAAAAAAAA0I/yVup3TaCzm4/s72-c/40743.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-2911559577247737066</id><published>2009-05-17T13:29:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T13:36:44.141-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Um amor sentido</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/ShA841lekfI/AAAAAAAAA0A/k2GcnELxoIE/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336832505588650482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/ShA841lekfI/AAAAAAAAA0A/k2GcnELxoIE/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um amor sentido&lt;br /&gt;By Thyta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto a chuva molha meu rosto&lt;br /&gt;Esconde uma lagrima&lt;br /&gt;No silencio da aflição&lt;br /&gt;Distanciando-me da felicidade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixo os sonhos pelo caminho&lt;br /&gt;Um amor sentido&lt;br /&gt;Sentimento esculpido,&lt;br /&gt;Entre a música que sai do coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tua ausência me desespera&lt;br /&gt;Angustio-me sem conter&lt;br /&gt;Sua saudade cai dentro de mim&lt;br /&gt;Ao deixar o que passou se proceder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perda de sonhos onde o sol resgata&lt;br /&gt;Na tarde deleita...&lt;br /&gt;Escorre entre meus dedos&lt;br /&gt;Como areias de mares infindos&lt;br /&gt;No intimo um amor sentido... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-2911559577247737066?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2911559577247737066/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=2911559577247737066' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/2911559577247737066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/2911559577247737066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/05/um-amor-sentido.html' title='Um amor sentido'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/ShA841lekfI/AAAAAAAAA0A/k2GcnELxoIE/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-87272512693552328</id><published>2009-05-02T11:33:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T11:49:42.942-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotas de água</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sfxctnb4fdI/AAAAAAAAAzU/Bhkt0WFNqjU/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331237997649624530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sfxctnb4fdI/AAAAAAAAAzU/Bhkt0WFNqjU/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gotas de agua &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheio da tua ausencia,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me angustio, a cada hora q passa, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A cada istante...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pelo meu pensamento,com um fio.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Es uma gota d´agua, tremultante&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma gota suspensa e cintilante&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Limpida e imovel como um desafio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tua ausencia é a presença triunfante&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daquela gota q ficou no fio.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As outras todas celeres pingaram&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E cairam na terra onde se secaram&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So tu ficaste, u&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ltima gota assim,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como uma estrela sem ter firmamento.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suspensa no fim do meu pensamento,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E a brilhar,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem cair dentro de mim!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Papai Braga.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-87272512693552328?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/87272512693552328/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=87272512693552328' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/87272512693552328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/87272512693552328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/05/gotas-de-agua.html' title='Gotas de água'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sfxctnb4fdI/AAAAAAAAAzU/Bhkt0WFNqjU/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-5626675311937878197</id><published>2009-04-12T00:31:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T14:40:56.385-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O que sinto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SeFjkDXLm6I/AAAAAAAAAy8/ooalboxDe_A/s1600-h/untitledg.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323645705557613474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SeFjkDXLm6I/AAAAAAAAAy8/ooalboxDe_A/s320/untitledg.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que sinto&lt;br /&gt;By Thyta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É um desejo de grito&lt;br /&gt;Expulsão de medos&lt;br /&gt;Magoas e tristezas&lt;br /&gt;Toda dor presa no peito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solidão faz companhia&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me fraca para continuar&lt;br /&gt;Busco nos lábios um sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Para tristeza disfarçar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este grito é meu,&lt;br /&gt;A dor também é física&lt;br /&gt;Falta-me um abraço&lt;br /&gt;Para o corpo acalentar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corro atrás do tempo&lt;br /&gt;Encontro-me num silencio&lt;br /&gt;Um vazio de existência&lt;br /&gt;Uma coisa oca que mais parece morta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olho o infinito&lt;br /&gt;E solto meu grito&lt;br /&gt;Libero de meu instinto&lt;br /&gt;Toda ansiedade escura que sinto.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;10/04/2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-5626675311937878197?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/5626675311937878197/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=5626675311937878197' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/5626675311937878197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/5626675311937878197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/04/o-que-sinto.html' title='O que sinto'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SeFjkDXLm6I/AAAAAAAAAy8/ooalboxDe_A/s72-c/untitledg.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-4603764416195106362</id><published>2009-04-12T00:14:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T14:37:33.963-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Teu jeito ao me olhar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SeFf1cJFveI/AAAAAAAAAy0/_oMjSrydgxg/s1600-h/img0489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323641606220660194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SeFf1cJFveI/AAAAAAAAAy0/_oMjSrydgxg/s320/img0489.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teu jeito ao me olhar&lt;br /&gt;By Thyta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teu jeito ao me olhar&lt;br /&gt;Faz-me acreditar&lt;br /&gt;Nas manhas cheias de amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No calor do teu abraço&lt;br /&gt;Meu corpo tende a ser dominado.&lt;br /&gt;Escuto sua voz&lt;br /&gt;Fujo de mim e esqueço o que me assola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto o afago de tuas mãos&lt;br /&gt;Pensamentos sem rumo&lt;br /&gt;Em meio às lembranças que lentas caminham...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu me vejo embalada no teu colo&lt;br /&gt;Num instante profundo&lt;br /&gt;E me entrego a este amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tua face em minha face&lt;br /&gt;Fixa marcas&lt;br /&gt;Molda nossas vontades&lt;br /&gt;Perfuma o espaço sem limite de tempo. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;10/04/2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-4603764416195106362?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/4603764416195106362/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=4603764416195106362' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/4603764416195106362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/4603764416195106362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/04/teu-jeito-ao-me-olhar.html' title='Teu jeito ao me olhar'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SeFf1cJFveI/AAAAAAAAAy0/_oMjSrydgxg/s72-c/img0489.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-1765947114759908743</id><published>2009-04-12T00:02:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T00:09:53.244-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Um novo dia com você</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SeFbNx7CFdI/AAAAAAAAAys/fPvuGTo1QJQ/s1600-h/1235995446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323636526826001874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SeFbNx7CFdI/AAAAAAAAAys/fPvuGTo1QJQ/s320/1235995446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um novo dia com você&lt;br /&gt;By Thyta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um novo dia despertou&lt;br /&gt;A luz do sol veio me acordar&lt;br /&gt;Um sonho passou&lt;br /&gt;E você aqui esta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olho em teus olhos&lt;br /&gt;E uma esperança nasce em mim&lt;br /&gt;Em teus gestos e palavras&lt;br /&gt;A certeza que o amor existe sim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renascente de um coração sensível&lt;br /&gt;Despertando na alma o hálito do amor&lt;br /&gt;A lua brilhou, flutuou no espaço.&lt;br /&gt;Verteu-se em sonhos dourados&lt;br /&gt;E sorriu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O resto era silencio&lt;br /&gt;E a poesia enchia a vida de cor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de tudo o sonho é real&lt;br /&gt;No amor, e em teu jeito de me olhar.&lt;br /&gt;Está aqui, é só o que importa&lt;br /&gt;Quando o dia terminar.&lt;br /&gt;10/04/2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-1765947114759908743?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/1765947114759908743/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=1765947114759908743' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/1765947114759908743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/1765947114759908743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/04/um-novo-dia-com-voce-by-thyta-um-novo.html' title='Um novo dia com você'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SeFbNx7CFdI/AAAAAAAAAys/fPvuGTo1QJQ/s72-c/1235995446.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-3493078789064916319</id><published>2009-04-10T16:49:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T17:03:26.063-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Minha alegria é estar com voce</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sd-lO1liI7I/AAAAAAAAAyk/cJRiUyPe3gk/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323154958896473010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sd-lO1liI7I/AAAAAAAAAyk/cJRiUyPe3gk/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Minha alegria é estar cm voce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By Thyta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De visão cega&lt;br /&gt;De humano sentimento&lt;br /&gt;Um amor do meu jeito&lt;br /&gt;Possui meu instinto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perco-me neste momento&lt;br /&gt;E cheia de seqüelas&lt;br /&gt;Brinco de sobreviver&lt;br /&gt;Porque não sei fazer diferente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda acredito que sou a mesma&lt;br /&gt;Cheia de falhas e erros...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim sou a mesma,&lt;br /&gt;Revestida de pele&lt;br /&gt;Calculista...&lt;br /&gt;Planejo a minha alegria&lt;br /&gt;Porque não sei viver sem você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;10/04/2009&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/7505626109828584928-3493078789064916319?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3493078789064916319/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=3493078789064916319' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/3493078789064916319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/3493078789064916319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/04/minha-alegria-e-estar-com-voce.html' title='Minha alegria é estar com voce'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sd-lO1liI7I/AAAAAAAAAyk/cJRiUyPe3gk/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-3989828766573425363</id><published>2009-04-10T16:21:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T16:44:13.816-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lembrança do teu beijo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sd-hFPna91I/AAAAAAAAAyc/7F3bl5XfkrI/s1600-h/beijo008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323150396038510418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sd-hFPna91I/AAAAAAAAAyc/7F3bl5XfkrI/s320/beijo008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lembrança do teu beijo&lt;br /&gt;By Thyta &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A lembrança do teu beijo&lt;br /&gt;Em devaneio me exila&lt;br /&gt;Existências de vida e sonho&lt;br /&gt;Testemunhas de um tempo&lt;br /&gt;Longe e distante como a solidão da noite. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seu toque me domina&lt;br /&gt;Quando a brisa me refresca&lt;br /&gt;No escuro do meu dia, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teus olhos brilham para mim&lt;br /&gt;E nos teus braços descubro o amor que procurei. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como se a lua me presenteasse&lt;br /&gt;Com graça a tua essência&lt;br /&gt;Um mundo tão perfeito se colore&lt;br /&gt;Afugentando meus medos&lt;br /&gt;De fantasias, revivo.&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente pela lembrança do teu beijo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/04/2009 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-3989828766573425363?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3989828766573425363/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=3989828766573425363' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/3989828766573425363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/3989828766573425363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/04/lembranca-do-teu-beijo.html' title='Lembrança do teu beijo'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sd-hFPna91I/AAAAAAAAAyc/7F3bl5XfkrI/s72-c/beijo008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-4629062767705293212</id><published>2009-03-27T23:18:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:36:28.097-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu coração acumula prejuízos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sc2M1d3ZUBI/AAAAAAAAAyU/3pT3inn05yk/s1600-h/Tornado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318061585172353042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sc2M1d3ZUBI/AAAAAAAAAyU/3pT3inn05yk/s320/Tornado.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meu coração acumula prejuízos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by Thyta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aniquilo-me aos poucos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perdida numa vontade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Por não conseguir esconder&lt;br /&gt;Morro delirando a ausência de você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu me entrego sem respostas&lt;br /&gt;Um grito sufocado exala&lt;br /&gt;O que eu não consigo dizer&lt;br /&gt;E choro sem medo um desejo contido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A saudade se abate em meu rosto&lt;br /&gt;Limito-me ao tempo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perco-me nesta procura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Viro ao avesso e te amo sem noção.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imortalizei-te em minhas veias&lt;br /&gt;O tempo todo te preciso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Para acalantar meu coração&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que solitario acumula prejuizos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-4629062767705293212?