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É loucura... vivo a cavar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Mas tudo  virou melancolia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Saio de perto a passear, cantar, dançar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;E só então fecho os olhos, para sentir a brisa&lt;br /&gt;Nas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; cortinas que se assanham e adentrando á janela,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;E os fachos de luz são isentos de acanho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Refletindo&lt;/span&gt; sobre meus cabelos.&lt;br /&gt;Gotas dourada de  orvalho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; rega os meus pés...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Minha tormenta é viver a madrugada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mas é assim que te sinto... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E a lua sempre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reflectindo, vai brilhando mansamente... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Na maciez de meu corpo, de minha pele alva&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Estou contigo, só não pode me tocar. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Todavia não me importo... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teu brilho impermanente, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mora na íris dos meus olhos, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu te sinto, tu me sentes...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E se te chamo, acorres a mim, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tu és o vento, sou acalento,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tudo o mais são,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As ondas salientes do amor sem fim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Somos o presente deste conto, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Somos nós pontos do infinito... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O limiar do delírio, o eco do grito, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O zumbido da loucura somos um único gemido. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O gemido do prazer, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O gemido da paixão...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Somos a loucura mais linda,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contida num coração! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Isto, posto.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Assino em baixo e vou-me embora, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nas asas do sonho te entrego...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O que já não me pertence. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Somos luz agora&lt;br /&gt;Que o vento desfez esquiço incertos,&lt;br /&gt;Que posso ir esbatendo,&lt;br /&gt;Penso em ti e paro uma vez mais,&lt;br /&gt;Ao esquecimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/poetasdoorkut&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3239626453998798961-2077524671536642813?l=poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" 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10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 339px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SfJzL9nVIpI/AAAAAAAAAlg/LCXvI3Dmtuk/s400/mulher_rosa_amarela1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328447958487999122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                                                      A vida passa, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" class="messageContent"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="smiley body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;O tempo passa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tudo passa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;O que  se vê é uma tristeza danada, onde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;tudo se exprime a pura verdade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu não entendo a tal realidade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Procuro um mundo onde clamo,por um grito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;que jamais da minha boca sairá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A FELICIDADE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Há somente o silêncio, nada mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Apenas um vazio imenso! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Se preciso de luz porque me oculto?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;espírito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; sufoca sua luz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;própria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;No jardim &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;são&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; só as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;flores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; foge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;E é o lugar das &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;flores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; onde me refugio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Deixo de ser e renego assim a mim mesmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;E ao teu amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Estou numa encruzilhada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Preciso falar, mas prefiro ficar calada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Medo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Pseldo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;, peso na consciência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ou é o fardo da incoerência &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;que me deixa desanimada?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tantos obstáculos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Não consigo dar um passo na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;direcção&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;que aponta meu coração...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Há momentos na vida em que temos que parar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Parar para pensar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pensar para &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;reflectir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Reflectir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; para recomeçar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;De ter que me resignar a calar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;E o sentimento nem ter mais pra ocultar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;De andar cabisbaixo a vacilar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;De me deixar manobrar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;E não ser dona nem do meu caminhar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Liberdade! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Meu espírito clama por este aporte!