<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-5752417711137824207</id><updated>2024-10-06T20:04:23.720-07:00</updated><category term="POEMA DE MADRE"/><title type='text'>Escritos</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>mondragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12035483152284772492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_yasgg-Yf6qLagfAd6tx2uOAnfOG11LAsJiz_niorKq_3X351KWdLApla_N1w1W423jOtnyDu9IKp4kbNXJ-57QchHsaeUWMuWt_5EyOGnxe1kX5FA-a0ENroJ6vrgvU/s220/somnis.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752417711137824207.post-7746383404314424333</id><published>2012-07-05T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-07-05T14:23:51.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Desde que llegaste</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Quien
me diría&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Que
ahora mismo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Estaría
contigo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;En
este estado.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Viniste
de tierras&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Muy
lejanas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;En
las cuales&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;No
te quedaste.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Llegaste
a mis &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Tierras
lluviosas;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;En
las cuales&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Vivía
tristemente.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Fue
un mensaje&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Del
cielo enviado&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Con
tus más sinceros&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Sentimientos,
el que recibí.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Voló
como una &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Blanca
paloma;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Que
mensaje &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Importante
lleva.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Nos
conocimos sobre&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Las
sombras veraniegas;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;En
un parque solitario&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Donde
primera vez nos besamos.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Desde
que llegaste&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;As
llenado mi corazón,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;De
amor y esperanza&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Tan
fácilmente como nunca.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Desde
que llegaste&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Te
puedo hacer una &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Gran
promesa.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;No
pienso dejar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Perderte
en los páramos de la vida. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Porque
quiero estar contigo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Hasta
el final de mis días.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/feeds/7746383404314424333/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2012/07/desde-que-llegaste.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default/7746383404314424333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default/7746383404314424333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2012/07/desde-que-llegaste.html' title='Desde que llegaste'/><author><name>mondragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12035483152284772492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_yasgg-Yf6qLagfAd6tx2uOAnfOG11LAsJiz_niorKq_3X351KWdLApla_N1w1W423jOtnyDu9IKp4kbNXJ-57QchHsaeUWMuWt_5EyOGnxe1kX5FA-a0ENroJ6vrgvU/s220/somnis.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy1oRe7dhj3vY6u_RHooh4PFadYxj2eH7Iw1YhSxjjAWIX8FeoPc0tehw3KujNGMEQ-9XXN6XhzyJm0FX7Jqfp9lP3gczC1xmGaRQUXaSsCLOE5fmyI0k9kXWkbmcqXfngeV5A-iUWJvU/s72-c/Burbujas+de+Amor_1024.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752417711137824207.post-4060205154169465730</id><published>2012-06-24T09:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-06-24T09:09:21.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carpe Diem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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Carpe Diem&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Momentos que no&lt;br /&gt;
Se quieren perder.&lt;br /&gt;
Yo quiero vivir&lt;br /&gt;
El momento contigo.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
No dejar pasar&lt;br /&gt;
Esos segundos&lt;br /&gt;
Que&amp;nbsp;después&amp;nbsp;son minutos&lt;br /&gt;
Y al final horas.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Horas que se convierten&lt;br /&gt;
En&amp;nbsp;días,&amp;nbsp;después&amp;nbsp;en meses&lt;br /&gt;
Y al final años&lt;br /&gt;
A los cuales perdemos.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Carpe Diem&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dame ese momento&lt;br /&gt;
Que pasado&lt;br /&gt;
Puede estar&lt;br /&gt;
Pero con&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;intención.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;De que al final nunca&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Se nos acabe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Vivir ese momento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;De por vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Piensas y ves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Que al final&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;El tiempo va y viene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Pero los momentos pasan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Carpe Diem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Por esa vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Que hay que vivirla&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;A cada segundo que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Se nos pasa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Yo quiero decirte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Amor mio;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Que quiero contigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;A toda mi vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Estar a carpe diem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Sabiendo que nunca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Se olvidaran esos momentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Por que yo te amo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Carpe Diem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Vivir el momento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;De cada segundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Correspondiente&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;De nuestra vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Vívela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;de tal forma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Que cada segundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Sera tan especial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Que nunca la olvidareis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/feeds/4060205154169465730/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2012/06/carpe-diem.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default/4060205154169465730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default/4060205154169465730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2012/06/carpe-diem.html' title='Carpe Diem'/><author><name>mondragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12035483152284772492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_yasgg-Yf6qLagfAd6tx2uOAnfOG11LAsJiz_niorKq_3X351KWdLApla_N1w1W423jOtnyDu9IKp4kbNXJ-57QchHsaeUWMuWt_5EyOGnxe1kX5FA-a0ENroJ6vrgvU/s220/somnis.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifyk9-gFwiXdslSZV_aMal-hRa9-oXcM67jkP14UNiHkljWop7gRHxzNMYUDzM0RocjHNn-bGZo53JoQ0Fm1lYrXVx7C8oPiGV-MzKk2W2oOYOSt-fz8-i1IfCgE13godRCME6wupWyRM/s72-c/carpe_diem.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752417711137824207.post-4595932422992922155</id><published>2012-06-21T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-06-24T08:41:38.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>El sol nocturno</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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Hace poco&lt;br /&gt;
Me quitaron&lt;br /&gt;
Un sol reluciente&lt;br /&gt;
Y muy fascinante.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Sabia que tarde&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;O temprano&lt;br /&gt;