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/4629062767705293212/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=4629062767705293212' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/4629062767705293212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/4629062767705293212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/03/meu-coracao-acumula-prejuizos.html' title='Meu coração acumula prejuízos'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sc2M1d3ZUBI/AAAAAAAAAyU/3pT3inn05yk/s72-c/Tornado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-4379624191574708690</id><published>2009-03-27T23:15:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:17:00.938-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Memórias da noite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sc2IgFnHjUI/AAAAAAAAAyM/sapM4na5nBU/s1600-h/saudade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318056819837865282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sc2IgFnHjUI/AAAAAAAAAyM/sapM4na5nBU/s320/saudade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Memórias da noite&lt;br /&gt;By Thyta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas memórias da noite&lt;br /&gt;Confesso-te o meu lamento&lt;br /&gt;Eu tão sozinha e tu partiste&lt;br /&gt;Deixando no palpitar do coração&lt;br /&gt;Um sopro triste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lá fora a noite chora comigo,&lt;br /&gt;Porque nos despedimos de forma anormal&lt;br /&gt;Sem adeus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levaste contigo pedaços de meus beijos&lt;br /&gt;Deixaste comigo soluços e saudade&lt;br /&gt;Minha mente flutua no espaço&lt;br /&gt;Lagrimas umedecem os olhos meus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por fim dentro de mim&lt;br /&gt;Dorme ainda o amor&lt;br /&gt;A vida continua na veia arder&lt;br /&gt;Quando estou a te recordar&lt;br /&gt;Na memória da noite.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-4379624191574708690?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/4379624191574708690/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=4379624191574708690' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/4379624191574708690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/4379624191574708690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/03/memorias-da-noite.html' title='Memórias da noite'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sc2IgFnHjUI/AAAAAAAAAyM/sapM4na5nBU/s72-c/saudade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-5578771098177323897</id><published>2009-03-27T23:07:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:14:30.281-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Estou feliz e viva</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sc2HqXTV1dI/AAAAAAAAAyE/eS85xVkHtpw/s1600-h/ATgAAAAMMPyJ5Fl6FsaLBpI1-3l5uuxjWcZKpcvSRc2-lytR8MvBqqiV1pgThjj184VnNZ1Jq6eQ3hNAFfEzFIiA07lKAJtU9VC3B_E7xmIj_lRATCbpLGwZwU1d5g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318055896873817554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sc2HqXTV1dI/AAAAAAAAAyE/eS85xVkHtpw/s320/ATgAAAAMMPyJ5Fl6FsaLBpI1-3l5uuxjWcZKpcvSRc2-lytR8MvBqqiV1pgThjj184VnNZ1Jq6eQ3hNAFfEzFIiA07lKAJtU9VC3B_E7xmIj_lRATCbpLGwZwU1d5g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estou feliz e viva&lt;br /&gt;By Thyta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tarde já termina&lt;br /&gt;E minha tristeza anda perdida&lt;br /&gt;Oculto um desejo só meu&lt;br /&gt;Ao ouvir aquela suave musica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um instante profundo&lt;br /&gt;De paz interior faz-me pulsar&lt;br /&gt;Das tuas lembranças&lt;br /&gt;E o tempo constrói sobre mim a saudade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E sentindo meu desejo&lt;br /&gt;Contento-me em olhar o céu&lt;br /&gt;Procurando no infinito&lt;br /&gt;Andanças da imaginação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou pra onde o vento me leva&lt;br /&gt;Repouso num lugar tranqüilo&lt;br /&gt;Recupero as forças dançando no ar&lt;br /&gt;Esvaindo-me em ternura&lt;br /&gt;Estou feliz e viva.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-5578771098177323897?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/5578771098177323897/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=5578771098177323897' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/5578771098177323897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/5578771098177323897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/03/estou-feliz-e-viva.html' title='Estou feliz e viva'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sc2HqXTV1dI/AAAAAAAAAyE/eS85xVkHtpw/s72-c/ATgAAAAMMPyJ5Fl6FsaLBpI1-3l5uuxjWcZKpcvSRc2-lytR8MvBqqiV1pgThjj184VnNZ1Jq6eQ3hNAFfEzFIiA07lKAJtU9VC3B_E7xmIj_lRATCbpLGwZwU1d5g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-6160926334231842802</id><published>2009-03-19T23:12:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T23:42:50.193-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Um momento de saudade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/ScMCd1PBYuI/AAAAAAAAAxs/a3CZVbYs3jI/s1600-h/untitledsd.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315094696756863714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/ScMCd1PBYuI/AAAAAAAAAxs/a3CZVbYs3jI/s320/untitledsd.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um momento de saudade&lt;br /&gt;By Thyta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma brisa suave envolve minha face&lt;br /&gt;Saudades é o que sinto...&lt;br /&gt;Um profundo desejo de estar contigo&lt;br /&gt;Ouvir sua voz, tocar sua pele.&lt;br /&gt;Porque precisamos ficar tanto tempo afastados,&lt;br /&gt;Se quando juntos estamos desprovemos de bons momentos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A saudade faz o amor parecer triste,&lt;br /&gt;Já não cabe mais no peito&lt;br /&gt;Traz uma dor profunda que se acentua&lt;br /&gt;Como gotas de chuva, batendo na face.&lt;br /&gt;A distancia fere...&lt;br /&gt;Amarga os dias e demoram a passar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já não me bastam os telefonemas agora,&lt;br /&gt;Porque a todo o momento gostaria que ele tocasse&lt;br /&gt;Só pra ouvir você falar.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto falta da sua presença, da visão do teu rosto,&lt;br /&gt;Do som da tua voz diretamente aos meus ouvidos&lt;br /&gt;E o calor de sua companhia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei que tens seus compromissos&lt;br /&gt;Mas não te alongues nos negócios&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração esta em suas mãos&lt;br /&gt;Ah... Que saudade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-6160926334231842802?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/6160926334231842802/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=6160926334231842802' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/6160926334231842802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/6160926334231842802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/03/um-momento-de-saudade.html' title='Um momento de saudade'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/ScMCd1PBYuI/AAAAAAAAAxs/a3CZVbYs3jI/s72-c/untitledsd.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-7973434041512398436</id><published>2009-03-19T00:31:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T00:52:23.283-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantasia de cores</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/ScHBP5BXo3I/AAAAAAAAAxk/S08YGUu_biE/s1600-h/BXK15424_cores-do-crepusculo800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314741514022658930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/ScHBP5BXo3I/AAAAAAAAAxk/S08YGUu_biE/s320/BXK15424_cores-do-crepusculo800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fantasia de cores&lt;br /&gt;By Thyta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em minha janela o sol vem repousar&lt;br /&gt;Trazendo o azul do dia&lt;br /&gt;O entardecer colorido&lt;br /&gt;Em tom suave de flores.&lt;br /&gt;O vento a despetalar as cores, contagia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto os pés no chão&lt;br /&gt;Equilibro a energia&lt;br /&gt;Um suspiro me acalma&lt;br /&gt;Como se o vazio da saudade&lt;br /&gt;No frio da madrugada&lt;br /&gt;Apertasse forte o peito&lt;br /&gt;Secando cada lagrima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luar sereno e calmo da noite&lt;br /&gt;Traz esperança no colorido das cores.&lt;br /&gt;Uma brisa vem me tocar&lt;br /&gt;Para que a tristeza se vá...&lt;br /&gt;Sou o oposto da fraqueza&lt;br /&gt;Tenho a liberdade para sonhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulo a janela e o jardim que vejo&lt;br /&gt;De cores envolve-me por completo&lt;br /&gt;Encanto e magia...&lt;br /&gt;Desafio o pensamento e ouço&lt;br /&gt;A musica que acalma o silencio&lt;br /&gt;Colorindo a fantasia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-7973434041512398436?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/7973434041512398436/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=7973434041512398436' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/7973434041512398436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/7973434041512398436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/03/fantasia-de-cores.html' title='Fantasia de cores'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/ScHBP5BXo3I/AAAAAAAAAxk/S08YGUu_biE/s72-c/BXK15424_cores-do-crepusculo800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-5940000078942631698</id><published>2009-03-19T00:14:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T00:17:44.773-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Abraça-me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/ScG5IY-m5rI/AAAAAAAAAxc/N0lK2WO998g/s1600-h/Wd0TmONvBB4kYbHftH8qAw_niJNEXzpEWyEu3cp2W3brtz02o7Zq6jjHLjSPXfBzjqj8tl_HhI6Fo5eBLCO9Jv5EKqZd5UrDB2sFqdY7To7_oHmCMoigXAYZdReQzonlD8ffPOlcoMAQ4GmRBjVr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314732589069035186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/ScG5IY-m5rI/AAAAAAAAAxc/N0lK2WO998g/s320/Wd0TmONvBB4kYbHftH8qAw_niJNEXzpEWyEu3cp2W3brtz02o7Zq6jjHLjSPXfBzjqj8tl_HhI6Fo5eBLCO9Jv5EKqZd5UrDB2sFqdY7To7_oHmCMoigXAYZdReQzonlD8ffPOlcoMAQ4GmRBjVr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abraça-me&lt;br /&gt;By Thyta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De saudade e expressão pálida&lt;br /&gt;Meu corpo evapora no espaço&lt;br /&gt;Perco os sentidos e me aninho&lt;br /&gt;Em sonhos na dimensão do teu abraço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A noite se fecha sobre mim&lt;br /&gt;Calma, serena enfim...&lt;br /&gt;Procuro devagar seus lábios nos meus&lt;br /&gt;Tentando adiar a dor de me sentir só&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como se fosse prisioneira do destino&lt;br /&gt;Incapaz de esconder o desejo&lt;br /&gt;Devaneio sua essência&lt;br /&gt;Como um todo dentro de mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a gloria do amor&lt;br /&gt;Mais poderoso do que imaginei&lt;br /&gt;Flui rapidamente num sussurro&lt;br /&gt;Fecho os olhos, sonho e espero.&lt;br /&gt;Abraça-me.&lt;/strong&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/7505626109828584928-5940000078942631698?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/5940000078942631698/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=5940000078942631698' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/5940000078942631698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/5940000078942631698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/03/abraca-me.html' title='Abraça-me'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/ScG5IY-m5rI/AAAAAAAAAxc/N0lK2WO998g/s72-c/Wd0TmONvBB4kYbHftH8qAw_niJNEXzpEWyEu3cp2W3brtz02o7Zq6jjHLjSPXfBzjqj8tl_HhI6Fo5eBLCO9Jv5EKqZd5UrDB2sFqdY7To7_oHmCMoigXAYZdReQzonlD8ffPOlcoMAQ4GmRBjVr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-5403418258110645206</id><published>2009-03-16T02:06:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T00:11:05.397-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu sou assim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sb3guF1MzJI/AAAAAAAAAwU/d2FYV1wyDRc/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313650217810971794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sb3guF1MzJI/AAAAAAAAAwU/d2FYV1wyDRc/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu sou assim&lt;br /&gt;By Thyta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou assim&lt;br /&gt;Do meu jeito.&lt;br /&gt;Faço tudo quero&lt;br /&gt;Necessitando às vezes, ficar só.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho olhar doce e sensível.&lt;br /&gt;Sou mulher, gata sorrateira.&lt;br /&gt;Alegre, sapeca, misteriosa.&lt;br /&gt;Meiga e sincera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Companheira, estilosa&lt;br /&gt;Estou sempre atual com a moda.&lt;br /&gt;Tenho um charme próprio&lt;br /&gt;No meu jeito moleca de ser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou assim&lt;br /&gt;O que fazer?&lt;br /&gt;Vou além de mim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem nada a temer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Para Lili&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-5403418258110645206?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/5403418258110645206/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=5403418258110645206' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/5403418258110645206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/5403418258110645206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/03/eu-sou-assim.html' title='Eu sou assim'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sb3guF1MzJI/AAAAAAAAAwU/d2FYV1wyDRc/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-2978281771225004479</id><published>2009-03-16T01:56:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T02:02:35.381-03:00</updated><title type='text'>No escuro da noite meu pensamento te busca</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sb3cb5Gv-wI/AAAAAAAAAwE/489q0cjC-CU/s1600-h/g8ruxvth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313645507110763266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 111px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sb3cb5Gv-wI/AAAAAAAAAwE/489q0cjC-CU/s320/g8ruxvth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No escuro da noite meu pensamento te busca&lt;br /&gt;By Thyta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou sozinha&lt;br /&gt;A noite está cheia de sonhos&lt;br /&gt;A lua imóvel no céu&lt;br /&gt;As estrelas viajam&lt;br /&gt;E a saudade entra em meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me acorrentada às horas&lt;br /&gt;Porque traz para mim o encanto do passado&lt;br /&gt;Fecho os olhos e minha mente&lt;br /&gt;Desenha o que a alma sente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixando aos poucos&lt;br /&gt;O toque de sua beleza&lt;br /&gt;Nos recantos mais sombrios&lt;br /&gt;Enfeitando de flores&lt;br /&gt;O fundo dos meus pensamentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouço o eco de suas palavras&lt;br /&gt;Tão serena aos meus ouvidos&lt;br /&gt;A noite suspira e uma brisa&lt;br /&gt;Desfolha as flores do meu jardim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto penso,&lt;br /&gt;Mais estou sozinha,&lt;br /&gt;E com saudades.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-2978281771225004479?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2978281771225004479/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=2978281771225004479' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/2978281771225004479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/2978281771225004479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-escuro-da-noite-meu-pensamento-te.html' title='No escuro da noite meu pensamento te busca'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sb3cb5Gv-wI/AAAAAAAAAwE/489q0cjC-CU/s72-c/g8ruxvth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-5403605432023657042</id><published>2009-03-16T00:53:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T01:32:20.291-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem ver o tempo passar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sb3VsOhUrpI/AAAAAAAAAv0/1kxTu6D_Ow0/s1600-h/1907968-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313638091155877522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sb3VsOhUrpI/AAAAAAAAAv0/1kxTu6D_Ow0/s320/1907968-lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem ver o tempo passar&lt;br /&gt;By Thyta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caminhando com o tempo&lt;br /&gt;Sem ver o tempo passar&lt;br /&gt;Entre o dia e a noite&lt;br /&gt;Vou buscando na saudade,&lt;br /&gt;Ate a razão encontrar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas saudade de que?&lt;br /&gt;Nada sei explicar...&lt;br /&gt;Um sonho despertou&lt;br /&gt;Entre nuvens e estrelas.&lt;br /&gt;Lapso desprovido, sem sentido.