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mas me conheço, sou passiva e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;possessivo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Faço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; do amor o meu norte, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Estou pronta para me entregar, como o rio se entrega ao mar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Há uma palavra que fica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Há alguém que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;desse denta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; a sede,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mata a tristeza e traz liberdade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Preenchendo o vazio da alma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trazendo a realidade a verdade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Porque então, não me entregar a este mar "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ágape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esse vazio que sinto dói e não vai embora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A cada hora que passa tento esquecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Porém, ainda persiste a insegurança,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A angústia de viver nesta incerteza...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Em vão busco este sonho já perdido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;De um amor verdadeiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;E a esperança a cada novo dia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A cada amanhecer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ah Quem me dera voltar a realidade, como outrora!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Admito, sou um pássaro auto aprisionado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Em gaiola dourada e tão bela, que não quero sair,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;de dentro dela, a porta está aberta, mas não a vejo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Estou hipnotizada, fui seduzida por um beijo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Um beijo que me inebria..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Que me faz nascer com o dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Posso ver da gaiola dourada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Apenas os olhos do meu amado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Um convite á harmonia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ganhar mais um beijo me refaria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Neste instante o equilíbrio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dois mundos, em &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;retas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fusão de paralelas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Agora por inteiro em chamas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trazendo lembranças que guardo comigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Doces momentos de um amor bonito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Que eu tinha como abrigo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Vanderleia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/poetasdoorkut&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3239626453998798961-8199125499498887864?l=poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com/feeds/8199125499498887864/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3239626453998798961&amp;postID=8199125499498887864" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320310132437546834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;  Algo que era nosso eu pensei &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Que jamais mudaria... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Ledo engano o amor esconde &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Um outro universo  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;É preciso muita paciência &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Para se aprender a ser paciente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Pois as dores da consciência &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;São agudas e lacerantes...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;As mudanças de humor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;O semblante preocupado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;As dificuldades de concentração &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Denotam um indivíduo apaixonado  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Quisera que tu fosses um feiticeiro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Viveríamos entre dois mundos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Outra dimensão a terceira &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Eu seguiria te amando a cada segundo  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Num enlace...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Mas eu dentro de ti no climax no auge do gozo...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Me derramando dentro de ti e me lambuzando com minha seiva  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;E a lingua percorrendo entre os labios  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;buscando o ponto g" exitando - me até quase desfalecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Queria a tua lingua na minha glande  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;lambendo e tua boca sugando até eu gozar...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Depois entrar por tras devagar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;e sempre  enquanto com os dedos exita meu clitóres...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SdWJ39_n7gI/AAAAAAAAAlI/YfgDdNDgZLQ/s1600-h/OUT02M%7E1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SdWJ39_n7gI/AAAAAAAAAlI/YfgDdNDgZLQ/s400/OUT02M%7E1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320310129435340290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/poetasdoorkut&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3239626453998798961-3900788147253785375?l=poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com/feeds/3900788147253785375/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lua que emoldurou meus sonhos&lt;br /&gt;Ajuda-me esquecer os desencantos&lt;br /&gt;Devolve-me o sorriso trás o brilho&lt;br /&gt;Das estrelas para secar meu pranto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Estrelas que agora secam meu pranto&lt;br /&gt;Testemunhas da minha emoção&lt;br /&gt;Não demore mandar o sol para amenizar&lt;br /&gt;A dor que invade a alma e o coração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sol que vem amenizar a dor&lt;br /&gt;Compartilhou de tanta felicidade&lt;br /&gt;Vem trazer a luz para meu viver&lt;br /&gt;Que esta envolto no escuro da saudade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Com o sol a tarde chega de mancinho&lt;br /&gt;Trazendo lembranças que guardo comigo&lt;br /&gt;Doces momentos de um amor bonito&lt;br /&gt;Que eu tinha como abrigo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SdAdOF_p_5I/AAAAAAAAAko/L0E7pxWkcWY/s1600-h/1121952asal_na_lua22311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Não sou apenas mulher,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu sou também poesia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sou amor, sou coração,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E também sou fantasia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sou a rosa encarnada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No lindo jardim da vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Às vezes sou solidão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Também choro escondida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sou como a ave errante,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Que busca um novo ninho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Se amo, sempre me entrego,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pois não vivo sem carinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sou a letra da canção,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Na voz de um cantador.