Ese dia llegaría&lt;br /&gt;
Y que nada se podria hacer.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Pensar que creció&lt;br /&gt;
Poco a poco&lt;br /&gt;
En tal mínimo&lt;br /&gt;
De días...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Se hizo grande
Muy brillante.&lt;br /&gt;
Algo bien unido
Que al final se destruyo.&amp;nbsp;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lloro por ese sol
Que perdí hace poco.&lt;br /&gt;
Lloro por que recuerdo&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Lo que hizo que creciera.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Lloro por que se&lt;br /&gt;
Que aunque mi sol&lt;br /&gt;
No este ahora.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Puedo ver las estrellas.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Las estrellas&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Entre si separadas&lt;br /&gt;
Pero muy brillantes&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Y por lazos unidas.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Eso es lo que&lt;br /&gt;
Hace que pueda&lt;br /&gt;
Sonreír en estos momentos.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Saber que e perdido&lt;br /&gt;
A m reluciente sol&lt;br /&gt;
Pero a cambio&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;E recibido estas estrellas.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Que hacen ese sol&lt;br /&gt;
Nocturno entre si&lt;br /&gt;
Separadas pero a&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;La vez unidas.&amp;nbsp;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nunca me olvidare&lt;br /&gt;
De que entre todos&lt;br /&gt;
Hicimos ese grandioso&lt;br /&gt;
Sol al cual no olvidaremos.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Os quiero mucho&lt;br /&gt;
Y nunca dejare&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Que esto se olvide.&lt;br /&gt;
Gracias por haber echo ese gran sol.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/feeds/4595932422992922155/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2012/06/el-sol-nocturno.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default/4595932422992922155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default/4595932422992922155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2012/06/el-sol-nocturno.html' title='El sol nocturno'/><author><name>mondragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12035483152284772492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_yasgg-Yf6qLagfAd6tx2uOAnfOG11LAsJiz_niorKq_3X351KWdLApla_N1w1W423jOtnyDu9IKp4kbNXJ-57QchHsaeUWMuWt_5EyOGnxe1kX5FA-a0ENroJ6vrgvU/s220/somnis.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqdNY6w8CHXcFY0Sh9mefgW8HrQNMjp-JCbR71FQUY_cD6NZ8_oNYvlEWGYS_SdtW2w13hp2PAO04PdtTqmbqwClncZDW_o0yuExo_52X9dzH6q_7ZRJumdq1hx_HL1xRWID-kFihzcb0/s72-c/estrellas.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752417711137824207.post-2590893274188699493</id><published>2012-05-24T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-24T11:26:57.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiero renacer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/feeds/2590893274188699493/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2012/05/quiero-renacer.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default/2590893274188699493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default/2590893274188699493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2012/05/quiero-renacer.html' title='Quiero renacer.'/><author><name>mondragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12035483152284772492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_yasgg-Yf6qLagfAd6tx2uOAnfOG11LAsJiz_niorKq_3X351KWdLApla_N1w1W423jOtnyDu9IKp4kbNXJ-57QchHsaeUWMuWt_5EyOGnxe1kX5FA-a0ENroJ6vrgvU/s220/somnis.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinlrXW-CbOLrpPj-qle10aJTfKloz25WdUtON32oSdQIJ-1E-gDMmSM0Lhxi5h9lvG2hHU4zkVBk4-i9qgqq9xV6zssziHgU221ESNgCa6XSPCy0KUdOOm20YUiOiOW-6ClnECmusLclQ/s72-c/renacer.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752417711137824207.post-3038224138580261170</id><published>2012-02-26T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-26T08:25:21.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>E vuelto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGnLktX59XJFYvs37KrIUkNjZwy6oRQn3JksU2wWBtxI8JRRZJDkgDkBbTK6h96hsxxKTfgCVzc9AkUMmNEP7zLD632pTpeEiUcAFPD2471aDrLEUN29ohdkt3lC_Y6IoBHeHKaDYKkf4/s1600/creativity.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; 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le di un sorbo&lt;br /&gt;Y vuelvo ahora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero que disfrutéis de &lt;br /&gt;Lo que está a punto de venir.&lt;br /&gt;Que es hora de recompensaros &lt;br /&gt;Por la espera.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/feeds/3038224138580261170/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2012/02/e-vuelto.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default/3038224138580261170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default/3038224138580261170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2012/02/e-vuelto.html' title='E vuelto'/><author><name>mondragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12035483152284772492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_yasgg-Yf6qLagfAd6tx2uOAnfOG11LAsJiz_niorKq_3X351KWdLApla_N1w1W423jOtnyDu9IKp4kbNXJ-57QchHsaeUWMuWt_5EyOGnxe1kX5FA-a0ENroJ6vrgvU/s220/somnis.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGnLktX59XJFYvs37KrIUkNjZwy6oRQn3JksU2wWBtxI8JRRZJDkgDkBbTK6h96hsxxKTfgCVzc9AkUMmNEP7zLD632pTpeEiUcAFPD2471aDrLEUN29ohdkt3lC_Y6IoBHeHKaDYKkf4/s72-c/creativity.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752417711137824207.post-515432717174249276</id><published>2012-02-26T08:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-26T08:06:49.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Estando contigo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1FabzEZ2bOMzS1OqZaDlmVVj1l8noOc032uMCQOwna3qVGzapxrF_iPV9CYlpbAT9akW65MDWYdmepPbtRfJcLy_aPx0R7ZL89qzttcHowq98DqQbsB4nb7ahO51ipYune70LxRuapuQ/s1600/167876_141219015935180_100001412476994_264810_1917120_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; 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 Contigo a los lugares &lt;br /&gt;Más lejanos y recónditos.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero siempre y cuando&lt;br /&gt;Solamente sé que voy &lt;br /&gt;A  estar contigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te digo; amor mío&lt;br /&gt;Que solamente te amo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y que esperes un poco&lt;br /&gt;Porque me iré contigo &lt;br /&gt;A donde sea necesario&lt;br /&gt;Pero me tendrás que decir que si&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A que nos unamos &lt;br /&gt;Por el propio lazo &lt;br /&gt;Del puro amor&lt;br /&gt;Sellándolo con un beso.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/feeds/348505499958080216/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2012/01/te-digo-amor-mio.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default/348505499958080216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default/348505499958080216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2012/01/te-digo-amor-mio.html' title='Te digo; 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href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyH86vyKv8zcwdudKaRcRvNi4sOLHH-tuB1M6JNr_ea70ki5edtMbyEF4qubcFzrwgzIIKzRzGYw-FHTCxNOtXp0UVpFGi9KXhvK0sMnKigdIRsc_Ya0sMKzBXRQbllc4qHfBi7-yRv9A/s1600/amor+roto.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyH86vyKv8zcwdudKaRcRvNi4sOLHH-tuB1M6JNr_ea70ki5edtMbyEF4qubcFzrwgzIIKzRzGYw-FHTCxNOtXp0UVpFGi9KXhvK0sMnKigdIRsc_Ya0sMKzBXRQbllc4qHfBi7-yRv9A/s320/amor+roto.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683904857301445218&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soy un idiota…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que lo soy&lt;br /&gt;Por el hecho de&lt;br /&gt;Que me gustaría poder &lt;br /&gt;Estar siempre a tu lado…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me cuesta expresarme &lt;br /&gt;Cuando hablo contigo…&lt;br /&gt;Digo tantas cosas&lt;br /&gt;Que no sabría si todas son lo que quisiera decir…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soy un idiota…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero quisiera ser tu idiota…&lt;br /&gt;Aquel que te dijera&lt;br /&gt;``te quiero´´&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquel que te besara&lt;br /&gt;Cuando le apeteciera mimarte&lt;br /&gt;Aquel que te coja de la mano&lt;br /&gt;Y sepa que nunca más la soltara…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soy un idiota…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que quisiera decirte tantas cosas&lt;br /&gt;Que ni siquiera soy capaz &lt;br /&gt;De llegar a decírtelas…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora te digo algunas…&lt;br /&gt;Y te agradecería mucho&lt;br /&gt;Que perdonaras a este chico&lt;br /&gt;Que te pide una oportunidad…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soy un idiota…&lt;br /&gt;Pero solo quiero ser &lt;br /&gt;`` Tu idiota ´´</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/feeds/5067315567435435270/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2011/12/soy-idiota.