&lt;br /&gt;Em devaneio, estou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algum fato distante&lt;br /&gt;Faz-me lembrar&lt;br /&gt;Um momento infante&lt;br /&gt;Como era gostoso brincar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, com saudade.&lt;br /&gt;Estou a relembrar&lt;br /&gt;Dos tempos que não voltam&lt;br /&gt;Para o meu tempo finalizar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-5403605432023657042?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/5403605432023657042/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=5403605432023657042' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/5403605432023657042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/5403605432023657042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/03/sem-ver-o-tempo-passar.html' title='Sem ver o tempo passar'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sb3VsOhUrpI/AAAAAAAAAv0/1kxTu6D_Ow0/s72-c/1907968-lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-240113544564388462</id><published>2009-03-16T00:25:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T00:34:26.867-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Perdida num sonho alimento a solidão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sb3IbTd9H3I/AAAAAAAAAvk/8HsYRIwjF2s/s1600-h/untitledmagia.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313623506774990706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sb3IbTd9H3I/AAAAAAAAAvk/8HsYRIwjF2s/s320/untitledmagia.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perdida num sonho alimento a solidão&lt;br /&gt;By Thyta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perdida num devaneio&lt;br /&gt;Alimento minha saudade&lt;br /&gt;Um prazer esquecido&lt;br /&gt;No acoite da solidão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosto de fechar os olhos&lt;br /&gt;Em meio à escuridão&lt;br /&gt;Fugir do tempo e me perder...&lt;br /&gt;Sem ter que dar explicação;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas asas do pensamento&lt;br /&gt;Vendo meus sonhos e idéias&lt;br /&gt;Sou perfeita, crio meu mundo.&lt;br /&gt;E me contento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neste tudo possível&lt;br /&gt;Perdi o medo de me perder&lt;br /&gt;Entrego-me ao momento&lt;br /&gt;Sem nada temer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É assim que me engano&lt;br /&gt;Com essa louca sensação&lt;br /&gt;Transporto-me no tempo&lt;br /&gt;Alimentando a solidão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-240113544564388462?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/240113544564388462/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=240113544564388462' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/240113544564388462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/240113544564388462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/03/perdida-num-sonho-alimento-solidao.html' title='Perdida num sonho alimento a solidão'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sb3IbTd9H3I/AAAAAAAAAvk/8HsYRIwjF2s/s72-c/untitledmagia.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-6694602909794011085</id><published>2009-03-13T23:47:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T00:44:45.198-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Encanto e doçura</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sbsdf8v4VHI/AAAAAAAAAvc/zM-1e7N-iOg/s1600-h/2374678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312872620133733490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sbsdf8v4VHI/AAAAAAAAAvc/zM-1e7N-iOg/s320/2374678.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Encanto e doçura&lt;br /&gt;By Thyta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na velocidade da luz&lt;br /&gt;Voam meus pensamentos.&lt;br /&gt;Encontro minha doçura&lt;br /&gt;Num toque ao paraíso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rendo-me a estes sentidos&lt;br /&gt;Surpreendo a aquarela&lt;br /&gt;Fantasio toda a tela&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me leve agora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abro a janela&lt;br /&gt;Viajo nas asas do sonho&lt;br /&gt;Sinto o vento que toca&lt;br /&gt;Suave... Faceiro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habita em mim a doçura.&lt;br /&gt;Minha companhia, a ternura!&lt;br /&gt;Nevoa frágil sei que sou&lt;br /&gt;Que ate pareço desmanchar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menina mulher&lt;br /&gt;Efeito deslumbrante da natureza&lt;br /&gt;Encanto do encanto&lt;br /&gt;A tão rara flor&lt;br /&gt;Sabe bem o que quer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para Vivi com carinho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-6694602909794011085?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/6694602909794011085/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=6694602909794011085' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/6694602909794011085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/6694602909794011085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/03/encanto-e-docura.html' title='Encanto e doçura'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sbsdf8v4VHI/AAAAAAAAAvc/zM-1e7N-iOg/s72-c/2374678.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-8869688861362479441</id><published>2009-03-09T17:07:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T17:11:38.644-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lagrimas do coração</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SbV3S_jRWiI/AAAAAAAAAvU/swfP76NYGts/s1600-h/568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311282503734090274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SbV3S_jRWiI/AAAAAAAAAvU/swfP76NYGts/s320/568.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lagrimas do coração&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By: Thyta &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exposta no vago&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dou gritos de saudade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sufocando meus gemidos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou oca sem fluidos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu corpo é sem noção&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou sombra profunda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Num espaço qualquer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apanhei da vida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Silenciei meu coração&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perdi-me enfim.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mentiras... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando a verdade quis ouvir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As contas dos meus sonhos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aos poucos se desfiaram&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tornei-me pedra rude&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não há tempo que passe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E me faça esquecer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se até o amor mente,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que de mim será?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nunca mais quero sorrir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enquanto lagrimas de&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sangue na agonia em meus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olhos existirem...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quem sabe mais além &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Essa dor ainda passe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ou quem sabe ela se&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Canse e logo morra&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E eu não mais a sinta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E me volte à alegria perdida.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mesmo afetada por estas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Verdades meus rastros&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não deixo por aí,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou por completo a&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mentira de um rosto feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SbV3S_jRWiI/AAAAAAAAAvU/swfP76NYGts/s72-c/568.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-4265269054803313050</id><published>2009-03-08T20:51:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T21:11:47.140-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonhos na janela</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SbRafiZo3DI/AAAAAAAAAu0/5EMhXMoBCCM/s1600-h/da%2520minha%2520janela%2520eu%2520vejo___.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310969358433442866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SbRafiZo3DI/AAAAAAAAAu0/5EMhXMoBCCM/s320/da%2520minha%2520janela%2520eu%2520vejo___.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sonhos na janela&lt;br /&gt;By Thyta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tarde da noite olhando as estrelas&lt;br /&gt;Na janela do meu quarto&lt;br /&gt;Vi pássaros a voar&lt;br /&gt;Bailando no infinito&lt;br /&gt;Livres e definidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi com cores a alegria&lt;br /&gt;Trazendo-me a fantasia&lt;br /&gt;Dos momentos de menina que&lt;br /&gt;Brincava sem me preocupar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gostava de dançar,&lt;br /&gt;Sair pra passear,&lt;br /&gt;Com as amigas conversar,&lt;br /&gt;Passar batom... namorar&lt;br /&gt;E tudo que é bom,&lt;br /&gt;No sonho de um mundo&lt;br /&gt;Que só eu podia tocar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi o luar brilhar no céu &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carregado de poesia&lt;br /&gt;E uma brisa suave&lt;br /&gt;Compondo a melodia&lt;br /&gt;De uma moleca faceira&lt;br /&gt;Prendada e dengosa&lt;br /&gt;Toda prosa em mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solta em meus pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;Não vi o tempo passar e&lt;br /&gt;A impetuosidade do momento&lt;br /&gt;Pra realidade me faz voltar,&lt;br /&gt;Já e madrugada e logo&lt;br /&gt;Um novo dia vira...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Para minha mana Rosemary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-4265269054803313050?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/4265269054803313050/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SbRYGkb0dVI/AAAAAAAAAus/XngvlP2dEjo/s320/ATgAAABY3a33ZMITkyQlybtR1Vg3MnjKot3yla2fJJPJ3GQWlCW-jTl49YPC1LRuFU4m91MAnNYPvk5DMAzaErMT4VnUAJtU9VA2GItXgZPMeBaUdW_ChHX30Wde9g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SbRXssNGbcI/AAAAAAAAAuk/lPspzI__wiY/s1600-h/rosas800pg3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310966285868625346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SbRXssNGbcI/AAAAAAAAAuk/lPspzI__wiY/s320/rosas800pg3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mãe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By Thyta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma artista perfeita&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem nada igualar,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheia de cuidados&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sempre pronta a perdoar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suas mãos se calam &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Num carinho a afagar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coração gigante de calor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A transbordar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faz minhas vontades&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem nada reclamar!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apesar de já ser grande&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ainda estas a me cuidar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meiga flor...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melhor amiga...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Braço que acolhe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Num embalo de amor.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jovem de espírito, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forma física ponderada. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É mãezinha querida,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dentre todas, mais amada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Minha mãe, meu mundo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;com carinho para Mamis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-2339566600619768492?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2339566600619768492/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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lastima da ausencia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; By Thyta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoje a saudade bateu forte&lt;br /&gt;Pelas lembranças de um rastro&lt;br /&gt;Faturado de ilusões e fantasias&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um amor lamentou a sorte.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem distante na distancia&lt;br /&gt;Sem margem e sem fronteiras.&lt;br /&gt;Pulsa em ritmo decorado&lt;br /&gt;Sem calar a parte que grita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em soluços explode a dor,&lt;br /&gt;Laços de tristeza, paixão e devaneio&lt;br /&gt;Que ficou presa no peito&lt;br /&gt;Por chorar e sentir doce e dolorido amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como parar o relembrar deste momento&lt;br /&gt;Se mesmo na distancia fios de esperança&lt;br /&gt;Ditam regras ao pensamento&lt;br /&gt;Cala o silencio e traz luz a escuridão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrastão de sentidos&lt;br /&gt;Entrego-me sem nada encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Um perigo que não passa&lt;br /&gt;Mas que alimenta minha ilusão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-893612814792643958?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/893612814792643958/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=893612814792643958' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/893612814792643958'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;Aperto na alma&lt;br /&gt;Sensações do momento&lt;br /&gt;Em que grita o peito de dor&lt;br /&gt;Mas quem ouve é o silencio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reviver você não me faz bem&lt;br /&gt;Mas o vento insiste em me trazer&lt;br /&gt;Toda essência deste amor&lt;br /&gt;O pensamento te busca&lt;br /&gt;Deixando o que já foi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudade reprimida de um amor&lt;br /&gt;Que sangrou sem despedida.&lt;br /&gt;Tirando de mim as respostas&lt;br /&gt;Das escolhas que não fiz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-7655795224622629356?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/7655795224622629356/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Samc0tHf9wI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/M036LgPp970/s320/casal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que o amor é capaz&lt;br /&gt;Thyta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ha tantas coisas que quero dizer...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emoções em mim por estar ao seu lado.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E várias formas que invento&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Para enaltecer o que sinto de mais.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, fico sem palavras...&lt;br /&gt;Quero e não consigo representar tudo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Será que é amor?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por isso, me deixa mudo?&lt;br /&gt;Sei que sou feliz por sua causa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sei o que me enlaça.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sei que não faz nada pra ser assim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isso acontece quando me beija, abraça.&lt;br /&gt;Quando respira na minha boca&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando o seu jeito inexplicável de ser&lt;br /&gt;Vasculha minha alma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E até sorri para você.&lt;br /&gt;Seu verso parece menino&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu sorriso segue o seu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sua essência encurta a distancia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que houver nesse encanto é meu!&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém me faz sentir o que sinto.