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O sentimento dos amantes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Da paixão sou o calor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sou um poema escrito,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;De um coração a sangrar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sou o fogo que aquece,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sou mulher, vivo a sonhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vanderleia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/poetasdoorkut&lt;img 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/><author><name>Anja Vanderleia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SBn8ZwMiQqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/smRZs8CRIPY/S220/7399128.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_8282.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YDRno7eip7ImA9WxVXE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3239626453998798961.post-6574188405691154557</id><published>2009-01-28T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T14:26:17.402-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-11T14:26:17.402-08:00</app:edited><title>NOSSO AMOR</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SYCVAOpH91I/AAAAAAAAAiU/-TQQQ7A5ZeQ/s1600-h/sua_voz_lp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 347px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SYCVAOpH91I/AAAAAAAAAiU/-TQQQ7A5ZeQ/s400/sua_voz_lp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296396992950826834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Nosso amor é um sentimento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Sincero, no coração;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;São dois olhares acesos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Bem juntos, unidos, presos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Numa mágica atração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SYCVAInsO9I/AAAAAAAAAiM/b3K1tojdJ3w/s1600-h/00123.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SYCVAInsO9I/AAAAAAAAAiM/b3K1tojdJ3w/s400/00123.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296396991334202322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;São dois galhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Bem longe às vezes nascidos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Mas que se juntam crescidos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;E que se abraçam por fim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;São duas almas bem gêmeas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Que riem no  mesmo riso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Que choram nos mesmos ais;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;São nossas vozes de amantes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Duas liras semelhantes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Ou dois poemas  iguais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/poetasdoorkut&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3239626453998798961-6574188405691154557?l=poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com/feeds/6574188405691154557/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3239626453998798961&amp;postID=6574188405691154557" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239626453998798961/posts/default/6574188405691154557?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239626453998798961/posts/default/6574188405691154557?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Poetasdoorkut/~3/Oj78uvYvCjE/blog-post_28.html" title="NOSSO AMOR" /><author><name>Anja Vanderleia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SBn8ZwMiQqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/smRZs8CRIPY/S220/7399128.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SYCVAOpH91I/AAAAAAAAAiU/-TQQQ7A5ZeQ/s72-c/sua_voz_lp.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_28.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0IDRng8cSp7ImA9WxVXE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3239626453998798961.post-2021411331310671708</id><published>2009-01-27T14:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T14:32:57.679-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-11T14:32:57.679-08:00</app:edited><title>O QUE PRECISO...</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SZNQJCp2ZZI/AAAAAAAAAjU/SfZACVmyx68/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SZNQJCp2ZZI/AAAAAAAAAjU/SfZACVmyx68/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301669302606652818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 0pt; margin-right: 0px;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 0pt; margin-right: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(233, 163, 165);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                                                                                                               &lt;b&gt;                                 &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Não preciso muito, apenas que cale minha alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                Preciso do encanto e do momento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                Preciso do instante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                Do que mais se cabe ao corpo, do que se têm ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                Não quero dominar, ser dominada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                Quero antes, ser consumida, destruída.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                Não preciso de tanto, nem de tudo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                Apenas que me cale a alma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                Me cale a boca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                Que sele o corpo, que entenda a ausência,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                A renuncia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                Percorrer a fantasia, o encantamento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                Da face sorridente, consentimento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                Não peço à reza, curvado em pranto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                Que me leve aos céus, ou ainda mais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                Apenas, o olhar escondido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                O suspiro entrecortado, contido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                O sabor das manhãs escuras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                O que preciso, não é muito,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                Não é tudo, e nem é pouco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                Não se pode e não se contém, não se deve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                Não insiste e talvez, não exista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                Consumindo o espelho em meus olhos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                Da angustia em gotas d'água&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                Afogando-se, morrendo-se.