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default/5067315567435435270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default/5067315567435435270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2011/12/soy-idiota.html' title='Soy idiota..'/><author><name>mondragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12035483152284772492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_yasgg-Yf6qLagfAd6tx2uOAnfOG11LAsJiz_niorKq_3X351KWdLApla_N1w1W423jOtnyDu9IKp4kbNXJ-57QchHsaeUWMuWt_5EyOGnxe1kX5FA-a0ENroJ6vrgvU/s220/somnis.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyH86vyKv8zcwdudKaRcRvNi4sOLHH-tuB1M6JNr_ea70ki5edtMbyEF4qubcFzrwgzIIKzRzGYw-FHTCxNOtXp0UVpFGi9KXhvK0sMnKigdIRsc_Ya0sMKzBXRQbllc4qHfBi7-yRv9A/s72-c/amor+roto.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752417711137824207.post-1431977546319326866</id><published>2011-10-24T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T14:47:24.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Por que sera??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmjlyfRA_ixFP8SiDaYWV0t4DlczuNRJkJ91b1sPAnHylDkCaxdQ6XHtjlTt25gIh918yFLyZrbnsjUpr1cEiPUtreHXqwnVcgWdBnsT3PTJOAaqEKyxvP5fH7zkgh-2zHrV6e2yP8Q1Q/s1600/Ten+cuidado+con+tus+emociones+canciones+m%25C3%25A1s+lindas+del+mundo.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmjlyfRA_ixFP8SiDaYWV0t4DlczuNRJkJ91b1sPAnHylDkCaxdQ6XHtjlTt25gIh918yFLyZrbnsjUpr1cEiPUtreHXqwnVcgWdBnsT3PTJOAaqEKyxvP5fH7zkgh-2zHrV6e2yP8Q1Q/s320/Ten+cuidado+con+tus+emociones+canciones+m%25C3%25A1s+lindas+del+mundo.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667178576283007234&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que sera??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El mero echo&lt;br /&gt;De que cuando amas&lt;br /&gt;Siempre fallas??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No se por que&lt;br /&gt;Pero eso me duele&lt;br /&gt;En este corazon &lt;br /&gt;Ya crebantado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No hacen mas &lt;br /&gt;Que hacerlo polvo&lt;br /&gt;Que viaja por el cielo&lt;br /&gt;Como simple ceniza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El echo de amar&lt;br /&gt;Es solo sufrir&lt;br /&gt;Y cuando amas totalmente&lt;br /&gt;Deseas morir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prefiero esperarte hasta&lt;br /&gt;El fin de los mundos&lt;br /&gt;Aunque solo sea para tenerte&lt;br /&gt;Un segundo a mi lado…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo deseo poder amarte&lt;br /&gt;Y quererte como es debido.&lt;br /&gt;Aunque tenga que esperar&lt;br /&gt;Miles de años de sufrimiento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo sigo el camino &lt;br /&gt;De mi corazon &lt;br /&gt;Que aunque roto este&lt;br /&gt;Es mi vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En este mundo la justicia&lt;br /&gt;No existe; eso ya deberias&lt;br /&gt;Tenerlo en cuenta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y si esperar es mi unica&lt;br /&gt;Forma de poder estar contigo.&lt;br /&gt;Esperare y esperare&lt;br /&gt;Hasta que llegues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y pueda hasta llegar &lt;br /&gt;A poder besarte&lt;br /&gt;Continuamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haz lo que creas &lt;br /&gt;Que es lo mejor&lt;br /&gt;Para tu vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No debes por que&lt;br /&gt;Sentir compasion de este&lt;br /&gt;Chico que solamente te ama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El camino del corazon es &lt;br /&gt;Muy extraño&lt;br /&gt;Y cada uno lo debe seguir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunque miles de lagrimas&lt;br /&gt;Se deban sentir.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/feeds/1431977546319326866/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2011/10/por-que-sera.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default/1431977546319326866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default/1431977546319326866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2011/10/por-que-sera.html' title='Por que sera??'/><author><name>mondragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12035483152284772492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_yasgg-Yf6qLagfAd6tx2uOAnfOG11LAsJiz_niorKq_3X351KWdLApla_N1w1W423jOtnyDu9IKp4kbNXJ-57QchHsaeUWMuWt_5EyOGnxe1kX5FA-a0ENroJ6vrgvU/s220/somnis.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmjlyfRA_ixFP8SiDaYWV0t4DlczuNRJkJ91b1sPAnHylDkCaxdQ6XHtjlTt25gIh918yFLyZrbnsjUpr1cEiPUtreHXqwnVcgWdBnsT3PTJOAaqEKyxvP5fH7zkgh-2zHrV6e2yP8Q1Q/s72-c/Ten+cuidado+con+tus+emociones+canciones+m%25C3%25A1s+lindas+del+mundo.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752417711137824207.post-826582175543543947</id><published>2011-10-24T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T13:32:12.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dudoso...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYCaZJVxWZ-34J4X4guefmF33I4qrDYJTqwQbM2HzG29S0yjL6wLAg8bDHQwl0BPteoXztNaUnwZvSc0UJYPP2AEo-Y8xCy6N7mDbl3866HoUxuy4PlfxqVKWwwKd2vWQq0i8YPUmPlFI/s1600/amor-foto.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 301px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYCaZJVxWZ-34J4X4guefmF33I4qrDYJTqwQbM2HzG29S0yjL6wLAg8bDHQwl0BPteoXztNaUnwZvSc0UJYPP2AEo-Y8xCy6N7mDbl3866HoUxuy4PlfxqVKWwwKd2vWQq0i8YPUmPlFI/s320/amor-foto.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667159217645678610&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanto te quise decir&lt;br /&gt;Y a la vez no pude…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando te dije que&lt;br /&gt;Me fugaria contigo&lt;br /&gt;Era para siempre&lt;br /&gt;A otra ciudad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo tambien deseo&lt;br /&gt;Poder ser libre…&lt;br /&gt;Puede que deje familia y amigos&lt;br /&gt;Detrás; pero cerca estan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me fugaria contigo&lt;br /&gt;Solo con tal de amarte&lt;br /&gt;Durante toda la vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero decirte que &lt;br /&gt;Me des una oportunidad&lt;br /&gt;En esta vida para darte&lt;br /&gt;Mi amor y felicidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo deseo poder oir&lt;br /&gt;Una afirmacion&lt;br /&gt;Para que este anciano&lt;br /&gt;Corazon vuelva a latir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las decisiones son dificiles&lt;br /&gt;Pero son las que cambian&lt;br /&gt;Esos detalles&lt;br /&gt;De nuestra vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haz lo conveniente hacia a ti&lt;br /&gt;Di lo que debes decir&lt;br /&gt;Y yo esperare a esa respuesta&lt;br /&gt;Sea con amor o soledad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El amor es jugeton&lt;br /&gt;Pero no le fallas a el&lt;br /&gt;Si no mas bien aquel&lt;br /&gt;Al que amas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No hay por que ser&lt;br /&gt;El mas dulce&lt;br /&gt;Pero debes seguir el&lt;br /&gt;El instinto del corazon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dudas tengo en esta&lt;br /&gt;Vida de lo que me pueda&lt;br /&gt;Llegar a pasar&lt;br /&gt;Pero en el amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siempre e llegado &lt;br /&gt;A fallar.&lt;br /&gt;Sea por idioteces&lt;br /&gt;O por mal de amores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero siempre llego &lt;br /&gt;A fallar…&lt;br /&gt;Amar es dificil&lt;br /&gt;Pero el corazon me ha vuelto a latir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algo a brotado en mi&lt;br /&gt;Solamente despues de conocerte&lt;br /&gt;Y ya una vez besandote&lt;br /&gt;A crecido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha hecho una flor&lt;br /&gt;Brillante dentro de mi corazon&lt;br /&gt;Que me alegra &lt;br /&gt;El alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero a la vez&lt;br /&gt;Me deja confuso&lt;br /&gt;De si en verdad me amas…</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/feeds/826582175543543947/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2011/10/dudoso.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default/826582175543543947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default/826582175543543947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2011/10/dudoso.html' title='Dudoso...'