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um sussurro do nada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mostrando de forma escancarada&lt;br /&gt;Do que um amor é capaz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-3044260133474650409?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3044260133474650409/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=3044260133474650409' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/3044260133474650409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/3044260133474650409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/02/o-que-o-amor-e-capaz.html' title='O que o amor é capaz'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Samdg-BJrxI/AAAAAAAAAtY/i3LqyasCWOg/s72-c/casal_abraco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-2073356366963404755</id><published>2009-02-19T15:18:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T15:32:05.026-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma doce lembrança</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZ2kI2dYc8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/wO6nHBaKyNs/s1600-h/ATc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304576408076972994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZ2kI2dYc8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/wO6nHBaKyNs/s320/ATc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uma doce lembrança&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Thyta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em silencio contei os minutos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que sua lembrança me traz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cautelosa, como se fosse o ultimo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E uma eletricidade inesperada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fluiu dentro de mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Contei... Contei...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E os pensamentos eram incontroláveis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sem uma explicação racional&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Queimava-me, sem dor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cada vez mais...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sufocando histérica o que &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ameaçava explodir,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meu pensamento te buscava&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Numa ansiedade quase muda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inevitável fugir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quase entregue aos sentidos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O silencio foi quebrado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porque te sinto em mim. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-2073356366963404755?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2073356366963404755/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=2073356366963404755' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/2073356366963404755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/2073356366963404755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/02/uma-doce-lembranca.html' title='Uma doce lembrança'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZ2kI2dYc8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/wO6nHBaKyNs/s72-c/ATc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-8314562797054077205</id><published>2009-02-19T14:46:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T14:57:15.448-03:00</updated><title type='text'>No silencio de uma vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZ2cwEetUaI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/Zq3iPt-eV10/s1600-h/untitled%C3%A7%C3%A7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304568285762507170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZ2cwEetUaI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/Zq3iPt-eV10/s320/untitled%C3%A7%C3%A7.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No silencio de uma vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Thyta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O silêncio faz quedar a minha mente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emoções intensas... Vividas...&lt;br /&gt;Acumulo emaranhado de encanto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Num espaço da memória.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silencio provocador,&lt;br /&gt;Delirante, embriagador&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alimento de essência audaz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que a chama não apaga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sensações sentidas, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desvairada de uma só vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Expressadas numa folha de papel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Indizível solidão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nostalgia complexa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tem-se tudo nesta cadencia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Onde duas almas se encontram&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No silencio de uma vida. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-8314562797054077205?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/8314562797054077205/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=8314562797054077205' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/8314562797054077205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/8314562797054077205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-silencio-de-uma-vida.html' title='No silencio de uma vida'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZ2cwEetUaI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/Zq3iPt-eV10/s72-c/untitled%C3%A7%C3%A7.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-1325625721167835299</id><published>2009-02-17T22:50:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T23:01:19.907-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma doce lembrança dentro de mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZtrKtTjJzI/AAAAAAAAAsA/7tuV-izsjao/s1600-h/reg17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303950817863345970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZtrKtTjJzI/AAAAAAAAAsA/7tuV-izsjao/s320/reg17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma doce lembrança dentro de mim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By Thyta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em silencio contei os minutos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que sua lembrança me traz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cautelosa, como se fosse o ultimo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E uma eletricidade inesperada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fluiu dentro de mim.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Contei... Contei...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E os pensamentos eram incontroláveis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem uma explicação racional&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Queimava-me, sem dor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cada vez mais...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sufocando histérica o que &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ameaçava explodir,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu pensamento te buscava&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Numa ansiedade quase muda.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inevitável fugir.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quase entregue aos sentidos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O silencio foi quebrado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porque te sinto em mim. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-1325625721167835299?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/1325625721167835299/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=1325625721167835299' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/1325625721167835299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/1325625721167835299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/02/uma-doce-lembranca-dentro-de-mim.html' title='Uma doce lembrança dentro de mim'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZtrKtTjJzI/AAAAAAAAAsA/7tuV-izsjao/s72-c/reg17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-7621172096618965447</id><published>2009-02-16T00:02:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T00:06:05.942-03:00</updated><title type='text'>No teu sorriso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZjX025YZVI/AAAAAAAAAr4/TTx_-fThKIM/s1600-h/entender01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303225864318117202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZjX025YZVI/AAAAAAAAAr4/TTx_-fThKIM/s320/entender01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No teu sorriso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by Thyta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No teu sorriso encontrei&lt;br /&gt;Minha metade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A força de o meu existir...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E teu sorriso consolou-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando sozinha pensei desistir... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surgiste como uma brisa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suavizando meu interior&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como vento se espalhando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A cada momento, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fazendo da minha metade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uma mesma vida. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que perfeitamente se encaixam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dependem-se... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pulsam unindo almas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Para a eternidade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porque por este sorriso, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu sinto-me viva novamente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-7621172096618965447?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/7621172096618965447/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=7621172096618965447' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/7621172096618965447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/7621172096618965447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-teu-sorriso.html' title='No teu sorriso'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZjX025YZVI/AAAAAAAAAr4/TTx_-fThKIM/s72-c/entender01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-4097413993764144537</id><published>2009-02-15T23:57:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T00:01:00.190-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sou fogo em mulher</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZjW1uVVD3I/AAAAAAAAArw/-rR4k56jYeA/s1600-h/382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303224779687661426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZjW1uVVD3I/AAAAAAAAArw/-rR4k56jYeA/s320/382.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZjWjitazrI/AAAAAAAAAro/vpPMZhFW2Xg/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303224467329830578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZjWjitazrI/AAAAAAAAAro/vpPMZhFW2Xg/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sou fogo em mulher&lt;br /&gt;By Thyta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou mulher&lt;br /&gt;Lua quente&lt;br /&gt;Maça carnal&lt;br /&gt;Espesso aroma de flor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu beijo percorre o infinito&lt;br /&gt;Em fogo eloqüente na leveza de um vôo&lt;br /&gt;Acende e inevitavelmente&lt;br /&gt;Nossos corpos se unem num só mel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu amar é uma viagem&lt;br /&gt;Onde a noite esplendida&lt;br /&gt;Aflora os sentidos&lt;br /&gt;Ar opresso pelo caminho do sangue&lt;br /&gt;Onde sou fogo&lt;br /&gt;Você a razão...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-4097413993764144537?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/4097413993764144537/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=4097413993764144537' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/4097413993764144537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/4097413993764144537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/02/sou-fogo-em-mulher.html' title='Sou fogo em mulher'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZjW1uVVD3I/AAAAAAAAArw/-rR4k56jYeA/s72-c/382.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-1676599820120991864</id><published>2009-02-15T16:20:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T16:38:12.447-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu refugio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZhvCmQUW1I/AAAAAAAAArg/nq1FxT9Efc4/s1600-h/casal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303110651648170834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZhvCmQUW1I/AAAAAAAAArg/nq1FxT9Efc4/s320/casal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZhuea_z-rI/AAAAAAAAArY/MSnicfWmMuk/s1600-h/ATgAAADTxGoG-Qv4wEkpj1Cb8NpHFegSrglfhEOkqB7AZaOtFclP62ICb7H_BAQB0lszBRjTc0Zqjq9uc-D3UFUGSDt8AJtU9VBVW67WrfDr4OzFnQT3-iJhyH0duA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303110030150859442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZhuea_z-rI/AAAAAAAAArY/MSnicfWmMuk/s320/ATgAAADTxGoG-Qv4wEkpj1Cb8NpHFegSrglfhEOkqB7AZaOtFclP62ICb7H_BAQB0lszBRjTc0Zqjq9uc-D3UFUGSDt8AJtU9VBVW67WrfDr4OzFnQT3-iJhyH0duA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu refugio&lt;br /&gt;By thyta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olho em redor, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não te encontro!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Há um silêncio profundo&lt;br /&gt;Há uma escuridão neste labirinto&lt;br /&gt;Em meio ao caos deste meu mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busco no infinito,&lt;br /&gt;A força para não desistir&lt;br /&gt;Imensidão...&lt;br /&gt;Mar profundo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Num instante a saudade volta&lt;br /&gt;E me leva em pensamento ate você.&lt;br /&gt;E mesmo dentro dessa ausência&lt;br /&gt;Ainda sinto sua presença,&lt;br /&gt;Meu refugio.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-1676599820120991864?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/1676599820120991864/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=1676599820120991864' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/1676599820120991864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/1676599820120991864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/02/meu-refugio.html' title='Meu refugio'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZhvCmQUW1I/AAAAAAAAArg/nq1FxT9Efc4/s72-c/casal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-7501194185992877062</id><published>2009-02-11T01:21:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T01:38:56.764-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Louca com grandeza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZJG0h7yf-I/AAAAAAAAAqI/F7loS03wFkE/s1600-h/untitledSS.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301377579644780514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZJG0h7yf-I/AAAAAAAAAqI/F7loS03wFkE/s320/untitledSS.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Louca com grandeza&lt;br /&gt;Sem porte&lt;br /&gt;Fiz de mim o que não soube&lt;br /&gt;E o que podia fazer não fiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando quis tirar a mascara,&lt;br /&gt;Envelheci...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falhei em tudo&lt;br /&gt;Nem sei o que serei&lt;br /&gt;Nem sei o que sou agora&lt;br /&gt;Mas a sensação de que&lt;br /&gt;Tudo foi sonho,&lt;br /&gt;É real por dentro.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Thyta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-7501194185992877062?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/7501194185992877062/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=7501194185992877062' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/7501194185992877062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/7501194185992877062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/02/louca-com-grandeza.html' title='Louca com grandeza'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZJG0h7yf-I/AAAAAAAAAqI/F7loS03wFkE/s72-c/untitledSS.