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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;C04GR3w_fCp7ImA9WhRVGEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884062620945053147</id><updated>2012-01-18T07:18:46.244-03:00</updated><title>Yo te venero, mujer</title><subtitle type="html">Algunos ya nos dimos cuenta...</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17707075849214397084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SSBKNQCgh2I/AAAAAAAAAYs/GxANWZJmi1I/S220/Bocanada_by_yelen.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/LfFO" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="blogspot/lffo" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUQDQXY-cSp7ImA9WxFTF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884062620945053147.post-5973916771187343447</id><published>2010-04-07T23:39:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T02:09:30.859-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-08T02:09:30.859-03:00</app:edited><title>ANGUSTIAS HAMBRIENTAS</title><content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;A CONTRALUZ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A contraluz puedes ver mi cara,&lt;br /&gt;un perfil agobiado, asustado a veces.&lt;br /&gt;Así llego a ti todas las noches,&lt;br /&gt;como Las Mil y Una,&lt;br /&gt;por si la has leido.&lt;br /&gt;Me dezlizo entre penumbras&lt;br /&gt;sin que despiertes,&lt;br /&gt;sin que amanezca.&lt;br /&gt;Y te protejo a ti,&lt;br /&gt;que me quieres y que me extrañas.&lt;br /&gt;Que mueres cada noche&lt;br /&gt;al no poder sentir que estoy contigo.&lt;br /&gt;Y aunque no sepas de mi&lt;br /&gt;y angustias hambrientas&lt;br /&gt;se coman tu pecho,&lt;br /&gt;te seguiré visitando.&lt;br /&gt;Mientras tus ganas sean tan fuertes&lt;br /&gt;que puedas verme a contraluz&lt;br /&gt;...aún con los ojos cerrados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saint&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/S71j6jK4DRI/AAAAAAAAAiY/AbRVfpa6voc/s1600/Bocanada_by_yelen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457628180967329042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/S71j6jK4DRI/AAAAAAAAAiY/AbRVfpa6voc/s400/Bocanada_by_yelen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5884062620945053147-5973916771187343447?l=teveneromujer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/feeds/5973916771187343447/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884062620945053147&amp;postID=5973916771187343447" title="38 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/5973916771187343447?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/5973916771187343447?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/2010/04/angustias-hambrientas.html" title="ANGUSTIAS HAMBRIENTAS" /><author><name>saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17707075849214397084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SSBKNQCgh2I/AAAAAAAAAYs/GxANWZJmi1I/S220/Bocanada_by_yelen.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/S71j6jK4DRI/AAAAAAAAAiY/AbRVfpa6voc/s72-c/Bocanada_by_yelen.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>38</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0IFR3c-eyp7ImA9WxBQGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884062620945053147.post-198647469406010035</id><published>2010-01-18T22:02:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T01:31:56.953-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-19T01:31:56.953-03:00</app:edited><title>HABRÁ OTRAS TARDES?</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/S1U0me8IxnI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/nFV_XOuYCRc/s1600-h/Cold_shivers_from_the_past_by_bittersweetvenom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/S1U0me8IxnI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/nFV_XOuYCRc/s400/Cold_shivers_from_the_past_by_bittersweetvenom.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428302761609971314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;LABIOS TIBIOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ahora se siente el frío...&lt;div&gt;Hubo otras tardes, pero con calor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;con piel urgente y manos cálidas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Con labios tibios.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tengo las manos con frío...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hubo otras tardes y no estuve solo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miradas suplicantes, bocas abiertas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;caricias en el pelo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La espera es mi abrigo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Habrá otras tardes?..Habrá?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Un café de por medio, una charla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pruébame....,  labios tibios.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-size:small;"&gt;Saint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/S1Ukzn3mHGI/AAAAAAAAAiI/FKoantKNOY8/s400/Suspiro_by_Diamela.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/i&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/5884062620945053147-198647469406010035?l=teveneromujer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/feeds/198647469406010035/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884062620945053147&amp;postID=198647469406010035" title="29 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/198647469406010035?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/198647469406010035?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/2010/01/habra-otras-tardes.html" title="HABRÁ OTRAS TARDES?" /><author><name>saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17707075849214397084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SSBKNQCgh2I/AAAAAAAAAYs/GxANWZJmi1I/S220/Bocanada_by_yelen.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/S1U0me8IxnI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/nFV_XOuYCRc/s72-c/Cold_shivers_from_the_past_by_bittersweetvenom.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkIAQXoyfCp7ImA9WxBQEUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884062620945053147.post-1245749050508544357</id><published>2010-01-11T00:18:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T01:35:40.494-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-11T01:35:40.494-03:00</app:edited><title>TE LLEVAS LA MíA</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/S0qpLD4CX8I/AAAAAAAAAhw/BR29HajJXUE/s1600-h/so_violento_so_macabro_by_pinkdressdoll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/S0qpLD4CX8I/AAAAAAAAAhw/BR29HajJXUE/s400/so_violento_so_macabro_by_pinkdressdoll.