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                Não preciso de muito, apenas preciso de tudo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                De tudo o que é muito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                Do toque, segredo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                Do medo, preciso... Do teu beijo... Prciso de  voce &lt;/span&gt;                                                                                                                                                               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/poetasdoorkut&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3239626453998798961-2021411331310671708?l=poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com/feeds/2021411331310671708/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3239626453998798961&amp;postID=2021411331310671708" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239626453998798961/posts/default/2021411331310671708?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" 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gd:etag="W/&quot;C08EQ387eSp7ImA9WxVXE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3239626453998798961.post-5312242562934624740</id><published>2009-01-25T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T14:36:42.101-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-11T14:36:42.101-08:00</app:edited><title>Sonhos</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SX1IiRF-YVI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bi2GJvNs9DQ/s1600-h/csal01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SX1IiRF-YVI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bi2GJvNs9DQ/s400/csal01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295468490398785874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Em meus sonhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Você chega sorrindo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Louco para me abraçar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SX1IiUdqMcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/3n7zQkZRHHY/s1600-h/beijo_alterado%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SX1IiUdqMcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/3n7zQkZRHHY/s400/beijo_alterado%5B1%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295468491303432642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Desejo seus  lábios quentes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Colados aos meus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Tudo se torna envolvente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Assim eles  irão te roubar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SX1IifbTHbI/AAAAAAAAAhE/84-U-bAKXLw/s1600-h/6394029-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SX1IifbTHbI/AAAAAAAAAhE/84-U-bAKXLw/s400/6394029-lg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295468494246321586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mil beijos ardentes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tudo que mais almejo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;É meus sonhos realizar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Para te  segurar bem forte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SX1IiB9Cu5I/AAAAAAAAAg8/Uzwm6vwDpsg/s1600-h/bju.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 360px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SX1IiB9Cu5I/AAAAAAAAAg8/Uzwm6vwDpsg/s400/bju.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295468486334790546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Em meus braços&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Meu desejado homem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E nunca mais te soltar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/poetasdoorkut&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Vanderleia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SBn8ZwMiQqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/smRZs8CRIPY/S220/7399128.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SX1IiRF-YVI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bi2GJvNs9DQ/s72-c/csal01.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com/2009/01/em-meus-sonhos-voc-chega-sorrindo-louco.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE4FQXoyeSp7ImA9WxVRGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3239626453998798961.post-7185075451835913980</id><published>2009-01-25T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T21:15:10.491-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-25T21:15:10.491-08:00</app:edited><title>Sonho ou realidade</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SX1F_YZL0nI/AAAAAAAAAgU/N4jau8TgO8k/s1600-h/sssssss.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SX1F_YZL0nI/AAAAAAAAAgU/N4jau8TgO8k/s400/sssssss.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295465692039729778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Momento de magia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tudo tão desejado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Por muito tempo esperado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sonho ou  realidade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mais sonho que verdade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tudo tão encantado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SX1F_YX_jhI/AAAAAAAAAgM/4u3AwL18RbU/s1600-h/amor+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 364px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SX1F_YX_jhI/AAAAAAAAAgM/4u3AwL18RbU/s400/amor+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295465692034731538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Como em conto de fadas&lt;br /&gt;uma viagem aos céus&lt;br /&gt;Uma linda canção&lt;br /&gt;Cantada  direta ao coração&lt;br /&gt;Poucos minutos para eternidade,&lt;br /&gt;O tempo deixou de  existir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O silêncio parou para ouvir&lt;br /&gt;As batidas de dois corações&lt;br /&gt;Com o mesmo  desejo&lt;br /&gt;Pra que voltar a realidade&lt;br /&gt;Se em sonhos&lt;br /&gt;somos só  felicidade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SX1F_KOaEAI/AAAAAAAAAgE/aotBQw4okDE/s1600-h/4d3afd9c9cce6e9ae8e75d47ac0122ce_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 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gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMESH07cSp7ImA9WxVRGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3239626453998798961.post-2590771236787696854</id><published>2009-01-25T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T21:06:49.309-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-25T21:06:49.309-08:00</app:edited><title>LOUCOS