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-5906737572941775099</id><published>2009-02-11T01:14:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T22:18:57.322-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sou a saudade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZYNpQjM_XI/AAAAAAAAAq4/d0pNak7AgDE/s1600-h/untitledo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302440613743754610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZYNpQjM_XI/AAAAAAAAAq4/d0pNak7AgDE/s320/untitledo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sou a saudade&lt;br /&gt;Da distancia que não vi&lt;br /&gt;Mas no infinito do meu próprio&lt;br /&gt;Ermo vago e longe,&lt;br /&gt;Sinto que a vida de repente&lt;br /&gt;Me sacode e me faz acordar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;by Thyta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-5906737572941775099?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/5906737572941775099/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=5906737572941775099' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/5906737572941775099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/5906737572941775099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/02/sou-saudade.html' title='Sou a saudade'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZYNpQjM_XI/AAAAAAAAAq4/d0pNak7AgDE/s72-c/untitledo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-6629786142990328964</id><published>2009-02-10T19:16:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T19:25:22.390-02:00</updated><title type='text'>E eu me perdi sem seus rastros</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZHwcfsAw9I/AAAAAAAAAp4/7KK4v044ryw/s1600-h/untitledflor.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301282608724886482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZHwcfsAw9I/AAAAAAAAAp4/7KK4v044ryw/s320/untitledflor.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E eu me perdi sem seus rastros&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Thyta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E eu me perdi&lt;br /&gt;Quando apagou seus rastros&lt;br /&gt;E uma saudade profunda. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abafou -me a voz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem a sua essência&lt;br /&gt;No calor desta espera&lt;br /&gt;Procuro-te&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na imensidão deste universo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chamo-te&lt;br /&gt;Baixinho...&lt;br /&gt;Nem me ouve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem entender o que se passa&lt;br /&gt;Meu destino na contra mão&lt;br /&gt;Porque meu amor se esconde&lt;br /&gt;Em meio à escuridão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na distância a saudade&lt;br /&gt;Latejante vive desejosa&lt;br /&gt;De que em breve&lt;br /&gt;O seu rastro irá achar.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-6629786142990328964?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/6629786142990328964/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=6629786142990328964' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/6629786142990328964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/6629786142990328964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/02/e-eu-me-perdi-sem-seus-rastros.html' title='E eu me perdi sem seus rastros'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZHwcfsAw9I/AAAAAAAAAp4/7KK4v044ryw/s72-c/untitledflor.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-8261410363406296557</id><published>2009-02-08T16:17:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T16:31:32.701-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Esta lagrima em minha face</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SY8iX752jUI/AAAAAAAAApA/9iw4LkAvkS4/s1600-h/322199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300493081051041090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SY8iX752jUI/AAAAAAAAApA/9iw4LkAvkS4/s320/322199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esta lagrima em minha face&lt;br /&gt;By Thyta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soluço tristemente&lt;br /&gt;Esta tarde de saudade&lt;br /&gt;Sozinha o meu lamento,&lt;br /&gt;Meus olhos morrem nesta ansiedade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como flor murcha,&lt;br /&gt;Dança a angustia&lt;br /&gt;Em lagrimas na minha face&lt;br /&gt;Única herança, a distancia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonhos irreais,&lt;br /&gt;Sem trilho&lt;br /&gt;Sem memória&lt;br /&gt;Fugindo me perco nas brumas deste caminho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiro de dentro do peito a emoção,&lt;br /&gt;Faço das rimas perdidas&lt;br /&gt;Os passos da dor.&lt;br /&gt;Meus versos se compõem&lt;br /&gt;Nos sonhos do momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque pensativa&lt;br /&gt;Exponho o vago&lt;br /&gt;Iludo os outros,&lt;br /&gt;Mas não minto...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;07/02/2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-8261410363406296557?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/8261410363406296557/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=8261410363406296557' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/8261410363406296557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/8261410363406296557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/02/esta-lagrima-em-minha-face-by-thyta.html' title='Esta lagrima em minha face'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SY8iX752jUI/AAAAAAAAApA/9iw4LkAvkS4/s72-c/322199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-3913619226109967196</id><published>2009-02-08T16:12:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T16:16:13.478-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Suplica da noite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SY8hBXb_P5I/AAAAAAAAAo4/FYEuNdlQYLk/s1600-h/mulher-noite.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300491593793355666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SY8hBXb_P5I/AAAAAAAAAo4/FYEuNdlQYLk/s320/mulher-noite.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suplica da noite&lt;br /&gt;By Thyta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suplica da noite&lt;br /&gt;Em minha terra (o coração)&lt;br /&gt;As vozes do mar, meu lamento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faço esta oração&lt;br /&gt;Os cravos vermelhos&lt;br /&gt;Visão de febre,&lt;br /&gt;Adeus gemido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aspectro poder da graça,&lt;br /&gt;Não choro mais,&lt;br /&gt;Nunca mais, meu destino.&lt;br /&gt;Pois a duas quadras&lt;br /&gt;Que a noite passou trágica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonhos errantes,&lt;br /&gt;Só... Numa cegueira bendita&lt;br /&gt;Os meus versos revelam meus segredos&lt;br /&gt;Não mais morto,&lt;br /&gt;Nem jogados no mar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há esta hora o sol se põe,&lt;br /&gt;E os olhos se desdém&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe nesta suplica&lt;br /&gt;As minhas ilusões e meus dizeres&lt;br /&gt;Mais íntimos se decompõem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesta torre de nevoa em&lt;br /&gt;Que o vento vem e leva&lt;br /&gt;Sem remédio&lt;br /&gt;Minha tragédia mais triste&lt;br /&gt;Desejos vãos&lt;br /&gt;Em busca de amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escrevo-te agora&lt;br /&gt;Sem mentiras&lt;br /&gt;E levo pra longe o triste do passado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;06/02/2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-3913619226109967196?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SY8hBXb_P5I/AAAAAAAAAo4/FYEuNdlQYLk/s72-c/mulher-noite.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-2120565635099568144</id><published>2009-02-08T00:13:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T00:19:00.586-02:00</updated><title type='text'>No silencio daquela tarde</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SY5A7qwLoSI/AAAAAAAAAow/BhbkivXjc9c/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300245205294489890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SY5A7qwLoSI/AAAAAAAAAow/BhbkivXjc9c/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No silencio daquela tarde&lt;br /&gt;By Thyta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captei no silêncio&lt;br /&gt;Mágico daquela tarde&lt;br /&gt;Onde a chuva caía&lt;br /&gt;Temperando nossa estrada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quase sem ostentação&lt;br /&gt;Vi o teu sorriso e juras&lt;br /&gt;Em palavras ditas no olhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senti em teus lábios&lt;br /&gt;Os beijos e seus gestos,&lt;br /&gt;Quase que sem palavras&lt;br /&gt;A fragrância que exalava&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixava se transpor&lt;br /&gt;E ouvia-se no balançar das arvores&lt;br /&gt;Que observávamos pelo caminho&lt;br /&gt;Uma natureza florida e cheia de cor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fazendo-me sentir&lt;br /&gt;Na felicidade do momento&lt;br /&gt;Mudando naquele dia&lt;br /&gt;A realidade deste amor. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SY5A7qwLoSI/AAAAAAAAAow/BhbkivXjc9c/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-7857269911827299276</id><published>2009-02-04T18:52:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T18:58:28.655-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fim de tarde</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SYoAm-C7lGI/AAAAAAAAAoY/dR7dsn1f4L0/s1600-h/928491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299048581045130338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SYoAm-C7lGI/AAAAAAAAAoY/dR7dsn1f4L0/s320/928491.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fim de tarde&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No rosto bate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma brisa que&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faz lembrar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desfruto com ela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aqueles últimos momentos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que ficamos juntos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sinto dela o frescor e&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noto que ela é tão simples&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como te amar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sinto sua boca&lt;br /&gt;Querendo deixar na minha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um sorriso...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E a minha querendo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dizer-lhe baixinho:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Te preciso!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;DM/PB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-7857269911827299276?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/7857269911827299276/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=7857269911827299276' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-2716746057858858434</id><published>2009-02-04T18:41:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T18:50:31.498-02:00</updated><title type='text'>É que vivo louca</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SYn-8wnfmjI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/_KXarueNFww/s1600-h/ac13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299046756374256178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SYn-8wnfmjI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/_KXarueNFww/s320/ac13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É que vivo louca&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vê a minha fragilidade?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A facilidade com que&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faço um verso?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou solta e quer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saber por quê?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É que vivo louca&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De amor por você.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vê que sempre estou brincando&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando manda a curiosidade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saber se estou sonhando...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vê que não reclamo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por seus dengos,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E por sua atenção.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não percebeu ainda não?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quer saber por quê?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando estou solta, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brinco e não reclamo:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não fico melada dizendo que amo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas eu sou louca de amor por você!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-2716746057858858434?l=umamorempoesia.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/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SYn-8wnfmjI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/_KXarueNFww/s72-c/ac13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-2074100501073058071</id><published>2009-01-27T19:12:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T22:14:23.203-02:00</updated><title type='text'>À noite quando tudo acontece</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZYMf6Uyu-I/AAAAAAAAAqw/hQ7evDZvNoA/s1600-h/empretoebranco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302439353647283170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZYMf6Uyu-I/AAAAAAAAAqw/hQ7evDZvNoA/s320/empretoebranco.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;À noite quando tudo acontece&lt;br /&gt;By Thy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De noite quando tudo se acalma,&lt;br /&gt;Quando a lua prateada&lt;br /&gt;Aos sonhos anuncia tua chegada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De noite quando tudo acontece,&lt;br /&gt;Quando tudo se completa...&lt;br /&gt;Aos desejos me entrego&lt;br /&gt;E tudo se permite...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se é assim,&lt;br /&gt;Só nos sonhos me realizo,&lt;br /&gt;Já não me basta voar na dimensão deste infinito...&lt;br /&gt;Quero a intensidade deste amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E não só em sonhos te amar,&lt;br /&gt;Quero te ver, te sentir,&lt;br /&gt;Ao acordar te olhar te beijar,&lt;br /&gt;Abraçar-te, e sorrir...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-2074100501073058071?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZYMf6Uyu-I/AAAAAAAAAqw/hQ7evDZvNoA/s72-c/empretoebranco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-3289489212480201308</id><published>2009-01-27T19:08:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T22:23:10.537-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tente</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZYOre8eTjI/AAAAAAAAArA/AHWm4TFhBA8/s1600-h/1237177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302441751479209522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZYOre8eTjI/AAAAAAAAArA/AHWm4TFhBA8/s320/1237177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tente saber do meu amor&lt;br /&gt;Tente saber se será eterno&lt;br /&gt;Tente medir&lt;br /&gt;E dizer quando acabará&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tente ficar comigo&lt;br /&gt;E dizer que partir daí&lt;br /&gt;O amor presente não estará&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E descobrira sorrindo&lt;br /&gt;Que o tempo todo juntos estivemos&lt;br /&gt;Que em nenhum momento&lt;br /&gt;Fomos descrentes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E se ainda duvidar&lt;br /&gt;Ao seu lado estarei&lt;br /&gt;E pedirei, mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;Sonhando,&lt;br /&gt;Tente!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-3289489212480201308?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3289489212480201308/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZYOre8eTjI/AAAAAAAAArA/AHWm4TFhBA8/s72-c/1237177.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-6131110431339539161</id><published>2009-01-27T19:05:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T19:07:58.657-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Feriu minha alma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SX93nEqe7RI/AAAAAAAAAm8/eUn7n8qotBw/s1600-h/282779_eEL9j.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296083199961525522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SX93nEqe7RI/AAAAAAAAAm8/eUn7n8qotBw/s320/282779_eEL9j.