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425334708605181890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;SE NOS VA LA VIDA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abrázame fuerte sin decir palabra,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya empieza el embrujo, vamos a soñar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que este amor prohibido,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grande y tan profundo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;volará hacia el mundo y a la libertad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No.., no me digas nada,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quédate en silencio,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;un último abrazo vamos a intentar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bésame los ojos, cierra mis heridas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;se nos va la vida, vamos a soñar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No es posible sentir tanto amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;como todo el que siento por ti,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no me niegues ahora el calor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que la vida se escapa de mi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dame mi amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dame el fuego escondido en tu ser,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mientras dejo mi boca correr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;por tu boca en un vuelo infernal,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mientras llega el momento final&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de perder la conciencia y saber&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que te llevas mi vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No.., no me digas nada,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;márchate en silencio,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guárdate mis besos en algún lugar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dentro de tu alma, como un buen recuerdo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se nos fue la vida.., basta de soñar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch_popup?v=_sJk_8LZxJQ#t=222"&gt;Sandro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/S0qpWnX5a9I/AAAAAAAAAh4/5UItm_ldEL0/s400/Without_You_by_kedralynn.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425334907112614866" /&gt;&lt;/i&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/5884062620945053147-1245749050508544357?l=teveneromujer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/feeds/1245749050508544357/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884062620945053147&amp;postID=1245749050508544357" title="10 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/1245749050508544357?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/1245749050508544357?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/2010/01/te-llevas-la-mia.html" title="TE LLEVAS LA MíA" /><author><name>saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17707075849214397084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SSBKNQCgh2I/AAAAAAAAAYs/GxANWZJmi1I/S220/Bocanada_by_yelen.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/S0qpLD4CX8I/AAAAAAAAAhw/BR29HajJXUE/s72-c/so_violento_so_macabro_by_pinkdressdoll.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0MCR3syfyp7ImA9WxBTGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884062620945053147.post-1076742184474484749</id><published>2009-12-16T13:28:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T13:37:46.597-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-16T13:37:46.597-03:00</app:edited><title>ENTRE LA PARED Y TU RECUERDO</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SykKyQV5viI/AAAAAAAAAho/IKY3D5JfYLg/s1600-h/Vundo____by_Bissarrie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SykKyQV5viI/AAAAAAAAAho/IKY3D5JfYLg/s400/Vundo____by_Bissarrie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415871885386300962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pudiera ser que todo lo que en verso he sentido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no fuera más que aquello que nunca pudo ser...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Alfonsina Storni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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/5884062620945053147-1076742184474484749?l=teveneromujer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/feeds/1076742184474484749/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884062620945053147&amp;postID=1076742184474484749" title="25 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/1076742184474484749?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/1076742184474484749?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/2009/12/entre-la-pared-y-tu-recuerdo.html" title="ENTRE LA PARED Y TU RECUERDO" /><author><name>saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17707075849214397084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SSBKNQCgh2I/AAAAAAAAAYs/GxANWZJmi1I/S220/Bocanada_by_yelen.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SykKyQV5viI/AAAAAAAAAho/IKY3D5JfYLg/s72-c/Vundo____by_Bissarrie.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEAESHgyfCp7ImA9WxVUEU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884062620945053147.post-6985606024857596041</id><published>2009-03-14T23:13:00.013-02:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T14:05:09.694-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-15T14:05:09.694-03:00</app:edited><title>LEER ANTES DE USAR</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/Sbxg4gfaeaI/AAAAAAAAAgc/nFnrLXpQcTw/s1600-h/man_in_black____by_mat3jko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/Sbxg4gfaeaI/AAAAAAAAAgc/nFnrLXpQcTw/s400/man_in_black____by_mat3jko.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313228184300976546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(149, 179, 170);font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ADVERTENCIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Si alguna vez sufres -y lo       harás-&lt;br /&gt;por alguien que te amó y que te abandona,&lt;br /&gt;no le guardes rencor ni le perdones: &lt;br /&gt;deforma su memoria el rencoroso&lt;br /&gt;y en amor, el perdón es sólo una palabra &lt;br /&gt;que no se aviene nunca a un sentimiento.&lt;br /&gt;Soporta tu dolor en soledad, &lt;br /&gt;porque el merecimiento aún de la adversidad mayor&lt;br /&gt;está justificado si fuiste &lt;br /&gt;desleal a tu conciencia, no apostando&lt;br /&gt;sólo por el amor que te entregaba &lt;br /&gt;su esplendor inocente, sus intocados mundos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Así que cuando sufras -y lo harás-&lt;br /&gt;por alguien que te amó, procura siempre &lt;br /&gt;acusarte a ti mismo de su olvido&lt;br /&gt;porque fuiste cobarde o quizá fuiste ingrato. &lt;br /&gt;Y aprende que la vida tiene un precio&lt;br /&gt;que no puedes pagar continuamente. &lt;br /&gt;Y aprende dignidad en tu derrota,&lt;br /&gt;agradeciendo a quien te quiso &lt;br /&gt;el regalo fugaz de su hermosura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;De «Los vanos mundos»&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Felipe Benítez Reyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5884062620945053147-6985606024857596041?l=teveneromujer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/feeds/6985606024857596041/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884062620945053147&amp;postID=6985606024857596041" title="83 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/6985606024857596041?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/6985606024857596041?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/2009/03/manual-para-sufrir.html" title="LEER ANTES DE USAR" /><author><name>saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17707075849214397084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SSBKNQCgh2I/AAAAAAAAAYs/GxANWZJmi1I/S220/Bocanada_by_yelen.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/Sbxg4gfaeaI/AAAAAAAAAgc/nFnrLXpQcTw/s72-c/man_in_black____by_mat3jko.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>83</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUABSX04eip7ImA9WxVXF0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884062620945053147.post-6359088844862422448</id><published>2009-02-15T01:54:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T15:09:18.332-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-15T15:09:18.332-02:00</app:edited><title>COSAS QUE AMO</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SZhK3oXV_wI/AAAAAAAAAfs/bBObYMOAG3c/s1600-h/inside_the_mirror_I_by_sianxian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SZhK3oXV_wI/AAAAAAAAAfs/bBObYMOAG3c/s400/inside_the_mirror_I_by_sianxian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303070880817348354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AMO MIS BRAZOS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amo mis brazos,mis manos,&lt;br /&gt;la punta de mis dedos.