DESEJOS</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SX1EXM9rT4I/AAAAAAAAAf8/58mdXPgJZoY/s1600-h/88630954c5602c003bb766f3ef93c071_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 327px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SX1EXM9rT4I/AAAAAAAAAf8/58mdXPgJZoY/s400/88630954c5602c003bb766f3ef93c071_web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295463902265167746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Talvez &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seja loucura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Desejar tanto te ter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suspirar por teu toque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me  perder em desejo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sonhar com você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Acreditar no amanhã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ao seu  lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dizer a todos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Que gosta de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sei que sou louca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Antes louca  com o meu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Desejo realizado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do que uma louca por perder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A chance de  sonhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;com você na minha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Realidade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SX1EWxeSgYI/AAAAAAAAAf0/pBuvby8iUXA/s1600-h/amor+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SX1EWxeSgYI/AAAAAAAAAf0/pBuvby8iUXA/s400/amor+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295463894885761410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div 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DESEJOS" /><author><name>Anja Vanderleia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SBn8ZwMiQqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/smRZs8CRIPY/S220/7399128.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SX1EXM9rT4I/AAAAAAAAAf8/58mdXPgJZoY/s72-c/88630954c5602c003bb766f3ef93c071_web.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com/2009/01/loucos-desejos.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkIHQXo_eip7ImA9WxVRGE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3239626453998798961.post-6023208538616750029</id><published>2009-01-24T11:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T11:15:30.442-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-24T11:15:30.442-08:00</app:edited><title>Prazer Erótico</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SXtolySbP3I/AAAAAAAAAfs/sbH4__65SBE/s1600-h/MeuAnjo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SXtolySbP3I/AAAAAAAAAfs/sbH4__65SBE/s400/MeuAnjo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294940785267654514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;Quero deslizar pelo teu corpo&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;feito uma cobra&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;que se arrasta mansa e suavemente,&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;sentindo a tua pele em minha pele quente,&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;o toque despertando sensações,&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;o calor do desejo nos aquecendo,&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;nossos corpos estremecendo&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;nesse jogo de prazer e sedução.&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;Quero sentir este teu corpo,&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;que responde ao meu chamado,&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;elevando seu mastro,&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;e, num abraço forte, atinge meu dentro,&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;com estocadas loucas e variadas,&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;possuindo-me com paixão,&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;levando-me ao gozo&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;com a tua língua macia,&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;que me suga , me delicia&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;e me faz vibrar de emoção.&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SXtol26VHhI/AAAAAAAAAfk/I5HuIbGPpT0/s1600-h/Sensual-custom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 263px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SXtol26VHhI/AAAAAAAAAfk/I5HuIbGPpT0/s400/Sensual-custom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294940786508766738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;Quero sentir o teu desejo,&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;sentir você se entregar&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;e sentir teu orgasmo ardente&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;para misturar ao meu,&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;o teu leite quente,&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;maravilhoso e denso&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;e, depois de tudo,&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;te abraçar... mais nada.&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/poetasdoorkut&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3239626453998798961-6023208538616750029?l=poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com/feeds/6023208538616750029/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3239626453998798961&amp;postID=6023208538616750029" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239626453998798961/posts/default/6023208538616750029?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239626453998798961/posts/default/6023208538616750029?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Poetasdoorkut/~3/anrLxR_EkPQ/prazer-ertico.html" title="Prazer Erótico" /><author><name>Anja Vanderleia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SBn8ZwMiQqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/smRZs8CRIPY/S220/7399128.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SXtolySbP3I/AAAAAAAAAfs/sbH4__65SBE/s72-c/MeuAnjo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com/2009/01/prazer-ertico.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QAQ3Y7eyp7ImA9WxVXE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3239626453998798961.post-2952744550282120136</id><published>2009-01-24T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T14:29:02.803-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-11T14:29:02.803-08:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SXtnq1iCD9I/AAAAAAAAAfM/K-KX3odnB0I/s1600-h/couple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SXtnq1iCD9I/AAAAAAAAAfM/K-KX3odnB0I/s400/couple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294939772526137298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lentamente abri os olhos e voltei ao meu mundo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sai do sono, do sonho e me perdi de você,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me senti brava, fraca, sem rumo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pois eu queria continuar sonhando contigo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Levanto meio a contragosto,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;faço minha toalete e minha face continua triste,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;demonstrando o fracasso rompido,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;perdido no espaço da inconsciência.