/><author><name>mondragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12035483152284772492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_yasgg-Yf6qLagfAd6tx2uOAnfOG11LAsJiz_niorKq_3X351KWdLApla_N1w1W423jOtnyDu9IKp4kbNXJ-57QchHsaeUWMuWt_5EyOGnxe1kX5FA-a0ENroJ6vrgvU/s220/somnis.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYCaZJVxWZ-34J4X4guefmF33I4qrDYJTqwQbM2HzG29S0yjL6wLAg8bDHQwl0BPteoXztNaUnwZvSc0UJYPP2AEo-Y8xCy6N7mDbl3866HoUxuy4PlfxqVKWwwKd2vWQq0i8YPUmPlFI/s72-c/amor-foto.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752417711137824207.post-8245803309539737818</id><published>2011-10-22T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T11:55:27.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi soñar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpoiDjYvSs_ISms6AWyqC2SXbVOrElJ6Ws902xbpHO_bJopsYhr2ng4eDUCf_cT-KJrkMids41PFrzY5YsSk_QWrjxP882yDAIIiZ7yJXtDEJMJzXoMlmKiMLJOipMOgrXCzgqlLbLnh8/s1600/Regalo-con-amor-1264073942_69.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpoiDjYvSs_ISms6AWyqC2SXbVOrElJ6Ws902xbpHO_bJopsYhr2ng4eDUCf_cT-KJrkMids41PFrzY5YsSk_QWrjxP882yDAIIiZ7yJXtDEJMJzXoMlmKiMLJOipMOgrXCzgqlLbLnh8/s320/Regalo-con-amor-1264073942_69.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666392087038659458&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tú eres mi soñar…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TÚ, y también los demás.&lt;br /&gt;Pero tú eres el más,&lt;br /&gt;Importante de mi sueño.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El sueño; señor de&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón encadenado,&lt;br /&gt;Frio y sin vida…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu mi soñar…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eres la mecha que&lt;br /&gt;Dara vida a mi triste corazón.&lt;br /&gt;Tú me comentas,&lt;br /&gt;Que no te diga eso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque no quieres&lt;br /&gt;Romper este corazón frágil…&lt;br /&gt;Pero yo te digo&lt;br /&gt;Que ha brotado una luz esperanzadora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu mi soñar…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo creo el destino&lt;br /&gt;Nos unirá pronto,&lt;br /&gt;Uniéndose los labios&lt;br /&gt;Con un apasionado beso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo me dejo guiar&lt;br /&gt;Por mi sentimientos&lt;br /&gt;Y pienso que los&lt;br /&gt;Tu también por los tuyos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu mi soñar…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero compartir todo &lt;br /&gt;El tiempo posible&lt;br /&gt;Que me queda&lt;br /&gt;Solamente contigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo deseo &lt;br /&gt;Cogerte de la mano&lt;br /&gt;E ir al infierno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y hay &lt;br /&gt;Cerrar esas heridas&lt;br /&gt;Que están abiertas&lt;br /&gt;Y deben ser cerradas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu mi soñar…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El pasado debe estar &lt;br /&gt;En el barranco&lt;br /&gt;De nuestros sentimientos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo piensa en este presente&lt;br /&gt;Y el posible futuro&lt;br /&gt;Que yo deseo &lt;br /&gt;Compartir contigo.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/feeds/8245803309539737818/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2011/10/mi-sonar.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default/8245803309539737818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default/8245803309539737818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2011/10/mi-sonar.html' title='Mi soñar'/><author><name>mondragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12035483152284772492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_yasgg-Yf6qLagfAd6tx2uOAnfOG11LAsJiz_niorKq_3X351KWdLApla_N1w1W423jOtnyDu9IKp4kbNXJ-57QchHsaeUWMuWt_5EyOGnxe1kX5FA-a0ENroJ6vrgvU/s220/somnis.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpoiDjYvSs_ISms6AWyqC2SXbVOrElJ6Ws902xbpHO_bJopsYhr2ng4eDUCf_cT-KJrkMids41PFrzY5YsSk_QWrjxP882yDAIIiZ7yJXtDEJMJzXoMlmKiMLJOipMOgrXCzgqlLbLnh8/s72-c/Regalo-con-amor-1264073942_69.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752417711137824207.post-4100172787133701493</id><published>2011-10-16T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T11:04:20.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Para Jon Joseba</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG5f0cyWaPSqIiq3n1xddTyHjwYoZVqK6kSKJrXL1ep-uTpobsicyBM6KOH2WQjnXQokPfVecPO686hfyFQQKTsBW68lArVCWtMBYoK71tCPcvR_zQunm5mOsaAunlJ_CIn_SPZy15swY/s1600/5641376.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 183px; height: 320px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG5f0cyWaPSqIiq3n1xddTyHjwYoZVqK6kSKJrXL1ep-uTpobsicyBM6KOH2WQjnXQokPfVecPO686hfyFQQKTsBW68lArVCWtMBYoK71tCPcvR_zQunm5mOsaAunlJ_CIn_SPZy15swY/s320/5641376.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664152438062841618&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este poema a sido dedicado para mi por un poeta que me encontre en la calle que es muy majo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has leido, releido las frases de etril.&lt;br /&gt;Lo as pensado, lo has SENTIDO.&lt;br /&gt;Y ha ganado la SENSIBILIDAD.&lt;br /&gt;Porque las personas que se acercan&lt;br /&gt;( jovenes o maduros son sensibles, claro. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui me tienes, Jon Joseba, en un&lt;br /&gt;desierto. si, un desierto porque paran&lt;br /&gt;personas; pero pocas PERSONAS.&lt;br /&gt;Con tu llegada mi desierto florece&lt;br /&gt;agradecido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me transmite bondad... y soledad.&lt;br /&gt;¿ Te comprenden ? Poco. Por eso&lt;br /&gt;paseas solitario con tus sueños.&lt;br /&gt;Aferrate a los sueños, tus ideas utonicas,&lt;br /&gt;aferrate al alma bella que se esconde&lt;br /&gt;pudorosa en tu interior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlaria contigo horas. Descansarias&lt;br /&gt;de disimulos, de disimulos, de silencios largos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te ofrezo un trato:&lt;br /&gt;Tu prestame una grizna de ese corazon&lt;br /&gt;bello. El mio lo he ido desgastando&lt;br /&gt;por la vida consolando penas y alimentando&lt;br /&gt;alegrias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acambio te ofrezco estos sencillos&lt;br /&gt;versos de este sencillo poeta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bilbao/octubre/2011     Juan Carlos Ordoñez</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/feeds/4100172787133701493/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2011/10/para-jon-joseba.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default/4100172787133701493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default/4100172787133701493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2011/10/para-jon-joseba.html' 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estas diosa mia?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8I4dUn6oqF0bk2WWvHBC1t49hyp6HDHgLK1pgcmYMPpdgvquDuar3pRDB_VtzjsYSqM1YPlqF7bcjrRyP3IdSLriuPRdB7pQzuioeCL9_5vbJU0WjfDNh370ej0IMAzzgabgZLIOsY9M/s1600/horoscopo-virgo.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8I4dUn6oqF0bk2WWvHBC1t49hyp6HDHgLK1pgcmYMPpdgvquDuar3pRDB_VtzjsYSqM1YPlqF7bcjrRyP3IdSLriuPRdB7pQzuioeCL9_5vbJU0WjfDNh370ej0IMAzzgabgZLIOsY9M/s320/horoscopo-virgo.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641780720085108418&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donde esta mi hermosa&lt;br /&gt;Y delicada diosa?&lt;br /&gt;Que tantas veces con&lt;br /&gt;El viento se me escapa…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donde andará ese amor,&lt;br /&gt;Al que tanto&lt;br /&gt;Dejo escapar &lt;br /&gt;Y después no aparece?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donde andará esa virgen&lt;br /&gt;Con el trigo rubio,&lt;br /&gt;Del color de mis &lt;br /&gt;Olvidados amaneceres?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donde estas virgen mía?&lt;br /&gt;Que no haces más&lt;br /&gt;Que ir al campo verde&lt;br /&gt;Para ver las constelaciones…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deseo poder tocar tus &lt;br /&gt;Lisos cabellos grises&lt;br /&gt;Que con el tiempo&lt;br /&gt;Más bellos son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eres mi diosa…&lt;br /&gt;Alguien tan prohibida&lt;br /&gt;Y lejana&lt;br /&gt;A mi….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo quiero poder sentarme &lt;br /&gt;Al lado tuyo &lt;br /&gt;Y poder ver el cielo&lt;br /&gt;Estrellado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y simplemente cuando&lt;br /&gt;El amanecer se ponga&lt;br /&gt;Ser parte de tu constelación…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero ser parte de ti&lt;br /&gt;Mí querida virgo…&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/feeds/7163919091146255878/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2011/08/donde-estas-diosa-mia_17.