&lt;br /&gt;Amo mis labios ,mi olfato,&lt;br /&gt;la parte áspera de mi lengua.&lt;br /&gt;Amo mis ojos,mi piel,&lt;br /&gt;mi hombría dentro tuyo.&lt;br /&gt;Amo esto porque todo&lt;br /&gt;hace que tú me ames.&lt;br /&gt;Y amo que seas feliz&lt;br /&gt;sabiendo que yo te amo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Saint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5884062620945053147-6359088844862422448?l=teveneromujer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/feeds/6359088844862422448/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884062620945053147&amp;postID=6359088844862422448" title="69 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/6359088844862422448?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/6359088844862422448?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/2009/02/cosas-que-amo.html" title="COSAS QUE AMO" /><author><name>saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17707075849214397084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SSBKNQCgh2I/AAAAAAAAAYs/GxANWZJmi1I/S220/Bocanada_by_yelen.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SZhK3oXV_wI/AAAAAAAAAfs/bBObYMOAG3c/s72-c/inside_the_mirror_I_by_sianxian.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>69</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU4GSHoyeyp7ImA9WxVRF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884062620945053147.post-5646372423816010935</id><published>2009-01-24T01:40:00.008-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T04:18:49.493-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-24T04:18:49.493-02:00</app:edited><title>CORAZÓN RECICLADO</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SXqjxc24K_I/AAAAAAAAAe0/_jA0INDK5pQ/s1600-h/Up_There__by_sareph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SXqjxc24K_I/AAAAAAAAAe0/_jA0INDK5pQ/s400/Up_There__by_sareph.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294724381882723314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEFINITIVAMENTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitivamente no puedo vivir sin vos.&lt;br /&gt;No estás conmigo pero traigo tu recuerdo&lt;br /&gt;por lo menos una vez al día.&lt;br /&gt;Y que casualidad, justo en los momentos&lt;br /&gt;en que la tristeza es más oscura que mi sombra&lt;br /&gt;y la melancolia, más espesa que mi sangre.&lt;br /&gt;Me acuerdo cuando te despertaste llorando&lt;br /&gt;porque habías soñado que  no me ibas a ver más.&lt;br /&gt;Me rogaste que no te deje&lt;br /&gt;y lloré con vos,muerto de amor.&lt;br /&gt;O de como nos gustaba viajar en el bus,&lt;br /&gt;siempre por el mismo camino que bordea el mar,&lt;br /&gt;abrazados,mirando las olas tras las ventanas,&lt;br /&gt;presagiando el amor que vendría al llegar.&lt;br /&gt;Imborrable es también la sonrisa&lt;br /&gt;con la que me esperabas todos los días en el andén.&lt;br /&gt;Tu cara se iluminaba como las avenidas&lt;br /&gt;un día de fiesta.Imagino la mía también.&lt;br /&gt;Verte era como cumplir años siendo niño.&lt;br /&gt;Así fué como me enamoré de vos.&lt;br /&gt;Tanto, tanto...,hasta de como eras&lt;br /&gt;cuando aún no te conocía.&lt;br /&gt;Cada día de tu amor era una excusa&lt;br /&gt;para escribirte un poema&lt;br /&gt;y hoy no puedo acordarme de ninguno.&lt;br /&gt;Ni siquiera uno de los 938 que te escribí.&lt;br /&gt;Porque quise que fueran solo tuyos&lt;br /&gt;y de nadie más.&lt;br /&gt;Definitivamente no puedo vivir mi vida&lt;br /&gt;sin que estés en ella.&lt;br /&gt;Por eso es que te traigo conmigo,&lt;br /&gt;al menos una vez al día.&lt;br /&gt;Enmascarada en postales de mi felicidad.&lt;br /&gt;Dibujada en recuerdos de mi corazón reciclado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Saint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SXqt5UZNksI/AAAAAAAAAfE/5iSX5tIVJhU/s1600-h/Let__s_be_Birds_by_JackieJealousy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5884062620945053147-5646372423816010935?l=teveneromujer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/feeds/5646372423816010935/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884062620945053147&amp;postID=5646372423816010935" title="95 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/5646372423816010935?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/5646372423816010935?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/2009/01/corazn-reciclado.html" title="CORAZÓN RECICLADO" /><author><name>saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17707075849214397084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SSBKNQCgh2I/AAAAAAAAAYs/GxANWZJmi1I/S220/Bocanada_by_yelen.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SXqjxc24K_I/AAAAAAAAAe0/_jA0INDK5pQ/s72-c/Up_There__by_sareph.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>95</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MASXk7eyp7ImA9WxVSF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884062620945053147.post-7316973594875665108</id><published>2009-01-11T03:34:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T18:24:08.703-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-11T18:24:08.703-02:00</app:edited><title>MIRADA INMÓVIL</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ESPERANDO UN REGRESO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asistí a la muerte de un amor&lt;br /&gt;como mueren las alas de los angeles terrenales.&lt;br /&gt;Tu pelicula constante invade mi memoria.&lt;br /&gt;Soy su único espectador y no se detiene.&lt;br /&gt;Me gané una mirada inmóvil de resignación&lt;br /&gt;clavada en un horizonte que no es.&lt;br /&gt;Con pedazos de corazón&lt;br /&gt;luchando por no desprenderse,&lt;br /&gt;esperando un regreso que no va a suceder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Saint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SWmI8FHuj8I/AAAAAAAAAek/2uNeXRJR1wQ/s1600-h/n705529828_1427567_8808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SWmI8FHuj8I/AAAAAAAAAek/2uNeXRJR1wQ/s400/n705529828_1427567_8808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289909803071475650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5884062620945053147-7316973594875665108?l=teveneromujer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/feeds/7316973594875665108/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884062620945053147&amp;postID=7316973594875665108" title="60 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/7316973594875665108?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/7316973594875665108?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/2009/01/mirada-inmvil.html" title="MIRADA INMÓVIL" /><author><name>saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17707075849214397084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SSBKNQCgh2I/AAAAAAAAAYs/GxANWZJmi1I/S220/Bocanada_by_yelen.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SWmI8FHuj8I/AAAAAAAAAek/2uNeXRJR1wQ/s72-c/n705529828_1427567_8808.