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quero retornar ao nosso mundo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mas sei que não posso, porisso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;preciso estar bem e aguardar até a noite para te ver,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;te encontrar de novo e viver a mais doce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;e pura realidade, que é de tê-lo ao vivo e em cores...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mas, sabe amor, que fechando os olhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;te busco na escuridão do nosso quarto,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;na imensidão dos meus sentidos e juro-te,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;eu me perco mais, pois te sinto aqui o tempo todo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;te escuto gritando meu nome,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dizendo-me que eu posso tudo contigo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ah! minha vida, podemos tudo, nós podemos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sua voz e atitudes estão gravados em mim,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;suas palavras não se perdem nunca,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;estão e estarão sempre por aqui, em meu coração!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Beijos de amor e saudades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/poetasdoorkut&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3239626453998798961-2952744550282120136?l=poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com/feeds/2952744550282120136/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3239626453998798961&amp;postID=2952744550282120136" title="0 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/&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;FELICIDADE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;EU QUERO ACREDITAR E SONHAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;PORQUE SEI QUE A FELICIDADE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;FAZ MINH' ALMA TRANSBORDAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;NO AMANHECER DE CADA DIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;QUANDO EU ABRIR A JANELA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;QUERO ESCUTAR DO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;CANTO DO ROUXINOL A ME ENCANTAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;QUERO DIZER NÃO PARA A SOLIDAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;QUANDO SORRIR, CORRER E BRINCAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;AO AMOR ME ENTREGAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;VIVENDO INTENSAMENTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;ESSA GRANDE PAIXA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;(VANDERLEIA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/poetasdoorkut&lt;img 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Vanderleia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SBn8ZwMiQqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/smRZs8CRIPY/S220/7399128.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/STh_BWZEh9I/AAAAAAAAAfE/r2zphvV1J88/s72-c/Slug.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com/2008/12/felicidade-eu-quero-acreditar-e-sonhar.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUEQ3oyfSp7ImA9WxVXE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3239626453998798961.post-4156268828801564011</id><published>2008-12-02T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T14:43:22.495-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-11T14:43:22.495-08:00</app:edited><title>Te quero</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/STXFy6pPwVI/AAAAAAAAAeg/lATcx1PLqw4/s1600-h/Slug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/STXFy6pPwVI/AAAAAAAAAeg/lATcx1PLqw4/s320/Slug.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275340017060790610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Paixão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Te quero agora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Me dá um beijo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Me dá outro beijo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Não não é um beijo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;o que eu quero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Na verdade eu quero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;do doce dos teus lábios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;O mel de tua boca!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;A carne de tua língua!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;O calor do teu braço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Meu sonho te faço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Te quero te espero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Te desejo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;A começar pelo beijo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Meu sonho te faço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Te quero no abraço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Te quero no leito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;No arfar do teu peito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Me quero deitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;e a teu lado acordar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Uma noite é pouco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;pra este amor tão louco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Mal anoitece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;e já é o amanhecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Te quero agora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Te quero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/poetasdoorkut&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3239626453998798961-4156268828801564011?l=poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com/feeds/4156268828801564011/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3239626453998798961&amp;postID=4156268828801564011" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239626453998798961/posts/default/4156268828801564011?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239626453998798961/posts/default/4156268828801564011?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Poetasdoorkut/~3/gBeVjuCSWYI/paixo-te-quero-agora-me-d-um-beijo-me-d.html" title="Te quero" /><author><name>Anja Vanderleia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" 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text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRN2HMagWjw/SN5N33SohdI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/3iGs6Rinqoo/s400/lindo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250719837690824146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLHAR PENETRANTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tens olhar negro e penetrante...&lt;br /&gt;Tens mãos firmes que afagam com ternura...&lt;br /&gt;Tens  boca  que exala sensualidade e loucura ...