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feriu minha alma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Thy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um olhar tão frio&lt;br /&gt;Tocou minha alma&lt;br /&gt;Em meio há um riso fingido&lt;br /&gt;Lamentei a minha dor&lt;br /&gt;Sufocando no silencio&lt;br /&gt;Em busca do nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olho para traz&lt;br /&gt;E desejo o que nunca possuí&lt;br /&gt;Fecho meus olhos&lt;br /&gt;E em meio aos pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;Lamento a minha sorte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louca por amar assim,&lt;br /&gt;Perdi-me no compasso&lt;br /&gt;Cai no laço&lt;br /&gt;Que o destino traçou...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-6131110431339539161?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/6131110431339539161/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=6131110431339539161' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-4613355529537173253</id><published>2009-01-27T19:01:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T19:05:32.164-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Meus sonhos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SX92rGfn6DI/AAAAAAAAAm0/DU51nFNJlzI/s1600-h/an1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296082169660696626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 99px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 79px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SX92rGfn6DI/AAAAAAAAAm0/DU51nFNJlzI/s320/an1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meus sonhos&lt;br /&gt;By Thyta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meus sonhos dançam&lt;br /&gt;Em meus pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;Fazendo meu coração vibrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guardo a essência&lt;br /&gt;Que aos meus olhos encantam&lt;br /&gt;E me pergunto&lt;br /&gt;Se vejo as mesmas coisas que você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque há algo em mim,&lt;br /&gt;Que desabrocha a cada manha&lt;br /&gt;Como uma flor no jardim&lt;br /&gt;Exalando o amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E não importa o que me causa&lt;br /&gt;Se existe intensidade em seu efeito&lt;br /&gt;E um sentimento que jamais imaginei&lt;br /&gt;É assim que meus sonhos dançam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em plena sintonia&lt;br /&gt;Contigo revelo na poesia&lt;br /&gt;Uma historia de amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-4613355529537173253?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/4613355529537173253/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=4613355529537173253' title='0 Comentários'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-7999410768384162406</id><published>2009-01-27T18:05:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T18:11:59.755-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ausência</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SX9qXtjZzbI/AAAAAAAAAms/9J1_x-MztM0/s1600-h/mulher_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296068642408615346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SX9qXtjZzbI/AAAAAAAAAms/9J1_x-MztM0/s320/mulher_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ausência&lt;br /&gt;By Thyta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No meio do caminho&lt;br /&gt;Não posso parar&lt;br /&gt;Sinto o corpo fatigado&lt;br /&gt;Escondido entre o silencio e a solidão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noite traiçoeira&lt;br /&gt;Coração desvairado&lt;br /&gt;Por não saber mais quem é&lt;br /&gt;Não tenho direção&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanta tristeza nas palavras&lt;br /&gt;Sigo sem rumo&lt;br /&gt;Quase calada&lt;br /&gt;Meu destino ignorado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levo somente a saudade&lt;br /&gt;Inesperada e fria.&lt;br /&gt;Instantes triste e silencioso&lt;br /&gt;Mas exala o perfume do amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um consolo que me faz&lt;br /&gt;Adormecer contemplando&lt;br /&gt;As estrelas que bem longe&lt;br /&gt;Brilha no céu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-7999410768384162406?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/7999410768384162406/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-1898458199476958225</id><published>2009-01-26T19:02:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T19:06:08.647-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoje amanheci triste</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SX4lihZdoLI/AAAAAAAAAmk/UapQj65mcl0/s1600-h/luacheia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295711486845231282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SX4lihZdoLI/AAAAAAAAAmk/UapQj65mcl0/s320/luacheia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoje amanheci triste&lt;br /&gt;Há um pedaço dolorido&lt;br /&gt;Que dói tão doído.&lt;br /&gt;Sem palavras quase muda&lt;br /&gt;Nada tem graça,&lt;br /&gt;E o tempo não passa,&lt;br /&gt;Me ajuda?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Thy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-1898458199476958225?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/1898458199476958225/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=1898458199476958225' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/1898458199476958225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/1898458199476958225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SX4Z7KuR9eI/AAAAAAAAAmE/W0wb5WiEwMk/s1600-h/untitledcasal.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295698716115727842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SX4Z7KuR9eI/AAAAAAAAAmE/W0wb5WiEwMk/s320/untitledcasal.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ouço no vento entre as folhas&lt;br /&gt;By Thyta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouço no silencio do meu quarto&lt;br /&gt;O vento deslizar entre as folhas&lt;br /&gt;Navegando em sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;Mergulhada nas saudades...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto a brisa assoviando no ar&lt;br /&gt;E o vento me traz de longe&lt;br /&gt;O encanto de o seu acariciar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensando em ti&lt;br /&gt;Guardo comigo tua essência&lt;br /&gt;As lembranças caminham lentamente e palpita&lt;br /&gt;O vento sopra suave&lt;br /&gt;E o tempo não apaga&lt;br /&gt;Nessa esperança em que o coração&lt;br /&gt;Exala o perfuma da nossa historia.&lt;br /&gt;Arde o amor &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-2364737391159014512?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2364737391159014512/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=2364737391159014512' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/2364737391159014512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/2364737391159014512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/01/ouo-no-vento-entre-as-folhas.html' title='Ouço no vento entre as folhas'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SX4Z7KuR9eI/AAAAAAAAAmE/W0wb5WiEwMk/s72-c/untitledcasal.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-4827568669794068850</id><published>2009-01-24T16:26:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T16:30:22.665-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Coração sem porta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SXtd_vcKWfI/AAAAAAAAAlU/FlgH3wgjHmk/s1600-h/mulher_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294929136551877106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SXtd_vcKWfI/AAAAAAAAAlU/FlgH3wgjHmk/s320/mulher_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coração sem porta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coração sem porta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por onde entram urubus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que destroem a bicadas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que atrevemos insistir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mesmos que estas pragas invejosas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Espantem nosso tempo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que essas asas me ponham de morto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você eu clamo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O silêncio é mais antigo que a luz desse seu olhar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas nem por isso, a vida fica na desordem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E apreensiva&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que meu coração fique indefeso e qualquer um possa entrar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mesmo sem porta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abandonado a sorte,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feito lírio de São José&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;São perfeitos e ninguém gosta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do amor não haverá sobras!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não serei refém desse pânico&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Terá fim esta comédia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pode abaixar o pano!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu coração, de fato vive escancarado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Todo tempo grita decidido&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seu maior atrevimento não me põe vexado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por isso, insisto que te amo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;DM/PB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-4827568669794068850?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/4827568669794068850/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=4827568669794068850' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/4827568669794068850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/4827568669794068850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/01/corao-sem-porta.html' title='Coração sem porta'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SXtd_vcKWfI/AAAAAAAAAlU/FlgH3wgjHmk/s72-c/mulher_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-7285778924667264250</id><published>2009-01-24T16:20:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T16:25:26.993-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Vou te buscar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SXtczl4s89I/AAAAAAAAAlM/uknktW98VoE/s1600-h/untitledoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294927828317172690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SXtczl4s89I/AAAAAAAAAlM/uknktW98VoE/s320/untitledoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vou te buscar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Toda vez que&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fecho meus olhos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É para te encontrar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resgatar na distância&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que separa sentimento de ilusão&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prover meu sonho com essa desenvoltura&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E compreender meu coração&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mesmo de olhos fechados&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não te esqueço&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Este seu sorriso de criança&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Simplesmente me acontece&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Além do mais, entre nós todo amor é imprescindível&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por maior que ele sejapreciso retê-lo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fecho então os olhoscom todo zelo possível&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu amor vou te buscar!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;De Magela/Patrícia Bueno &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-7285778924667264250?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/7285778924667264250/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=7285778924667264250' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/7285778924667264250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/7285778924667264250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/01/vou-te-buscar.html' title='Vou te buscar'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SXtczl4s89I/AAAAAAAAAlM/uknktW98VoE/s72-c/untitledoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-3692849608773831200</id><published>2009-01-24T16:03:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T16:19:21.743-02:00</updated><title type='text'>“Reaprendi a beijar”.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SXtbh2ThyNI/AAAAAAAAAlE/2X5q0ixRCJE/s1600-h/296330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294926423975381202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SXtbh2ThyNI/AAAAAAAAAlE/2X5q0ixRCJE/s320/296330.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Reaprendi a beijar”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A boca rompe barreiras&lt;br /&gt;Para outra boca encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Num beijo doce,&lt;br /&gt;Louco e abrasador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O toque suave,&lt;br /&gt;No calor da paixão.&lt;br /&gt;O amor por si só, traduz.&lt;br /&gt;Sem definir tal emoção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em meios a devaneios&lt;br /&gt;Envolve-me sem hesitação&lt;br /&gt;Um sabor raro,&lt;br /&gt;Que incendeia sem explicação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E fazia tempo que não beijava&lt;br /&gt;E tanto tempo que não beijava assim&lt;br /&gt;Que fez nascer&lt;br /&gt;A magia do sentir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem temer o êxtase desta emoção&lt;br /&gt;Levo aos lábios o cálice deste amor&lt;br /&gt;Pra ficar te beijando&lt;br /&gt;Beijando-te assim...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dm/pb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Falam do amor de verdade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que nunca poderemos tirar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sua intensidade.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem toque de mãos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem pecado na intenção...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apenas, seu olhar nos meus,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E o meu nos seus.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Versos de amor e de alegria&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que a vida ensinou a fazer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sentados na praça; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vivendo sem pressa...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Só eu e você.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Thyta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-827833949389861206?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/827833949389861206/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=827833949389861206' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/827833949389861206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/827833949389861206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/01/aqueles-versos-que-falvamos.html' title='Aqueles versos que falávamos'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SZYQCQZDpBI/AAAAAAAAArI/OKbelXmGYEQ/s72-c/abracame1moldura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-201193605567200854</id><published>2009-01-21T00:51:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T01:20:09.829-02:00</updated><title type='text'>VEM ESCREVER COMIGO?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SXaUCF95HvI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/6VGK7KGZDiI/s1600-h/y1pX-vmQldffN4LPez6soQx7s0a6W7QjeflflxtRvCU4_MB4RNufP20WqOS07LA_vSbmtsHyaB_VjE.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293581175703019250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SXaUCF95HvI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/6VGK7KGZDiI/s320/y1pX-vmQldffN4LPez6soQx7s0a6W7QjeflflxtRvCU4_MB4RNufP20WqOS07LA_vSbmtsHyaB_VjE.