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>60</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0MMR3o_fyp7ImA9WxVSFEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884062620945053147.post-1732513127264421831</id><published>2009-01-09T00:13:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T00:51:26.447-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-09T00:51:26.447-02:00</app:edited><title>TE VAS ABRIENDO</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SWa7jA6dhrI/AAAAAAAAAec/91VQljTRZVA/s1600-h/boca%C3%A7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 390px; height: 354px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SWa7jA6dhrI/AAAAAAAAAec/91VQljTRZVA/s400/boca%C3%A7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289121022608246450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TRÁEME INVICTA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tráeme invicta a esta guerra,&lt;br /&gt;envuelta en tus labios,&lt;br /&gt;la palabra que llores&lt;br /&gt;y que ruegue mi nombre,&lt;br /&gt;apura con calma tus deseos&lt;br /&gt;que quiero amarte muy lento&lt;br /&gt;entre penumbra de velas,&lt;br /&gt;te consumo y te vas abriendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las manos en tu cintura&lt;br /&gt;mi sudor sobre tu espalda&lt;br /&gt;se anudan desde lejos&lt;br /&gt;las palabras en tu garganta.&lt;br /&gt;Las que en lágrimas y en ruegos&lt;br /&gt;se perfuman con mi nombre&lt;br /&gt;cuando te marco en la piel&lt;br /&gt;mis cicatrices de hombre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que me hiciste tú.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Saint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5884062620945053147-1732513127264421831?l=teveneromujer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/feeds/1732513127264421831/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884062620945053147&amp;postID=1732513127264421831" title="27 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/1732513127264421831?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/1732513127264421831?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/2009/01/te-vas-abriendo.html" title="TE VAS ABRIENDO" /><author><name>saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17707075849214397084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SSBKNQCgh2I/AAAAAAAAAYs/GxANWZJmi1I/S220/Bocanada_by_yelen.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SWa7jA6dhrI/AAAAAAAAAec/91VQljTRZVA/s72-c/boca%C3%A7.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEINQn84eSp7ImA9WxRaFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884062620945053147.post-6766201844462243783</id><published>2008-12-17T12:58:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T13:09:53.131-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-12-17T13:09:53.131-02:00</app:edited><title>DE VIAJE</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SUkUbeqvx2I/AAAAAAAAAbU/WoUeihL1fJg/s1600-h/Przepustka_by_amelia_azazello.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SUkUbeqvx2I/AAAAAAAAAbU/WoUeihL1fJg/s400/Przepustka_by_amelia_azazello.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280774500389996386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TUYO SIEMPRE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si alguna vez no me vuelven a ver,&lt;br /&gt;porque a mi como a todos se me olvida,&lt;br /&gt;algo va a quedar adentro tuyo siempre,&lt;br /&gt;algo que yo te deje alguna vez.&lt;br /&gt;No importa si no venís conmigo,&lt;br /&gt;este viaje es mejor hacerlo solo,&lt;br /&gt;yo te voy a recordar todos los días,&lt;br /&gt;porque un amor así nunca se olvida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te seguiría por todas partes&lt;br /&gt;y volvería a la ciudad&lt;br /&gt;si me das otra oportunidad&lt;br /&gt;de volver a empezar, porque antes&lt;br /&gt;quiero darte cada uno de mis instantes,&lt;br /&gt;nunca mas voy a mentir de nuevo,&lt;br /&gt;porque no voy a olvidarte nunca mas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y volvería por todas partes&lt;br /&gt;para encontrarte y preguntarte&lt;br /&gt;si me das otra oportunidad.&lt;br /&gt;Va a ser mejor que empiece a olvidar&lt;br /&gt;porque queda mucho tiempo por delante,&lt;br /&gt;algo va a quedar adentro tuyo siempre,&lt;br /&gt;algo que yo te deje alguna vez,&lt;br /&gt;porque no voy a olvidarte nunca mas,&lt;br /&gt;porque yo no te voy a olvidar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;A. Calamaro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5884062620945053147-6766201844462243783?l=teveneromujer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/feeds/6766201844462243783/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884062620945053147&amp;postID=6766201844462243783" title="45 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/6766201844462243783?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/6766201844462243783?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/2008/12/de-viaje_17.html" title="DE VIAJE" /><author><name>saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17707075849214397084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SSBKNQCgh2I/AAAAAAAAAYs/GxANWZJmi1I/S220/Bocanada_by_yelen.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SUkUbeqvx2I/AAAAAAAAAbU/WoUeihL1fJg/s72-c/Przepustka_by_amelia_azazello.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>45</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0ADSHc6eCp7ImA9WxRaFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884062620945053147.post-4169832370324614503</id><published>2008-12-07T23:28:00.008-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T12:56:19.910-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-12-17T12:56:19.910-02:00</app:edited><title>HERIDO SIN PIEDAD</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/STyW-Yiyk6I/AAAAAAAAAbE/A3cGXd-PE6M/s1600-h/Lonely_world_by_Philzang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 199px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/STyW-Yiyk6I/AAAAAAAAAbE/A3cGXd-PE6M/s400/Lonely_world_by_Philzang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277258861855806370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BESO MORTAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No se puede respirar&lt;br /&gt;cuando un beso te ha marcado.&lt;br /&gt;Te ha cegado el corazón&lt;br /&gt;y uno va en la oscuridad,&lt;br /&gt;abandonado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y no sé como arrancar&lt;br /&gt;el recuerdo de tu boca,&lt;br /&gt;Me has herido sin piedad&lt;br /&gt;y al besarme&lt;br /&gt;me has dejado el alma rota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dame tus besos de fuego&lt;br /&gt;sólo por última vez.&lt;br /&gt;Sé que tu aliento es veneno&lt;br /&gt;y yo lo quiero beber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que no puedo respirar,&lt;br /&gt;que mi vida desespera.&lt;br /&gt;No te quieras escapar,&lt;br /&gt;solo vuélveme a besar,&lt;br /&gt;Aunque de un beso me muera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que no puedo respirar&lt;br /&gt;y en tu boca me pierdo&lt;br /&gt;como en el mismo infierno.&lt;br /&gt;Si la muerte me viene a buscar,&lt;br /&gt;...dame tu beso mortal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/ZwUaoDA/music/5TaycdZ9/patricia_sosa_beso_mortal/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Patricia Sosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/STyVN9MQWyI/AAAAAAAAAa0/RtPDKaROMKc/s1600-h/Mortal_kiss_by_Zzaarr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/STyVN9MQWyI/AAAAAAAAAa0/RtPDKaROMKc/s400/Mortal_kiss_by_Zzaarr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277256930368183074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5884062620945053147-4169832370324614503?l=teveneromujer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/feeds/4169832370324614503/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884062620945053147&amp;postID=4169832370324614503" title="46 comentarios" /><link 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gd:etag="W/&quot;C0cHRnszfCp7ImA9WxRbEUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884062620945053147.post-7511639723075661300</id><published>2008-12-01T02:40:00.008-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T03:57:17.584-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-12-01T03:57:17.584-02:00</app:edited><title>TRAJE DE AMANTE</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/STN72g-yvcI/AAAAAAAAAas/fhZ4qJE0rYM/s1600-h/Hang_it_in_the_closet_by_Sensitiva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/STN72g-yvcI/AAAAAAAAAas/fhZ4qJE0rYM/s400/Hang_it_in_the_closet_by_Sensitiva.