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default/7163919091146255878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default/7163919091146255878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2011/08/donde-estas-diosa-mia_17.html' title='Donde estas diosa mia?'/><author><name>mondragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12035483152284772492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_yasgg-Yf6qLagfAd6tx2uOAnfOG11LAsJiz_niorKq_3X351KWdLApla_N1w1W423jOtnyDu9IKp4kbNXJ-57QchHsaeUWMuWt_5EyOGnxe1kX5FA-a0ENroJ6vrgvU/s220/somnis.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8I4dUn6oqF0bk2WWvHBC1t49hyp6HDHgLK1pgcmYMPpdgvquDuar3pRDB_VtzjsYSqM1YPlqF7bcjrRyP3IdSLriuPRdB7pQzuioeCL9_5vbJU0WjfDNh370ej0IMAzzgabgZLIOsY9M/s72-c/horoscopo-virgo.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752417711137824207.post-8742325906504971232</id><published>2011-08-08T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T06:19:19.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caminando solo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIVeJ2aMpG50FzgKps4N1wGNk_XWjqxEGp0DKJ39PApbp7QUCDH2idr-e27nkdXnCpSF8DvxNu3S4vFaxVj2WMuxHX6LDtCeWkCWjk4vpAy2Du09L-eF1HHkIKOYHR4q3d73rizvRFnkM/s1600/soledad%252Bhombre%252Btristeza%252Bsolo%252Batardecer%252Banochecer%252Bamor.gif.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIVeJ2aMpG50FzgKps4N1wGNk_XWjqxEGp0DKJ39PApbp7QUCDH2idr-e27nkdXnCpSF8DvxNu3S4vFaxVj2WMuxHX6LDtCeWkCWjk4vpAy2Du09L-eF1HHkIKOYHR4q3d73rizvRFnkM/s320/soledad%252Bhombre%252Btristeza%252Bsolo%252Batardecer%252Banochecer%252Bamor.gif.png&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638433250341299618&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que destino mió?&lt;br /&gt;Para que tanto dolor?&lt;br /&gt;Acaso e echo algo indebido?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No se a que se debe &lt;br /&gt;Todo esto que me&lt;br /&gt;Estas haciendo pasar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me dejas más solitario&lt;br /&gt;Que la luna resplandeciente&lt;br /&gt;Que estoy viendo solo;&lt;br /&gt;Encima de este tejado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni siquiera puedo ser&lt;br /&gt;Una bella estrella&lt;br /&gt;Que brilla en la noche acompañada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creía que en este mundo &lt;br /&gt;Existía el amor…&lt;br /&gt;Pero me equivocaba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solamente es un sentimiento &lt;br /&gt;Más efímero que el viento.&lt;br /&gt;Es calido y tierno…&lt;br /&gt;Mientras pueda durar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero después se vuelve&lt;br /&gt;Pesado y frió.&lt;br /&gt;Y es la piedra del corazón&lt;br /&gt;En este camino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soñé que mi camino&lt;br /&gt;Tendría una bonita&lt;br /&gt;Y calida parte de amor&lt;br /&gt;Con quien compartirla…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora camino solo&lt;br /&gt;Y así me quedare.&lt;br /&gt;Con hechas cosas indebidas&lt;br /&gt;Solo me quedo…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón ya no&lt;br /&gt;Tiene palpitación alguna.&lt;br /&gt;Esta muerto…&lt;br /&gt;Y no le pertenece a nadie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mejor olvidarme de todo&lt;br /&gt;Y quedarme solo.&lt;br /&gt;Así no sufriré… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya no mas engaños!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ya no mas besos!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ya no mas sonrisas!!!&lt;br /&gt;Todo es efímero…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al igual que el viento&lt;br /&gt;Libre cual es…&lt;br /&gt;No merece sufrir &lt;br /&gt;Y menos sentir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo para mi no &lt;br /&gt;Ha sido más que efímero.&lt;br /&gt;Totalmente todo…&lt;br /&gt;Menos la tristeza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguien me amara alguna vez?&lt;br /&gt;Espero que llegue ese momento.&lt;br /&gt;Pero no estoy seguro&lt;br /&gt;De que llegue ese echo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El amor es efímero&lt;br /&gt;Solamente para mí&lt;br /&gt;Y solo camino&lt;br /&gt;Sin nadie a mi lado…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/feeds/8742325906504971232/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2011/08/caminando-solo.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default/8742325906504971232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default/8742325906504971232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2011/08/caminando-solo.html' title='Caminando solo.'/><author><name>mondragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12035483152284772492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQBVkrJUl8bi0mvzI9SKPFtIZRGM2IJQ5R6Zq7XPt_8rNoHxCF1OpwxOUtuzLQhbTSO_sCDRb7VXxucCC4P4bWeD2MNlAG3moCKArzxvF8svFyecZ-gws0QRaX0YgWjjHBkaKq9OIIEy0/s1600/libro+amor.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQBVkrJUl8bi0mvzI9SKPFtIZRGM2IJQ5R6Zq7XPt_8rNoHxCF1OpwxOUtuzLQhbTSO_sCDRb7VXxucCC4P4bWeD2MNlAG3moCKArzxvF8svFyecZ-gws0QRaX0YgWjjHBkaKq9OIIEy0/s320/libro+amor.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636986351023377234&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No se por que…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez que hablo &lt;br /&gt;Contigo me da un vuelco&lt;br /&gt;A mí &lt;br /&gt;Triste corazón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haces que mi interior&lt;br /&gt;Reforzado por la muralla,&lt;br /&gt;De la mismísima Troya&lt;br /&gt;Se derrumbe sin resistencia alguna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No se por que…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez tengo mas ganas &lt;br /&gt;De poder tenerte &lt;br /&gt;A mi lado…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo deseo poder besarte&lt;br /&gt;Y que nuestros labios&lt;br /&gt;No se separen ni en la vida&lt;br /&gt;Ni en la muerte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No se por que…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez que me tocas&lt;br /&gt;Recorre por todo&lt;br /&gt;Mi cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;Un bien recibido escalofrió.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez que te veo&lt;br /&gt;Me quedo sin respiración&lt;br /&gt;Y me gustaría ir &lt;br /&gt;Hacia donde estas tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No se por que…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El amor es tan juguetón&lt;br /&gt;Con nosotros…&lt;br /&gt;Pero me alegro&lt;br /&gt;De que sea contigo y conmigo.&lt;br /&gt;No se por que…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero cuando te agarro&lt;br /&gt;La mano me alegro&lt;br /&gt;Y ando contigo&lt;br /&gt;Ese camino trazado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De bonitos colores&lt;br /&gt;Que parece un precioso&lt;br /&gt;Sagrado arco iris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No se por que…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero te amo totalmente…</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/feeds/7856618922153494213/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2011/08/no-se-por-que.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default/7856618922153494213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default/7856618922153494213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2011/08/no-se-por-que.html' title='No se por 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?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiIzi_E77n91ywuJCL4bOiIEUo26e_KGddOcif4GnQhnXma98v1ZJ1YgSGlN9NTz6OKxETyDzoPtIKqgBqArqKfs_mx3o902bEDP2In7o2XbCGxKn3ZPy6Z0VVoSxFw6MZ-5XlnxjvxVw/s1600/el_corazon_frio.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 186px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiIzi_E77n91ywuJCL4bOiIEUo26e_KGddOcif4GnQhnXma98v1ZJ1YgSGlN9NTz6OKxETyDzoPtIKqgBqArqKfs_mx3o902bEDP2In7o2XbCGxKn3ZPy6Z0VVoSxFw6MZ-5XlnxjvxVw/s320/el_corazon_frio.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636642758706563746&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que me dices&lt;br /&gt;Que me quieres;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando no haces&lt;br /&gt;Más que estar con otro…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dijiste que me echabas&lt;br /&gt;De menos.&lt;br /&gt;Pero no vi sentimiento alguno&lt;br /&gt;En esas palabras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me dejaste con el&lt;br /&gt;Corazón destrozado&lt;br /&gt;En mil cachitos,&lt;br /&gt;Sin poder reconstruirlo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me dijiste tantas cosas&lt;br /&gt;Que yo me las creí.