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VEM ESCREVER COMIGO&lt;br /&gt;OS VERSOS QUE OUTRORA FALAMOS&lt;br /&gt;SENTADOS NA CALÇADA&lt;br /&gt;QUANDO A NOITE CHEGAVA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DESPROVIDO DE NUVENS&lt;br /&gt;SO A LUA NOS OBSERVAVA&lt;br /&gt;E O UNIVERSO FICAVA PEQUENO&lt;br /&gt;SOMENTE COM AS PALAVRAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSOS QUE PERFEITOS PARA NOS&lt;br /&gt;AMOR REPRESENTAVA&lt;br /&gt;SEM O TOQUE DAS MAOS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APENAS NOS OLHAVAMOS&lt;br /&gt;TENTANDO NOS COMPOR&lt;br /&gt;NOSSOS VERSOS DE AMOR&lt;br /&gt;DE MANEIRA QUE A VIDA NOS ENSINAVA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUDO SEM PRESSA&lt;br /&gt;SEM NADA&lt;br /&gt;SOMENTE COM O CORAÇAO&lt;br /&gt;E A ALEGRIA QUE AQUELE MOMENTO NOS PROPORCIONAVA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMENTE EU E VOCE&lt;br /&gt;ALI SENTADOS NA CALÇADA&lt;br /&gt;DAQUELA PRAÇA...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;DM/PB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-201193605567200854?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/201193605567200854/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=201193605567200854' title='1 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viagem sem volta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rifando sentimentos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sinto as lágrimas que escorrem pelo corpo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como única tentativa de mais um grito louco.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mesmo assim, o calor impera&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Neste caminho de ilusão.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Banhado por estas águas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Está o coração.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Longe num pedaço do horizonte,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nuvens, sonho e o vento.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que desnudo e sem forma...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem gosto se constrange.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nas lembranças que ficaram&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perdidas em um só pensamento.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;De Magela/Thyta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-5279745727040075149?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/5279745727040075149/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=5279745727040075149' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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escrevi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Libertei sentimentos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que nunca senti.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma brisa bateu em meu &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Querendo conversar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu já estava perdido em sua boca:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não deu pra falar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Delicadamente...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu a sinto me seguindo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quanto mais te beijava...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sentia a brisa sorrindo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tantos sonhos nesse beijo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que nem dá para acordar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em você meu amor se encanta,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mesmo que delicadamente a brisa vem me acordar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-2353794899249561294?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2353794899249561294/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=2353794899249561294' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-4531541096909995994</id><published>2009-01-21T00:28:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T00:32:26.957-02:00</updated><title type='text'>E morrer partindo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SXaI-cdZ9dI/AAAAAAAAAjw/vf75yNq0J24/s1600-h/Eu-te-amo.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293569018393392594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SXaI-cdZ9dI/AAAAAAAAAjw/vf75yNq0J24/s320/Eu-te-amo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E morrer partindo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dm/PB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Viajo pelos sonhos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Num vôo bem alto e longe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que me solto e,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fico sem chão.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fico sem paraíso...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas não importa;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porque nos meus sonhos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você está comigo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se a brisa bate no rosto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E diz que devemos voltar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Digo que não é o momento,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que é lindo te amar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ela insiste.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que seu coração concebe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando ama, peca e perdoa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não é para morrer sentindo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O amor é uma brisa...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vive vagando á toa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deve viver solto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E morrer partindo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-4531541096909995994?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/4531541096909995994/comments/default' title='Postar 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/&gt;Outra vez...&lt;br /&gt;Viajando na velocidade do tempo&lt;br /&gt;Quase não percebo,&lt;br /&gt;Mas m’alma repousa em teu ser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E entrego a ti&lt;br /&gt;Toda intensidade deste sentimento&lt;br /&gt;Compartilhando nossos momentos&lt;br /&gt;Nestas poesias de amor.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apenas um...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By Thyta&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-6982785875288571191?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/6982785875288571191/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SXS2r788upI/AAAAAAAAAjo/zvYpyPhBZAw/s72-c/LADEY.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-885901742371304996</id><published>2009-01-19T15:07:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T15:12:31.900-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Palavras renascidas onde a luz se perdeu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SXS0Dw3DLpI/AAAAAAAAAjg/M-v98SAPxmg/s1600-h/ATcAAAAs2GkzdHCsuNqCqlhEHSb3Pi1NRI6_1rc58TTVCumJFlmByMsAo3A2q1dveVbcMJnbuGbNXbfcsJEc0KXO8yN1AJtU9VAlXpPvbl99XnV7jB-JRG2ROdUrlg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293053438815579794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SXS0Dw3DLpI/AAAAAAAAAjg/M-v98SAPxmg/s320/ATcAAAAs2GkzdHCsuNqCqlhEHSb3Pi1NRI6_1rc58TTVCumJFlmByMsAo3A2q1dveVbcMJnbuGbNXbfcsJEc0KXO8yN1AJtU9VAlXpPvbl99XnV7jB-JRG2ROdUrlg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Palavras renascidas onde a luz se perdeu&lt;br /&gt;By thy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os pingos que tocam no chão...&lt;br /&gt;São lagrimas molhando meu pranto&lt;br /&gt;Restos de palavras que não foram ditas&lt;br /&gt;Lágrimas salgadas&lt;br /&gt;Lagrimas oculta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os pingos de lagrimas em meu rosto&lt;br /&gt;São dias de espera...&lt;br /&gt;E que se iniciam...&lt;br /&gt;O silencio da solidão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transformadas em tristeza, renascida...&lt;br /&gt;Os pingos tocam em mim&lt;br /&gt;As minhas lágrimas,&lt;br /&gt;Como feridas&lt;br /&gt;Enfraqueceram meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As palavras me angustiam&lt;br /&gt;Sufocando todo o peito.&lt;br /&gt;Indecifrável pela porta da minha mente&lt;br /&gt;Como se faltasse as forças ao meu pensamento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E caem como pingos de chuva...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-885901742371304996?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/885901742371304996/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=885901742371304996' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/885901742371304996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/885901742371304996'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-7456186419908314388</id><published>2009-01-02T17:24:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T18:45:07.160-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Chove...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SV58V5Gi3wI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/66kNDRahHEM/s1600-h/BXK15903_gostas-de-chuva800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286799728126910210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SV58V5Gi3wI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/66kNDRahHEM/s320/BXK15903_gostas-de-chuva800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chove&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By thy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chove lá fora&lt;br /&gt;Não podemos sair&lt;br /&gt;Aqui está seco e perfumado&lt;br /&gt;Nem é primavera...&lt;br /&gt;Mas exala o cheiro das flores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em tudo há pedaços de nossa paixão,&lt;br /&gt;Nos toques, deliro e prazer.&lt;br /&gt;E nada importa nesta hora,&lt;br /&gt;Nem o mundo lá fora...&lt;br /&gt;Só o que existe aqui dentro&lt;br /&gt;‘Eu e você’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ternura dos teus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Das palavras e dos gestos&lt;br /&gt;Encantados...&lt;br /&gt;E nada pode mensurar o meu amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momento único...&lt;br /&gt;Só nosso...&lt;br /&gt;Deleito em cada beijo&lt;br /&gt;Em som de musica, o amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passam-se as horas&lt;br /&gt;Eu te amo&lt;br /&gt;E te amo tanto&lt;br /&gt;Que nem sei o quanto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então compreendo o significado&lt;br /&gt;De estarmos aqui,&lt;br /&gt;E digo baixinho:&lt;br /&gt;Oh! chuva, abençoe nosso amor.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-7456186419908314388?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/7456186419908314388/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=7456186419908314388' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/7456186419908314388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/7456186419908314388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2009/01/chove.html' title='Chove...'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SV58V5Gi3wI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/66kNDRahHEM/s72-c/BXK15903_gostas-de-chuva800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-2046858294420385341</id><published>2008-11-28T22:06:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T22:23:02.005-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cidade grande</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/STCKsrZCnfI/AAAAAAAAAcI/Jpe-WwtJ5U0/s1600-h/Santos%2520Cidade%2520Maravilhosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273867663817481714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/STCKsrZCnfI/AAAAAAAAAcI/Jpe-WwtJ5U0/s320/Santos%2520Cidade%2520Maravilhosa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cidade grande&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cidade grande é a minha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheia de monumentos:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Casas; comércio; igrejas e sinos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tantos como pensamentos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No banco da praça vejo meninos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uns correm lá; outros pra cá&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um casal de namorados&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Escondido tenta se beijar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alguém sempre chega&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sempre alguém esta indo embora&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem perceber é outro dia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outro romper de aurora&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por que aqui vivem apressados?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sentado, dá para observar;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alguns vão pra casa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outros vão pro bar. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uns querem que o dia acabe;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outros querem outro dia. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ficar na rua, fazer folia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chegou minha hora, mais uma tarde se foi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Preciso trabalhar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O céu não pode esperar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emanuel deve estar bufando feito boi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deve estar cansado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Todo impaciente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Com cara de pecado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pecado faz mal pra gente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando passa por mim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sempre fala assim: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A cidade é sua!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ele vai e deixa a noite.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nos deixa sozinho: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eu e a lua.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By Papai Braga &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-2046858294420385341?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2046858294420385341/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=2046858294420385341' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/2046858294420385341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/2046858294420385341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2008/11/cidade-grande.html' title='Cidade grande'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/STCKsrZCnfI/AAAAAAAAAcI/Jpe-WwtJ5U0/s72-c/Santos%2520Cidade%2520Maravilhosa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-3731371069335351284</id><published>2008-11-28T21:58:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T22:06:27.469-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia de parque</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/STCHTAii1wI/AAAAAAAAAcA/DO0KVqyYDBE/s1600-h/parque.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273863924283004674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/STCHTAii1wI/AAAAAAAAAcA/DO0KVqyYDBE/s320/parque.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dia de parque&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perdida num pensamento&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nem sei como fui parar lá&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estava tão atrasada...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peguei condução errada que já ia xingar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Disse a menina: Mãe é por ali&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tem muitas diversões&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fui indo atrás sem preocupações...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como é bonito o Parque de Jundiaí&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Criança correndo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma aqui, outra acolá!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Muito divertido&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um monte a cantar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gente de bicicleta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outras caminhando feito atleta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alguns sentados no banco&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Felizes a tagarelar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crianças brincando aqueles com bichinhos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Verde, brisa, nenhuma atrapalhação...