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274695765077441986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AVÍSALE QUE HE PARTIDO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avísale que he partido&lt;br /&gt;con sus fotos y sus cartas,&lt;br /&gt;que me fui muy lejos&lt;br /&gt;con su voz en mis oidos.&lt;br /&gt;Que llevaré por siempre&lt;br /&gt;impregnado su perfume&lt;br /&gt;y el vértigo en mis ojos&lt;br /&gt;al ver caer sus faldas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dile que no llevo prisa,&lt;br /&gt;que nadie me está esperando.&lt;br /&gt;que ya no tiene deudas,&lt;br /&gt;mi inocencia las fue pagando.&lt;br /&gt;Que colgué mi traje de amante&lt;br /&gt;en su armario, sin pensarlo.&lt;br /&gt;Que se lo pruebe otro&lt;br /&gt;pero antes...&lt;br /&gt;deberá achicarlo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Saint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/STNyCz0nvEI/AAAAAAAAAaU/7uX-RAdpGYg/s1600-h/Why_do_you_leave_me__by_emats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 202px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/STNyCz0nvEI/AAAAAAAAAaU/7uX-RAdpGYg/s400/Why_do_you_leave_me__by_emats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274684981177203778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5884062620945053147-7511639723075661300?l=teveneromujer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/feeds/7511639723075661300/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884062620945053147&amp;postID=7511639723075661300" title="37 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/7511639723075661300?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/7511639723075661300?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/2008/12/traje-de-amante.html" title="TRAJE DE AMANTE" /><author><name>saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17707075849214397084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SSBKNQCgh2I/AAAAAAAAAYs/GxANWZJmi1I/S220/Bocanada_by_yelen.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/STN72g-yvcI/AAAAAAAAAas/fhZ4qJE0rYM/s72-c/Hang_it_in_the_closet_by_Sensitiva.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMNQ3w-fyp7ImA9WxRUFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884062620945053147.post-841332879786861515</id><published>2008-11-26T00:40:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T01:01:32.257-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-26T01:01:32.257-02:00</app:edited><title>ME VISTE Y TE VI</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SSy3qK-K3DI/AAAAAAAAAZs/V0hduvn7y4w/s1600-h/Forbidden_Love_by_lienosaurus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 351px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SSy3qK-K3DI/AAAAAAAAAZs/V0hduvn7y4w/s400/Forbidden_Love_by_lienosaurus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272791198871510066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ES CAPRICHOSO EL AZAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tú estabas donde&lt;br /&gt;no tenías que estar;&lt;br /&gt;y yo pasé, pasé sin querer pasar.&lt;br /&gt;Y me viste y te vi;&lt;br /&gt;entre la gente que iba y venía&lt;br /&gt;con prisa en la tarde&lt;br /&gt;que anunciaba chaparrón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanto tiempo esperándote...&lt;br /&gt;Fue sin querer..., es caprichoso el azar.&lt;br /&gt;No te busqué, ni me viniste a buscar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo estaba donde&lt;br /&gt;no tenía que estar;&lt;br /&gt;y pasaste tú,&lt;br /&gt;como sin querer pasar.&lt;br /&gt;Pero prendió el azar&lt;br /&gt;semáforos carmín,&lt;br /&gt;detuvo el autobús&lt;br /&gt;y el aguacero...&lt;br /&gt;hasta que me miraste tú.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanto tiempo esperándote...&lt;br /&gt;Fue sin querer..., es caprichoso el azar.&lt;br /&gt;No te busqué, ni me viniste a buscar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;J.M.Serrat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5884062620945053147-841332879786861515?l=teveneromujer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/feeds/841332879786861515/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884062620945053147&amp;postID=841332879786861515" title="27 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/841332879786861515?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/841332879786861515?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/2008/11/me-viste-y-te-vi.html" title="ME VISTE Y TE VI" /><author><name>saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17707075849214397084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SSBKNQCgh2I/AAAAAAAAAYs/GxANWZJmi1I/S220/Bocanada_by_yelen.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SSy3qK-K3DI/AAAAAAAAAZs/V0hduvn7y4w/s72-c/Forbidden_Love_by_lienosaurus.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMARns-fCp7ImA9WxRUEk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884062620945053147.post-7018735698168589222</id><published>2008-11-20T23:18:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T00:27:27.554-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-21T00:27:27.554-02:00</app:edited><title>IGUAL QUE VOS</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SSYZUAXPLsI/AAAAAAAAAZc/piJUGfIF7s4/s1600-h/after_the_rain____by_salihguler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 293px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SSYZUAXPLsI/AAAAAAAAAZc/piJUGfIF7s4/s400/after_the_rain____by_salihguler.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270928245369286338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNA PALABRA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una palabra no dice nada&lt;br /&gt;y al mismo tiempo lo esconde todo,&lt;br /&gt;igual que el viento que esconde el agua,&lt;br /&gt;como las flores que esconde el lodo.&lt;br /&gt;Una mirada no dice nada&lt;br /&gt;y al mismo tiempo lo dice todo,&lt;br /&gt;como la lluvia sobre tu cara,&lt;br /&gt;o el viejo mapa de algún tesoro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.Varela&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5884062620945053147-7018735698168589222?l=teveneromujer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/feeds/7018735698168589222/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884062620945053147&amp;postID=7018735698168589222" title="11 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/7018735698168589222?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/7018735698168589222?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/2008/11/igual-que-vos.html" title="IGUAL QUE VOS" /><author><name>saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17707075849214397084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SSBKNQCgh2I/AAAAAAAAAYs/GxANWZJmi1I/S220/Bocanada_by_yelen.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SSYZUAXPLsI/AAAAAAAAAZc/piJUGfIF7s4/s72-c/after_the_rain____by_salihguler.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0YMQnsyeCp7ImA9WxRUEUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884062620945053147.post-9043200866643242492</id><published>2008-11-17T19:21:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T02:26:23.590-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-20T02:26:23.590-02:00</app:edited><title>ENTONCES SÍ</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SSHyiMDx-bI/AAAAAAAAAZM/rVf5lwjuA94/s1600-h/Turning_My_Back_by_Philster22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SSHyiMDx-bI/AAAAAAAAAZM/rVf5lwjuA94/s400/Turning_My_Back_by_Philster22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269759708166748594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TU QUIERES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu quieres que vuelva contigo.