&lt;br /&gt;Me encerré en una burbuja&lt;br /&gt;De cristal pensando que me amabas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decía que todos me mentían,&lt;br /&gt;Cuando solamente me decían&lt;br /&gt;Aquello que era la pura verdad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi aquello que tenia &lt;br /&gt;Que saber aunque duro fuera.&lt;br /&gt;Rompí la burbuja de mentiras&lt;br /&gt;Y me herí con los cristales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagrimas y sangre derrame&lt;br /&gt;Por ti…&lt;br /&gt;Pero no apareciste para abrazarme&lt;br /&gt;Y menos para besarme. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me dices que me quieres&lt;br /&gt;Pero veo mentiras&lt;br /&gt;Que me llevan a mi olvido&lt;br /&gt;A esconderme del dolor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No vuelvas a decirme&lt;br /&gt;`` Te quiero ´´&lt;br /&gt;Por que no volveré a sufrir&lt;br /&gt;Mas por ti…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que el amor me saque del olvido&lt;br /&gt;En el que me mantengo&lt;br /&gt;Y simplemente me escondo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y que sea un beso fiel;&lt;br /&gt;El que me saque de nuevo&lt;br /&gt;Mi sonrisa prohibida.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/feeds/2614121295000724409/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2011/08/me-quieres.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default/2614121295000724409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752417711137824207.post-1038461541162491737</id><published>2011-07-07T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T08:26:30.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Si me rompes el corazon...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNXR0hofAxDibAHbaPd5fipHkNC-UZ1p9jZpfUNz-bp-JALAtGQUm5omtwnG-4AXropQOjgtmz60YZ0HCs-YTlXSpxQQb1QCuSfXWA2y61VC-4SU5MXc27Emrsk1cUQJ8O6cPd_7FUtQY/s1600/infidelidad-laboral.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 312px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNXR0hofAxDibAHbaPd5fipHkNC-UZ1p9jZpfUNz-bp-JALAtGQUm5omtwnG-4AXropQOjgtmz60YZ0HCs-YTlXSpxQQb1QCuSfXWA2y61VC-4SU5MXc27Emrsk1cUQJ8O6cPd_7FUtQY/s320/infidelidad-laboral.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626632151543234370&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dime amor mió,&lt;br /&gt;Por que estoy desolado&lt;br /&gt;Siempre cuando&lt;br /&gt;Estoy contigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que me parece &lt;br /&gt;¿Que vivo en una mentira?&lt;br /&gt;No hago más que preguntarme&lt;br /&gt;¿Te quedas conmigo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O solamente prefieres&lt;br /&gt;Irte por hay con otro…&lt;br /&gt;No se que llegar a pensar,&lt;br /&gt;Pues es la verdad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me dejaste por otro hace tiempo&lt;br /&gt;Y rompiste en mil pedacitos &lt;br /&gt;El corazón vivo&lt;br /&gt;Que tenía solamente por ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y ahora no veo más &lt;br /&gt;Que simples engaños,&lt;br /&gt;Que me hacen estremecerme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No quiero llegar a pensar en ello&lt;br /&gt;Pero no haces más &lt;br /&gt;Que lo piense y piense;&lt;br /&gt;y ya no se que respuesta sacar de ello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pienso esperar;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero respuestas.&lt;br /&gt;¡¡¡YA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ven y dime todo aquello;&lt;br /&gt;Que yo deba saber.&lt;br /&gt;Rómpeme el corazón&lt;br /&gt;De nuevo y lárgate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y si lo haces;&lt;br /&gt;No vuelvas a mi.&lt;br /&gt;No me digas que estas arrepentido.&lt;br /&gt;Y vete de mi corazón para siempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensé siempre que tú y yo &lt;br /&gt;Estaríamos para toda la vida&lt;br /&gt;Hasta que la muerte nos llegara&lt;br /&gt;Por simple a separar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rómpeme el corazón&lt;br /&gt;Y no lo intentes reconstruir&lt;br /&gt;Pues no te lo permitiré.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te e perdonado en tantas ocasiones&lt;br /&gt;Como se me ha sido posible.&lt;br /&gt;Pero si esto llega…&lt;br /&gt;Olvídame y lárgate de mi vida…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La puerta de mi amor se cerrara&lt;br /&gt;Y aquello que tanto desee&lt;br /&gt;No volverá a este mundo&lt;br /&gt;En el que me destruyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este amor será solo ceniza&lt;br /&gt;Que volara por el cielo&lt;br /&gt;Recordando aquello que paso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rómpeme el corazón de nuevo&lt;br /&gt;Y me perderás para siempre…&lt;br /&gt;Y no intentes volver hacia aquello&lt;br /&gt;Que tanto amabas y lo destruyes cada vez que puedes…</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/feeds/1038461541162491737/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2011/07/si-me-rompes-el-corazon.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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320px; height: 225px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ3AYTDg5hbtkEAbItmE1STwYdc-rFGvGpXwAIMMpUEoczt2oJQ2Km5OVIf88993KAyaLLW0MFiz9z-jI5W2dm98zPoxZGAecikfqABUIzhuz2LROb21fQLlbwB2mdF606pUliKqIYzwo/s320/20100104074831-beso0.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623692793612445282&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No olvidare esos besos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que me diste &lt;br /&gt;Con tanto amor&lt;br /&gt;Y ternura, &lt;br /&gt;Con los que los recibí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pienso olvidar&lt;br /&gt;Ese precioso,&lt;br /&gt;Casi mes en el&lt;br /&gt;Que estuvimos los dos juntos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No olvidare esos besos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que recibí…&lt;br /&gt;No quiero olvidar nada de ello;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero que se quede aquí&lt;br /&gt;Escrito aunque solo sea así.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi deseo no se agoto.&lt;br /&gt;Quería más y más besos&lt;br /&gt;Que me diste; &lt;br /&gt;Cariño mió.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No olvidare esos besos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando entre los dos,&lt;br /&gt;Cosquillas nos hacíamos&lt;br /&gt;Y entre risas y preciosas&lt;br /&gt;Sonrisas compartíamos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No olvidare esos bonitos&lt;br /&gt;Momentos que los &lt;br /&gt;Viví contigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No olvidare esos besos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si lo hago…&lt;br /&gt;Que el destino,&lt;br /&gt;Me borre de la faz de esta tierra&lt;br /&gt;En la que estuvimos.&lt;br /&gt;Por el hecho de haberte,&lt;br /&gt;Perdido entre mis brazos&lt;br /&gt;Y no haber sabido como&lt;br /&gt;Tenerte entre ellos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No olvidare esos besos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escondidos dentro de un portal&lt;br /&gt;Dándonos amor mutuamente&lt;br /&gt;Sin dejar de despegar, &lt;br /&gt;Nuestros labios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te seguiré esperando&lt;br /&gt;En esa esquina en la &lt;br /&gt;Que me abrazaste,&lt;br /&gt;Yo desolado que estaba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No olvidare esos besos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que tanto añoro…&lt;br /&gt;Me da pena tener que alejarme&lt;br /&gt;De ti de esta forma,&lt;br /&gt;Pero esos besos serán nuestra cadena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esa cadena que nos une.&lt;br /&gt;Una cadena de amor ajeno&lt;br /&gt;Que tanto deseo que vuelva a brillar&lt;br /&gt;Pero el amor es traicionero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No olvidare esos besos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunque toque otros labios;&lt;br /&gt;Fueron bonitos&lt;br /&gt;Y a la vez celestiales&lt;br /&gt;Que son de olvidar, difíciles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ven de nuevo a mí y bésame&lt;br /&gt;Que contigo me quedare.&lt;br /&gt;Pero ahora no puede &lt;br /&gt;Se pues el amor me ha dado otro hombre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espérame pero a la vez sigue &lt;br /&gt;Tu camino en este amor.&lt;br /&gt;Yo te espero para siempre&lt;br /&gt;En esa querida esquina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No olvidare esos besos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que recibí y te di. &lt;br /&gt;Solo deseo estar contigo de nuevo&lt;br /&gt;Pero el destino me alejo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volveremos a estar juntos&lt;br /&gt;O puede que no…&lt;br /&gt;Desde luego no olvidare&lt;br /&gt;Esos besos que recibí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No olvidare esos besos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espérame Luis…&lt;br /&gt;Por que en algún momento &lt;br /&gt;Volveremos a besarnos&lt;br /&gt;Como esa primera vez…</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/feeds/3761807090549310171/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2011/06/no-olvidare-esos-besos.