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isso mesmo! Lá tem alguns macaquinhos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tudo cheirando emoção&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estava tão bom...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas tive que voltar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Firmei o pensamento&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A condução vou enfrentar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By Mami Braga&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-3731371069335351284?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3731371069335351284/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=3731371069335351284' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/3731371069335351284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/3731371069335351284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2008/11/dia-de-parque.html' title='Dia de parque'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/STCHTAii1wI/AAAAAAAAAcA/DO0KVqyYDBE/s72-c/parque.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-3677529616480297923</id><published>2008-11-28T21:44:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T21:56:26.127-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/STCE5tR2ypI/AAAAAAAAAb4/0MO7HO9kqXY/s1600-h/mamae%2520e%2520bb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273861290592750226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/STCE5tR2ypI/AAAAAAAAAb4/0MO7HO9kqXY/s320/mamae%2520e%2520bb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Para mamãe♥♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu coração&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu coração é uma &lt;img class="gl_photo" alt="Adicionar imagem" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Máquina sem direção&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que bate acelerado &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e perde a razão&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se esta apaixonado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bate com emoção &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Palpita apressado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como um furacão&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É confuso.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É delicado.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ás vezes triste&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por estar enamorado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Só por um motivo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quase pára de bater: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É um motivo fofinho...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esse motivo é você!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By Lála Bueno &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-3677529616480297923?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3677529616480297923/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=3677529616480297923' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/3677529616480297923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/3677529616480297923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2008/11/para-mame-meu-corao-meu-corao-uma.html' title=''/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/STCE5tR2ypI/AAAAAAAAAb4/0MO7HO9kqXY/s72-c/mamae%2520e%2520bb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-3927436321769908893</id><published>2008-11-28T21:40:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T21:44:27.733-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando a noite chega</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/STCCH5VRpBI/AAAAAAAAAbw/TSszqxHUiec/s1600-h/GetAttachment9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273858235811603474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/STCCH5VRpBI/AAAAAAAAAbw/TSszqxHUiec/s320/GetAttachment9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando a noite chega&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tudo silencia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando a noite chega&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A mesma sensação tão fria&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recomeça sem que alguém veja&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pássaros não querem cantar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não há janelas e seus beija-flores&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maritacas e calangos se escondem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tudo deve repousar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A lua não!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O céu fica bonito&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estrelas começam a brilhar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nem sei se ela é triste ou se é seu grito&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por que será que ela muda?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Será que isso lhe convém?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Será que faz por desgosto?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Será que é a espera de alguém?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mesmo silenciosa a noite tem muito a dizer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A lua se calou e foi embora&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deixou-me aqui parada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tão sozinha como agora&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By Mami &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-3927436321769908893?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3927436321769908893/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=3927436321769908893' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/3927436321769908893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/3927436321769908893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2008/11/quando-noite-chega.html' title='Quando a noite chega'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/STCCH5VRpBI/AAAAAAAAAbw/TSszqxHUiec/s72-c/GetAttachment9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-3763595565737457520</id><published>2008-11-22T23:09:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T23:12:22.359-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pedaços</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Pedaços&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como ajustar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os pedaços espalhados por ai...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na poesia, na saudade e&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na lágrima que cisma em cair?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pedaços sem sorrisos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aqueles que ficam escondidos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os improvisos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A força de colorir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não ajuste! Aceite.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tudo se completa assim:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faz parte da vida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ou o amor tem seu fim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A força da poesia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Da saudade, da lagrima fria&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que cisma em cair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;È o que dá sentido se o amor existir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DM/PB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-3763595565737457520?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3763595565737457520/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=3763595565737457520' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/3763595565737457520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/3763595565737457520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2008/11/pedaos.html' title='Pedaços'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-3047175864390776869</id><published>2008-10-28T16:55:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:15:35.001-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Enfraquecido</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SQdkZHGZ-8I/AAAAAAAAAT0/9hlMspPqn0E/s1600-h/ATcAAAAs2GkzdHCsuNqCqlhEHSb3Pi1NRI6_1rc58TTVCumJFlmByMsAo3A2q1dveVbcMJnbuGbNXbfcsJEc0KXO8yN1AJtU9VAlXpPvbl99XnV7jB-JRG2ROdUrlg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262285072171137986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SQdkZHGZ-8I/AAAAAAAAAT0/9hlMspPqn0E/s320/ATcAAAAs2GkzdHCsuNqCqlhEHSb3Pi1NRI6_1rc58TTVCumJFlmByMsAo3A2q1dveVbcMJnbuGbNXbfcsJEc0KXO8yN1AJtU9VAlXpPvbl99XnV7jB-JRG2ROdUrlg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enfraquecido&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quero falar do meu amor!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esse que guardo lá no fundo do peito&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De tão apaixonado; existe!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É forte como o vento e não sopra direito&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É uma fortaleza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Infinito de alegria&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O maior dos meus alentos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como essa poesia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se pudesse te abraçar agora&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faria o tempo parar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Talvez, os meus olhos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parassem te lhe buscar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se pudesse seus lábios tocar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O vento que já vive na paixão&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sopraria ainda mais forte&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dentro do meu coração&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desejo sempre sentir seu perfume&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perder-me em seu mormaço&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Preciso me sentir enfraquecido&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No seu beijo e no seu abraço&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;De Magela e Patrícia Bueno &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-3047175864390776869?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3047175864390776869/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=3047175864390776869' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/3047175864390776869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/3047175864390776869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2008/10/enfraquecido.html' title='Enfraquecido'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SQdkZHGZ-8I/AAAAAAAAAT0/9hlMspPqn0E/s72-c/ATcAAAAs2GkzdHCsuNqCqlhEHSb3Pi1NRI6_1rc58TTVCumJFlmByMsAo3A2q1dveVbcMJnbuGbNXbfcsJEc0KXO8yN1AJtU9VAlXpPvbl99XnV7jB-JRG2ROdUrlg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-7166605820462785738</id><published>2008-10-28T16:45:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T16:53:33.551-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem um por quê</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SQdfF1PsImI/AAAAAAAAATs/omLjZev-QVM/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262279243402584674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SQdfF1PsImI/AAAAAAAAATs/omLjZev-QVM/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem um por quê!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não acostumo mais&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem seu beijo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não saberei viver&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem o seu abraço&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ficar assim, longe deste laço...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por isso, tenho que dizer:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que te amo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como estou dizendo agora&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não consigo conter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Essa impulsividade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De amar de verdade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que magoa sem querer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Às vezes dá uma tristeza...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esticada sem um por quê!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como se qualquer coisa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pudesse me afastar para longe de você.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;De Magela e Patrícia Bueno &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-7166605820462785738?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/7166605820462785738/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=7166605820462785738' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/7166605820462785738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/7166605820462785738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2008/10/sem-um-por-qu.html' title='Sem um por quê'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SQdfF1PsImI/AAAAAAAAATs/omLjZev-QVM/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7505626109828584928.post-1839282582577822539</id><published>2008-10-11T02:04:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T02:51:23.050-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Aquele moço</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SPA416CdKsI/AAAAAAAAATk/NVFzyiOCjts/s1600-h/ATgAAABmiZ4OVXFuKsYcryTziCr-A8QhgOKj0BQQIJtxKVAEXs6CsFoqf9NFFWe5Q5WD2rzutJBGHLXb6UuKxNR8xvCrAJtU9VDdh3WKGm7WE1yOCnvASQ3mNeiseA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255763263905147586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SPA416CdKsI/AAAAAAAAATk/NVFzyiOCjts/s320/ATgAAABmiZ4OVXFuKsYcryTziCr-A8QhgOKj0BQQIJtxKVAEXs6CsFoqf9NFFWe5Q5WD2rzutJBGHLXb6UuKxNR8xvCrAJtU9VDdh3WKGm7WE1yOCnvASQ3mNeiseA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aquele moço&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Thy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aquele moço&lt;br /&gt;Lá da esquina&lt;br /&gt;Todo sério e elegante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem um olhar me conceda&lt;br /&gt;Sempre ocupado,&lt;br /&gt;Com muita pressa&lt;br /&gt;Vai com seu nariz empinado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca vi coisa igual&lt;br /&gt;Tão bonito e elegante&lt;br /&gt;Tão sério aquele moço!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando passa aqui na rua,&lt;br /&gt;Todo alinhado, que formosura.&lt;br /&gt;Fico a admirar da janela&lt;br /&gt;A beleza mais bela, que o meu olho já vira!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beleza em traços&lt;br /&gt;Perfeitamente desenhados.&lt;br /&gt;Que s vezes, me pego a pensar,&lt;br /&gt;Seria ainda mais belo&lt;br /&gt;Se um sorriso fizesse brilhar&lt;br /&gt;Destes que explode e contagia&lt;br /&gt;A quem se quer o olhar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7505626109828584928-1839282582577822539?l=umamorempoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/1839282582577822539/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7505626109828584928&amp;postID=1839282582577822539' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/1839282582577822539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7505626109828584928/posts/default/1839282582577822539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umamorempoesia.blogspot.com/2008/10/aquele-moo.html' title='Aquele moço'/><author><name>Poesia e Amor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00538082660768161231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/Sp6-bb_UofI/AAAAAAAAA50/mISv-DkDs_A/S220/082009141356.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULZXgTSApPo/SPA416CdKsI/AAAAAAAAATk/NVFzyiOCjts/s72-c/ATgAAABmiZ4OVXFuKsYcryTziCr-A8QhgOKj0BQQIJtxKVAEXs6CsFoqf9NFFWe5Q5WD2rzutJBGHLXb6UuKxNR8xvCrAJtU9VDdh3WKGm7WE1yOCnvASQ3mNeiseA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