&lt;br /&gt;Como un objeto que te han robado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando el sol se apague&lt;br /&gt;y las estrellas se caigan...&lt;br /&gt;Cuando no queden flores&lt;br /&gt;ni agua en los mares...&lt;br /&gt;Cuando no haya esperanza&lt;br /&gt;porque me la has quitado...&lt;br /&gt;Cuando ya nada esté vivo&lt;br /&gt;porque tú lo has matado...&lt;br /&gt;Cuando tu corazón sangre&lt;br /&gt;porque el amor murió conmigo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entonces sí,volveré...&lt;br /&gt;pero como un recuerdo,&lt;br /&gt;para estar a tu lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Saint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SSHyxEEfERI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Gx50y5qUY34/s1600-h/Desolation_by_Xargon_Dragon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SSHyxEEfERI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Gx50y5qUY34/s400/Desolation_by_Xargon_Dragon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269759963720257810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5884062620945053147-9043200866643242492?l=teveneromujer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/feeds/9043200866643242492/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884062620945053147&amp;postID=9043200866643242492" title="17 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/9043200866643242492?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/9043200866643242492?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/2008/11/entonces-s.html" title="ENTONCES SÍ" /><author><name>saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17707075849214397084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SSBKNQCgh2I/AAAAAAAAAYs/GxANWZJmi1I/S220/Bocanada_by_yelen.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PORQUE SOS MUJER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque eres bella y por ti soy todo.&lt;br /&gt;Por que te canto y te nombro con orgullo.&lt;br /&gt;Porque eres madre y soy tu hijo.&lt;br /&gt;Porque estarás ahí cada vez que mire al cielo.&lt;br /&gt;Por que te defenderé con mi sangre y la de mis hermanos.&lt;br /&gt;Porque marcharé al frente y tu vendrás conmigo.&lt;br /&gt;Porque mi corazón es sol y celestes son mis venas.&lt;br /&gt;Por que sos mujer,yo te venero y te amo.&lt;br /&gt;Porque me sequé las lágrimas contigo&lt;br /&gt;y ahora mismo estoy llorando.&lt;br /&gt;Estarás envuelta en mi,el día que me muera.&lt;br /&gt;Pero aún sin vida,te seguire así adorando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Saint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5884062620945053147-7912570280858160097?l=teveneromujer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/feeds/7912570280858160097/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884062620945053147&amp;postID=7912570280858160097" title="17 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/7912570280858160097?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/7912570280858160097?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/2008/11/envuelta-en-mi.html" title="ENVUELTA EN MI" /><author><name>saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17707075849214397084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SSBKNQCgh2I/AAAAAAAAAYs/GxANWZJmi1I/S220/Bocanada_by_yelen.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SSEDpuM1LRI/AAAAAAAAAZE/ZjoY8_xb8DQ/s72-c/n1060988167_30060464_4210.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0ACQHw7eCp7ImA9WxRVF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884062620945053147.post-5684661251118820648</id><published>2008-11-15T23:30:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T23:42:41.200-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-15T23:42:41.200-02:00</app:edited><title>DIME ALGO</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SR96fujRbtI/AAAAAAAAAYk/rXFKi4Lo00I/s1600-h/dos_manos_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SR96fujRbtI/AAAAAAAAAYk/rXFKi4Lo00I/s400/dos_manos_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269064774537277138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POR QUÉ TE OCULTAS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por qué te ocultas?&lt;br /&gt;Dime algo.., cualquier cosa.&lt;br /&gt;Dame una señal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toma lo que necesites para ser libre,&lt;br /&gt;lo que aleje tu mano del mundo real.&lt;br /&gt;Mientras te calmas te seguiré preguntando..&lt;br /&gt;Por qué te ocultas?&lt;br /&gt;Quién te hizo mal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu silencio es ensordecedor&lt;br /&gt;Dime algo.., cualquier cosa.&lt;br /&gt;Por qué te ocultas?&lt;br /&gt;Dame una señal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Saint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5884062620945053147-5684661251118820648?l=teveneromujer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/feeds/5684661251118820648/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884062620945053147&amp;postID=5684661251118820648" title="14 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/5684661251118820648?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/5684661251118820648?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/2008/11/dime-algo.html" title="DIME ALGO" /><author><name>saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17707075849214397084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SSBKNQCgh2I/AAAAAAAAAYs/GxANWZJmi1I/S220/Bocanada_by_yelen.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SR96fujRbtI/AAAAAAAAAYk/rXFKi4Lo00I/s72-c/dos_manos_.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIHRXw6cCp7ImA9WxRbEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884062620945053147.post-1921765696832259207</id><published>2008-11-10T04:20:00.008-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T21:42:14.218-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-30T21:42:14.218-02:00</app:edited><title>YO NO PUEDO Y TÚ?</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SRfW2iQQ5FI/AAAAAAAAAYM/tq4t1BHpFLc/s1600-h/Love_by_ninazdesign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SRfW2iQQ5FI/AAAAAAAAAYM/tq4t1BHpFLc/s400/Love_by_ninazdesign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266914521629385810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMO PUEDES VIVIR SIN MI?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Que ha pasado con tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;que se ha quedado ciego&lt;br /&gt;y levanta entre tu y yo&lt;br /&gt;un muro de silencio.&lt;br /&gt;Se rompió el sueño de cristal&lt;br /&gt;que imaginamos juntos&lt;br /&gt;pero yo no te puedo olvidar&lt;br /&gt;y ahora me pregunto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como puedes vivir sin mi?&lt;br /&gt;si yo me muero porque no te tengo.&lt;br /&gt;Como no sientes lo que siento yo?&lt;br /&gt;que estoy perdido sin tener tu voz.&lt;br /&gt;Como puedes vivir sin mi?&lt;br /&gt;Como se hace para seguir?&lt;br /&gt;Por la vida sin sol,&lt;br /&gt;renunciando al amor.&lt;br /&gt;Como puedes vivir sin mi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y tal vez no me deba importar&lt;br /&gt;por donde va el camino&lt;br /&gt;que elegiste para continuar&lt;br /&gt;si ya no estas conmigo.