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default/3761807090549310171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752417711137824207.post-3164099703995651410</id><published>2011-06-06T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T09:51:30.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiempo mio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdGzz3eeH3g3v8OwyRsgaYMM8rfky_IEZpmRvuzZjM-irD1vDXRq3Z4-vPJxZLt4N0CvVvZyo3HmMsSrSOtw3aM0Zh3FLedPWkrIwbdLckaGkxlztc_udUJWHLYHbzEWjnDqUWUYYyko8/s1600/Juan%252520Jose%252520Millas-tiempo.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdGzz3eeH3g3v8OwyRsgaYMM8rfky_IEZpmRvuzZjM-irD1vDXRq3Z4-vPJxZLt4N0CvVvZyo3HmMsSrSOtw3aM0Zh3FLedPWkrIwbdLckaGkxlztc_udUJWHLYHbzEWjnDqUWUYYyko8/s320/Juan%252520Jose%252520Millas-tiempo.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615150414309426354&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiempo mio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu me as echo vivir&lt;br /&gt;Tantos años de esta,&lt;br /&gt;Miserable y preciosa&lt;br /&gt;Que es mi vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derrumbaste mi ciudadela&lt;br /&gt;Que prohibida era,&lt;br /&gt;Y solitaria estaba.&lt;br /&gt;Solo dejaste ruinas de ella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiempo mio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me hiciste ver la relidad;&lt;br /&gt;En aquella de la que me alejaba,&lt;br /&gt;Y de la que me creaba &lt;br /&gt;Una ilusion en la que vivir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me diste amor en mis tiempos&lt;br /&gt;De agonia y de terror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiempo mio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuiste amable conmigo,&lt;br /&gt;Cuando yo no lo fui contigo.&lt;br /&gt;Me diste aquello,&lt;br /&gt;Que ni merezco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una familia nueva, un hombre al que amar...&lt;br /&gt;Que mas se te podria pedir&lt;br /&gt;Si en cambio me lo as dado,&lt;br /&gt;Todo aquello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiempo mio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te agradezco aquello que as echo&lt;br /&gt;Solamente por mi.&lt;br /&gt;Aquello que ni te pedi,&lt;br /&gt;Ni me lo merezco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero gracias...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiempo mio...&lt;br /&gt;Gracias por todo lo dado&lt;br /&gt;Como si es el amor, agonia, triteza...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin ti no seria quien soy&lt;br /&gt;Y solamente un beso&lt;br /&gt;Es lo que te doy.&lt;br /&gt;Gracias.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/feeds/3164099703995651410/comments/default' 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href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC9FMWOjKiJiTlskorQKSIcvr71mWNKSml4JzVeKeLmZMPwW0mB2CXW5-0tVSSUyuiS6PKjieuxJGHxwN28QKQvMBaJwURQqOycZE81J2yo_EfzpMYMkGVB0Cp0k-2NguTiRl1E7ePGro/s1600/05215_GeishaDANCE1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 320px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC9FMWOjKiJiTlskorQKSIcvr71mWNKSml4JzVeKeLmZMPwW0mB2CXW5-0tVSSUyuiS6PKjieuxJGHxwN28QKQvMBaJwURQqOycZE81J2yo_EfzpMYMkGVB0Cp0k-2NguTiRl1E7ePGro/s320/05215_GeishaDANCE1.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605109506789326898&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Querida Geisha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tú, magnifica;&lt;br /&gt;Y preciosa,&lt;br /&gt;Musa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eres la delicadeza&lt;br /&gt;De mi pluma;&lt;br /&gt;Que derrama&lt;br /&gt;Lagrimas de tinta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu rostro blanco,&lt;br /&gt;Es la pureza,&lt;br /&gt;Que contiene &lt;br /&gt;El prohibido pecado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me haces besarte&lt;br /&gt;Y el pecado &lt;br /&gt;Oscurece tu rostro.&lt;br /&gt;Pero lo embellece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tú eres mi arte.&lt;br /&gt;Te vistes con paisajes&lt;br /&gt;Que me haces soñar&lt;br /&gt;E inspirar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tus largos mechones,&lt;br /&gt;Te los cojo&lt;br /&gt;Con esta huesuda mano&lt;br /&gt;Y solo olerlos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me traes todos &lt;br /&gt;Los perfumes,&lt;br /&gt;De esta vida&lt;br /&gt;En la que andamos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si deseas dejarme solo&lt;br /&gt;Te escondes detrás de tu&lt;br /&gt;Sombrilla.&lt;br /&gt;Y me dejas desolado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero vuelves hacia mí &lt;br /&gt;Tímida y delicada.&lt;br /&gt;Te agachas &lt;br /&gt;Y con amor me besas.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_yasgg-Yf6qLagfAd6tx2uOAnfOG11LAsJiz_niorKq_3X351KWdLApla_N1w1W423jOtnyDu9IKp4kbNXJ-57QchHsaeUWMuWt_5EyOGnxe1kX5FA-a0ENroJ6vrgvU/s220/somnis.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC9FMWOjKiJiTlskorQKSIcvr71mWNKSml4JzVeKeLmZMPwW0mB2CXW5-0tVSSUyuiS6PKjieuxJGHxwN28QKQvMBaJwURQqOycZE81J2yo_EfzpMYMkGVB0Cp0k-2NguTiRl1E7ePGro/s72-c/05215_GeishaDANCE1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5752417711137824207.post-4931274301520133642</id><published>2011-04-27T12:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T12:36:46.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quien soy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeg3IhORk_MTaKwz5cm77czhJo1wzd14d-cGDNogvosqHgccf1gFxZ-qMhHseb7iE39gU1MmXLAgN5oue2nU4On-a2gzSq1lYK7ZBAIijPuOBpNjqmKEASMXIvUr4bsAcKd-RktQxRwT0/s1600/quien-soy-mod4%255B1%255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeg3IhORk_MTaKwz5cm77czhJo1wzd14d-cGDNogvosqHgccf1gFxZ-qMhHseb7iE39gU1MmXLAgN5oue2nU4On-a2gzSq1lYK7ZBAIijPuOBpNjqmKEASMXIvUr4bsAcKd-RktQxRwT0/s320/quien-soy-mod4%255B1%255D.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600349592305273330&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quien soy? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esa es la pregunta&lt;br /&gt;Que me inunda.&lt;br /&gt;O mas bien;&lt;br /&gt;`` ¿Ser o no ser?´´&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De ser; soy uno&lt;br /&gt;Como tantos y tantas,&lt;br /&gt;Solamente una persona.&lt;br /&gt;Y si no la fuera...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quien soy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un poeta joven,&lt;br /&gt;Que sus palabras&lt;br /&gt;En este papel&lt;br /&gt;Con amor escritas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un niño caído&lt;br /&gt;De los fuertes&lt;br /&gt;Brazos de una&lt;br /&gt;Madre querida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quien soy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni siquiera&lt;br /&gt;Yo se quien soy.&lt;br /&gt;Me introduzco&lt;br /&gt;En el laberinto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El laberinto;&lt;br /&gt;Es mi mente,&lt;br /&gt;Mis sentimientos…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En el lugar&lt;br /&gt;Que entro,&lt;br /&gt;En el que me pierdo&lt;br /&gt;Y al final no salgo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quien soy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una marioneta&lt;br /&gt;Que esta vacía.&lt;br /&gt;No tiene alma&lt;br /&gt;Y es manejada. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subo la mirada&lt;br /&gt;Hacia arriba&lt;br /&gt;Y solo veo&lt;br /&gt;Una noche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quien soy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una estrella;&lt;br /&gt;La que más brilla&lt;br /&gt;Y que hace&lt;br /&gt;Que la marioneta llore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las lagrimas&lt;br /&gt;Son mi mar;&lt;br /&gt;En el que navego&lt;br /&gt;Y al final me ahogo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quien soy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preguntas de las personas,&lt;br /&gt;Un poeta solo con sus palabras,&lt;br /&gt;Un laberinto sin salida,&lt;br /&gt;Una marioneta sin alma&lt;br /&gt;O un mar estrellado&lt;br /&gt;En el que me ahogo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dime buen sabio&lt;br /&gt;Quien soy,&lt;br /&gt;Pues yo estoy&lt;br /&gt;En este mundo perdido.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/feeds/4931274301520133642/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2011/04/quien-soy.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBFz_UbeqQT81oZSy35rAU6QSBQ7RJYYekwISRuSzuBEIwBMWEcmBqxN3ZAOyFj_4ix8hLp_Uovn84PUqVIEWC0YesXO7N8dTRf6mkmxEWYsnsdQrEa1Q7UDiusGy-nrV2TThfDoJE_7Y/s320/1235938710179_f.