&lt;br /&gt;Pero es imposible amordazar&lt;br /&gt;a mi alma que te nombra&lt;br /&gt;y de pronto vuelvo a preguntar&lt;br /&gt;hablando con mi sombra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como puedes vivir sin mi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;P.Martinez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SRfZ5QgOgzI/AAAAAAAAAYc/-bepgzajXmU/s1600-h/n1167897875_30210525_1906.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5884062620945053147-1921765696832259207?l=teveneromujer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/feeds/1921765696832259207/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884062620945053147&amp;postID=1921765696832259207" title="16 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/1921765696832259207?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/1921765696832259207?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/2008/11/yo-no-puedo-y-t.html" title="YO NO PUEDO Y TÚ?" /><author><name>saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17707075849214397084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SSBKNQCgh2I/AAAAAAAAAYs/GxANWZJmi1I/S220/Bocanada_by_yelen.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SRfW2iQQ5FI/AAAAAAAAAYM/tq4t1BHpFLc/s72-c/Love_by_ninazdesign.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMDSXoyeip7ImA9WxRbEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884062620945053147.post-3951181044304639285</id><published>2008-10-21T22:15:00.008-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T21:41:18.492-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-30T21:41:18.492-02:00</app:edited><title>NO ME CREAS LEJOS</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SP544OWI7fI/AAAAAAAAAX8/juJmVpkQW2g/s1600-h/Lost_man_by_MichelRajkovic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SP544OWI7fI/AAAAAAAAAX8/juJmVpkQW2g/s400/Lost_man_by_MichelRajkovic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259774322134281714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SP53zdgPxcI/AAAAAAAAAX0/2iepDb3hNKo/s1600-h/n1167897875_30187725_9288.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;pre  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;HÁBLAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Háblame.&lt;br /&gt;Aunque no te escuche, háblame.&lt;br /&gt;Mírame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Aunque no me veas, mírame.&lt;br /&gt;Porque yo te siento.&lt;br /&gt;Desde el universo hasta el final,&lt;br /&gt;vivo eternamente en ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Háblame.&lt;br /&gt;No me ignores, sólo háblame.&lt;br /&gt;No me creas lejos.&lt;br /&gt;Siénteme.&lt;br /&gt;Estoy muy cerca, sólo siénteme.&lt;br /&gt;Porque el día es corto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;y la noche invita a olvidar&lt;br /&gt;que fuimos uno y nadie más&lt;br /&gt;pudo reemplazarnos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resistiré hasta que termine este dolor.&lt;br /&gt;Perdonaré si ya no estás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Somos lo que somos.&lt;br /&gt;Estamos solos&lt;br /&gt;Y nos entendemos a lo lejos.&lt;br /&gt;Somos los que somos.&lt;br /&gt;Estamos todos&lt;br /&gt;desunidos, pero queremos amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo queremos amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B.Cuevas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5884062620945053147-3951181044304639285?l=teveneromujer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/feeds/3951181044304639285/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" 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/&gt;para volver a comenzar,&lt;br /&gt;estar sin ti,amor,sin mirar atrás,&lt;br /&gt;cueste lo que cueste&lt;br /&gt;y cuánto me cuesta dejarte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensando en el precio exacto&lt;br /&gt;que debo pagar por dejarte,&lt;br /&gt;creo que pago la vida&lt;br /&gt;y no me alcanza aún para olvidarte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para olvidarte requiero&lt;br /&gt;nunca haberte conocido,&lt;br /&gt;cómo me cuesta el destierro&lt;br /&gt;al que te arrojo a morir, cariño mío.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un adiós sin mirar atrás&lt;br /&gt;es lo que queda de los dos&lt;br /&gt;para volver a comenzar,&lt;br /&gt;estar sin ti,amor,sin mirar atrás,&lt;br /&gt;cueste lo que cueste&lt;br /&gt;y cuánto me cuesta dejarte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuanto me cuesta...&lt;br /&gt;como me cuesta dejar tu amor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me paso las noches pensando&lt;br /&gt;si fue amor o fantasía entre tú y yo.&lt;br /&gt;Para olvidarte requiero&lt;br /&gt;empezar desde cero.&lt;br /&gt;Pasaré la cuenta al corazón&lt;br /&gt;que es el que manda&lt;br /&gt;en cuestión de amor.&lt;br /&gt;Y cueste lo que cueste,&lt;br /&gt;cueste lo que cueste&lt;br /&gt;yo te olvidaré.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/doritachavez"&gt;Escuchar en la preciosa voz de Dorita Chávez&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SPGZQ-_iL4I/AAAAAAAAAXs/ps2OBli8GNI/s1600-h/dorita.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SPGZQ-_iL4I/AAAAAAAAAXs/ps2OBli8GNI/s400/dorita.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256150757184515970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=" com="" fuseaction="viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=320354208&amp;amp;albumID=0&amp;amp;imageID=576590&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div 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/><author><name>saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17707075849214397084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SSBKNQCgh2I/AAAAAAAAAYs/GxANWZJmi1I/S220/Bocanada_by_yelen.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SPGZQ-_iL4I/AAAAAAAAAXs/ps2OBli8GNI/s72-c/dorita.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0YCSXg_eCp7ImA9WxRQEkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884062620945053147.post-1013511718088286301</id><published>2008-10-05T22:07:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T23:12:48.640-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-05T23:12:48.640-03:00</app:edited><title>ENCENDIENDO SOLES</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SOlyhdSM1iI/AAAAAAAAAXk/2X8RsxAsj9g/s1600-h/lilette+blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SOlyhdSM1iI/AAAAAAAAAXk/2X8RsxAsj9g/s400/lilette+blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253856359426610722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUIÉN SERÁS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo los ojos en el cielo;&lt;br /&gt;tu luz cayó sobre mí&lt;br /&gt;como la luna sobre las piedras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te imagino encendiendo soles,&lt;br /&gt;contando las historias&lt;br /&gt;que otros no pueden ver,&lt;br /&gt;en playas de aguas distintas,&lt;br /&gt;liberando las alas&lt;br /&gt;de los sueños felices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quién serás?&lt;br /&gt;La ola cuando se fue&lt;br /&gt;dejo tu nombre sobre la arena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Saint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5884062620945053147-1013511718088286301?l=teveneromujer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/feeds/1013511718088286301/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884062620945053147&amp;postID=1013511718088286301" title="15 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/1013511718088286301?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/1013511718088286301?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/2008/10/encendiendo-soles.html" title="ENCENDIENDO SOLES" /><author><name>saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17707075849214397084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SSBKNQCgh2I/AAAAAAAAAYs/GxANWZJmi1I/S220/Bocanada_by_yelen.