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590256024356078066&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que es lo que inunda&lt;br /&gt;Esta extraña fragancia&lt;br /&gt;A mi pobre corazón&lt;br /&gt;Que esta solitario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es amor…&lt;br /&gt;Algo que olvide.&lt;br /&gt;Y en el camino&lt;br /&gt;Lo deje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La fragancia hace&lt;br /&gt;Que recuerde&lt;br /&gt;Ese amor que me &lt;br /&gt;Dieron y di.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero este amor es diferente&lt;br /&gt;A los que recuerdo.&lt;br /&gt;Es algo especial, &lt;br /&gt;Algo insólito…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este amor&lt;br /&gt;Me hace revivir&lt;br /&gt;El alma y mí &lt;br /&gt;Corazón vuelve a latir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los latidos son&lt;br /&gt;La melodía &lt;br /&gt;De mi vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robare esa melodía&lt;br /&gt;Por que soy el ladrón&lt;br /&gt;De mi vida&lt;br /&gt;Y la guardare en el fondo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El fondo es mi alma&lt;br /&gt;Que esta maldita,&lt;br /&gt;Y la melodía&lt;br /&gt;La renacerá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La esperanza es la&lt;br /&gt;Única salvación&lt;br /&gt;Que hace que viva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que sea este amor&lt;br /&gt;Mi vida&lt;br /&gt;Y que la melodía&lt;br /&gt;Sea oída.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destino mió&lt;br /&gt;Haz que viva&lt;br /&gt;Para poder oír la melodía&lt;br /&gt;Hasta el fin de mi vida.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/feeds/1671892073215341741/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2011/03/este-amor.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link 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height: 312px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNiCwWwrSRmreC_qUBukPFnvShZxfZTYxE5fqiafOtwn7IuH7Wr4iNPR8PR5Z5vLjJ0DHB2R9f0NdeBWzVBzRjEJJW9InlfIQS3zJsLDbq5YcpnLgWktq3fIKt9Jjj2Xmo90PF-Yt3mLg/s320/mano_de_padre_e_hijo_01.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586238507981969746&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando volverás padre?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es lo que te pregunte&lt;br /&gt;Yo siendo un pequeño&lt;br /&gt;Y cariñoso niño.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me dijiste  ``pronto...´´.&lt;br /&gt;Y con esa frase&lt;br /&gt;Un pequeño anillo y un beso&lt;br /&gt;Fue lo último que me diste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este niño cada día &lt;br /&gt;Por la tarde te esperaba &lt;br /&gt;Mirando la puerta &lt;br /&gt;Por la que te fuiste. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El tiempo pasó&lt;br /&gt;Y el niño &lt;br /&gt;Hombre se hizo&lt;br /&gt;Y con ello el cambio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos los días &lt;br /&gt;Con nostalgia&lt;br /&gt;En el suelo se sienta&lt;br /&gt;Y te espera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al sentarse vuelve a ser&lt;br /&gt;El niño que esperaba&lt;br /&gt;A ese pronto que le dijiste&lt;br /&gt;Y te fuiste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solamente espera ver&lt;br /&gt;Que se habrá la puerta&lt;br /&gt;Y que por ella&lt;br /&gt;El padre aparezca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y con una sonrisa en la cara&lt;br /&gt;Y lagrimas derramándose&lt;br /&gt;Abrazara al padre&lt;br /&gt;Que se fue y volvió.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/feeds/6979232210615228448/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2011/03/cuando-volveras-padre.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default/6979232210615228448'/><link rel='self' 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border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581304304559342338&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deseo tenerle a mi lado&lt;br /&gt;Hasta el último segundo&lt;br /&gt;Que pueda recorrer mi vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunque este deseo&lt;br /&gt;Sea el mismísimo diablo&lt;br /&gt;Que se encuentra en mi interior…&lt;br /&gt;Lo deseo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deseo que nuestros labios&lt;br /&gt;Se choquen como dos &lt;br /&gt;Parachoques que se estrellan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deseo perderme en sus ojazos&lt;br /&gt;Del color de la corteza de los cerezos.&lt;br /&gt;Beber sus lágrimas&lt;br /&gt;Que contienen el agua sagrada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solamente deseo poder&lt;br /&gt;Estar con el para la eternidad.&lt;br /&gt;Dejar de sentirme solo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poder seguir este camino&lt;br /&gt;Con alguien al que amo&lt;br /&gt;Y si no estuviera conmigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El deseo se desvanecería&lt;br /&gt;Y yo desolado&lt;br /&gt;Al mar me tiraría&lt;br /&gt;Para vivir eternamente solo.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/feeds/403678584488592229/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2011/03/le-deseo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default/403678584488592229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5752417711137824207/posts/default/403678584488592229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/2011/03/le-deseo.html' title='Le deseo'/><author><name>mondragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12035483152284772492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' 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href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM0sLhaxLc6DH6GZa9VJu0BUtDu-ORzi-Ft9dxB-WoH8B2DQPL0EHKFSnpcOmCIggEXOfFObN-quV0S5GZsuxd448hQhftC22PThEaINlncD1hsuXRrzh_l_S9ckZ156q03Si8R8OFook/s1600/egipto-mubarak-dimision.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM0sLhaxLc6DH6GZa9VJu0BUtDu-ORzi-Ft9dxB-WoH8B2DQPL0EHKFSnpcOmCIggEXOfFObN-quV0S5GZsuxd448hQhftC22PThEaINlncD1hsuXRrzh_l_S9ckZ156q03Si8R8OFook/s320/egipto-mubarak-dimision.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575120684104895298&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sangre en el desierto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es lo que veo&lt;br /&gt;En Egipto.&lt;br /&gt;Las piedras&lt;br /&gt;Son las lluvias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que invaden&lt;br /&gt;Estas casas&lt;br /&gt;De barro y &lt;br /&gt;Tantas ruinas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sangre en el desierto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiñe el Nilo&lt;br /&gt;De color rojo parduzco&lt;br /&gt;Y de inocentes cuerpos&lt;br /&gt;Que son los barcos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reales de Caronte&lt;br /&gt;Que llevan majestuosamente&lt;br /&gt;A todos los&lt;br /&gt;Sagrados y antiguos faraones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sangre en el desierto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es la que hay &lt;br /&gt;Por una subida&lt;br /&gt;Al trono prohibido&lt;br /&gt;Por el hereje traído.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riquezas y muertes &lt;br /&gt;Es lo cotidiano&lt;br /&gt;Por las oscuras calles&lt;br /&gt;Del destruido y solitario Cairo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sangre en el desierto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es lo que atrae &lt;br /&gt;A los chacales de Anubis&lt;br /&gt;Para alimentarse &lt;br /&gt;Del miedo y decepción que hay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esperamos al esperanzador fénix&lt;br /&gt;Para que vuele por el &lt;br /&gt;Oscuro desierto y queme &lt;br /&gt;Toda la injusticia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sangre en el desierto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es lo que no desean&lt;br /&gt;Los antiguos e iluminados dioses.&lt;br /&gt;Que hagan despertar al sol&lt;br /&gt;Para que el pueblo en paz puedan verlo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La rebelión e injusticia se acabo.&lt;br /&gt;La sangre del hereje&lt;br /&gt;Es la pintura&lt;br /&gt;De este desierto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una palabra es la ley&lt;br /&gt;Que escrita no esta.&lt;br /&gt;El dedo, por el desierto pase&lt;br /&gt;Y la sangre impura saboree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y con una gran sonrisa&lt;br /&gt;Al cielo despejado&lt;br /&gt;Con un amanecer anaranjado&lt;br /&gt;Solo una palabra grite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIBERTAD!!!!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escritosdemondragon.blogspot.com/feeds/8213062424509152960/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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