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SOlyhdSM1iI/AAAAAAAAAXk/2X8RsxAsj9g/s72-c/lilette+blog.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A08DQnk8fip7ImA9WxRRFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884062620945053147.post-8607414152592311516</id><published>2008-09-28T03:56:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T05:17:53.776-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-28T05:17:53.776-03:00</app:edited><title>OTRA HISTORIA</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SN882EXfN2I/AAAAAAAAAXU/hYkeg2mH0eI/s1600-h/TaKe_My_HaNd_by_Kyactus.png.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SN882EXfN2I/AAAAAAAAAXU/hYkeg2mH0eI/s400/TaKe_My_HaNd_by_Kyactus.png.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250982590120146786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RELEEO TUS CARTAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada tanto me gusta releer tus cartas.&lt;br /&gt;Recordar momentos, aromas, lugares.&lt;br /&gt;Las cosas que no te gustaban, las que te hacían reir.&lt;br /&gt;O como nos conocimos.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca sabré si separarnos estuvo bien o estuvo mal.&lt;br /&gt;Ni siquiera sé si hoy estamos del mismo lado del mundo,&lt;br /&gt;o algún océano de ilusiones nos separa.&lt;br /&gt;Ha pasado el tiempo y es inevitable recordarte&lt;br /&gt;como una parte de mi.&lt;br /&gt;Y está bien evocar aquellos dias en que fuimos felices,&lt;br /&gt;igual que hoy, con nuestros  nuevos amores.&lt;br /&gt;Pero distinto de ayer, porque es otra historia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Saint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SN88gCd3C3I/AAAAAAAAAXM/wAojrNvmGhI/s1600-h/Old_Love_Letters_by_StephenKyle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SN88gCd3C3I/AAAAAAAAAXM/wAojrNvmGhI/s400/Old_Love_Letters_by_StephenKyle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250982211652881266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5884062620945053147-8607414152592311516?l=teveneromujer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/feeds/8607414152592311516/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884062620945053147&amp;postID=8607414152592311516" title="7 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/8607414152592311516?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/8607414152592311516?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/2008/09/cada-tanto-me-gusta-releer-tus-cartas.html" title="OTRA HISTORIA" /><author><name>saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17707075849214397084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SSBKNQCgh2I/AAAAAAAAAYs/GxANWZJmi1I/S220/Bocanada_by_yelen.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" 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CIELOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu sonrisa suelta pájaros&lt;br /&gt;en cielos que no conocías&lt;br /&gt;y se acortan las distancias&lt;br /&gt;entre tu boca y la mía.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vuelan entre dos pueblos,&lt;br /&gt;Inocencia y Picardía,&lt;br /&gt;donde mejor se sienten,&lt;br /&gt;entre tu boca y la mía.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De mejilla a mejilla&lt;br /&gt;sobre tus labios viajan,&lt;br /&gt;saltan de una boca a otra&lt;br /&gt;entre tu boca y la mía.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Descansa de tu vuelo&lt;br /&gt;extasiada,bella,abatida,&lt;br /&gt;con tu sonrisa haciendo nido&lt;br /&gt;entre tu boca y la mía.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Saint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5884062620945053147-7835495489567379924?l=teveneromujer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SSBKNQCgh2I/AAAAAAAAAYs/GxANWZJmi1I/S220/Bocanada_by_yelen.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SNu8n5esc5I/AAAAAAAAAWk/gXRnCwbbBdE/s72-c/Drink_Me_by_BlackLillyFlower.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcERHc6eSp7ImA9WxRSGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884062620945053147.post-4137573393253861786</id><published>2008-09-20T16:56:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T20:06:45.911-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-20T20:06:45.911-03:00</app:edited><title>UN POCO DE ELLA</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SNWBgCNemnI/AAAAAAAAAWU/98xe--iPKM8/s1600-h/Take_it_all_by_By_C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SNWBgCNemnI/AAAAAAAAAWU/98xe--iPKM8/s400/Take_it_all_by_By_C.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248243328119380594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SU ACTITUD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Su actitud&lt;br /&gt;tan desafiante como elegante,&lt;br /&gt;la luce como marca registrada.&lt;br /&gt;Su caridad te hace menos pobre&lt;br /&gt;cuando aparece su sonrisa,&lt;br /&gt;haciendo tu cielo mas azul.&lt;br /&gt;Su mirada esgrime&lt;br /&gt;“hasta acá voy por tu camino,&lt;br /&gt;pero de acá en mas,&lt;br /&gt;vamos por el mío”.&lt;br /&gt;Por eso adoro mirarla&lt;br /&gt;cuando no me ve&lt;br /&gt;y leerla entera&lt;br /&gt;cuando no me habla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Necesito poco de ella&lt;br /&gt;para tenerla toda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} 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href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/4137573393253861786?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/4137573393253861786?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/2008/09/un-poco-de-ella.html" title="UN POCO DE ELLA" /><author><name>saint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17707075849214397084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SSBKNQCgh2I/AAAAAAAAAYs/GxANWZJmi1I/S220/Bocanada_by_yelen.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SNWBgCNemnI/AAAAAAAAAWU/98xe--iPKM8/s72-c/Take_it_all_by_By_C.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcHSH8zeSp7ImA9WxRSEEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884062620945053147.post-7542350755004122164</id><published>2008-09-09T23:59:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T00:40:39.181-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-10T00:40:39.181-03:00</app:edited><title>TENEMOS QUE HABLAR...</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SMdARRVj4xI/AAAAAAAAAV8/nsZIw5YT7BE/s1600-h/Sensual__by_cherrycoke328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuKbq_oDR14/SMdARRVj4xI/AAAAAAAAAV8/nsZIw5YT7BE/s400/Sensual__by_cherrycoke328.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244230956552020754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUIERO CONTARTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Quiero contarte mis alegrias,&lt;br /&gt;pero también mis tristezas.&lt;br /&gt;Quiero regalarte mis palabras,&lt;br /&gt;pero también mis silencios.&lt;br /&gt;Quiero darte mi cuerpo,&lt;br /&gt;pero tambien mi alma.&lt;br /&gt;Quiero grabarte en la piel mi deseo,&lt;br /&gt;y en el corazón mis ansias..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Mer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5884062620945053147-7542350755004122164?l=teveneromujer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://teveneromujer.blogspot.com/feeds/7542350755004122164/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5884062620945053147&amp;postID=7542350755004122164" title="15 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5884062620945053147/posts/default/7542350755004122164?v=2" /><link rel="self" 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