&lt;br /&gt;Tens sorriso irresistível que fascina,  me chama...&lt;br /&gt;Tens peitoral que me faz suspirar...&lt;br /&gt;Teu jeito macho devorador de fêmea &lt;br /&gt;Faz-me perder o rumo...&lt;br /&gt;Faz-me querer ser tua louca aventura!!&lt;br /&gt;Faz-me querer atravessar este oceano bravio!! &lt;br /&gt;Faz-me querer  ser amante!!!&lt;br /&gt;Faz-me querer ser mulher !!!&lt;br /&gt;Faz-me querer ser rainha!!&lt;br /&gt;Faz-me querer saciar-me em você!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/poetasdoorkut&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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CASTRO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02417030867087432364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MRN2HMagWjw/SDX3EueMmOI/AAAAAAAAAEo/HvtDdXO5MmM/S220/DESTRAINDA.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRN2HMagWjw/SN5N33SohdI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/3iGs6Rinqoo/s72-c/lindo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com/2008/09/olhar-penetrante.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUUCR348cSp7ImA9WxRRFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3239626453998798961.post-9179599844338967096</id><published>2008-09-26T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T20:47:46.079-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-26T20:47:46.079-07:00</app:edited><title>orkut - foto de 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xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-11T14:58:35.368-08:00</app:edited><title>PRAZER SACIADO</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SN2ZHYUvEEI/AAAAAAAAAbA/xFDIp6vDodM/s1600-h/88.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SN2ZHYUvEEI/AAAAAAAAAbA/xFDIp6vDodM/s320/88.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250521092651421762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;span&gt;Beijos com dengos, sem mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt; o fogo da paixão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt; Prazer saciado... corpo cansado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(208, 214, 201);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; mas a mesma emoção&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 150%; margin-left: 350px; margin-top: 1px; margin-bottom: 1px; text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(208, 214, 201);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; Beijos depois do prazer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; são beijos de real amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; trazem de volta o carinho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; trazem de volta o calor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(208, 214, 201);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SN2XfNjpX6I/AAAAAAAAAag/GFRugo6dQt4/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SN2XfNjpX6I/AAAAAAAAAag/GFRugo6dQt4/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250519303054778274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Entre um e outro beijo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;um afago mais ousado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;vem o tesão devagarinho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;reanimando o corpo amado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Beijos depois do prazer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;carícias mais ternas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;o amor se faz presente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;tornando as delícias eternas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SN2XfLe0lRI/AAAAAAAAAao/HnAFQqw-BKc/s1600-h/31.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SN2XfLe0lRI/AAAAAAAAAao/HnAFQqw-BKc/s320/31.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250519302497670418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Prolongamento do ato de amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;esses beijos depois do prazer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;sempre são mais doces,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;pois fazem tudo reviver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Querida... vamos de novo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;nos beijar... nos amar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;vamos só permanecer nessa delícia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;de sempre recomeçar..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SN2XfVq9frI/AAAAAAAAAaw/cGVvUatSVGs/s1600-h/24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SN2XfVq9frI/AAAAAAAAAaw/cGVvUatSVGs/s320/24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250519305232940722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/poetasdoorkut&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3239626453998798961-2283490657936181657?l=poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SBn8ZwMiQqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/smRZs8CRIPY/S220/7399128.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SN2ZHYUvEEI/AAAAAAAAAbA/xFDIp6vDodM/s72-c/88.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com/2008/09/prazer-saciado.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0AHR3w4eyp7ImA9WxVXE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3239626453998798961.post-4936761780331093176</id><published>2008-09-26T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T15:42:16.233-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-11T15:42:16.233-08:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SN2SvbFg38I/AAAAAAAAAaI/wRla4WocH1w/s1600-h/88.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SN2SvbFg38I/AAAAAAAAAaI/wRla4WocH1w/s320/88.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250514084006256578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ah! esse homem. Que me toca os seios,&lt;br /&gt;Como um beija-flor toca, no jardim, as flores,&lt;br /&gt;Arrepiá-me despertando antigos devaneios,&lt;br /&gt;De mãos no meu corpo em longos passeios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! esse homem. Que me cobre de beijos,&lt;br /&gt;Que deixa marcas denteadas nos meus braços,&lt;br /&gt;Expõe minha anatomia nua sem segredos,&lt;br /&gt;Como se fosse um quadro de célebre pintor,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SN2SvRy5d9I/AAAAAAAAAaY/JajnmXgwiUc/s1600-h/92.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SN2SvRy5d9I/AAAAAAAAAaY/JajnmXgwiUc/s320/92.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250514081512257490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E a mira com olhos de sol ofuscante,&lt;br /&gt;Incendeia a tela com seu fogo sagrado,&lt;br /&gt;Remexe a lava, no fundo, adormecida,&lt;br /&gt;Do vulcão dos meus profundos desejos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fazendo explodir em mim a mulher plena,&lt;br /&gt;A amante ardente de gestos delicados,&lt;br /&gt;Que pouco se importa com os espinhos,&lt;br /&gt;Para ser a dona dos seus carinhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Esse homem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/poetasdoorkut&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3239626453998798961-4936761780331093176?l=poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com/feeds/4936761780331093176/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3239626453998798961&amp;postID=4936761780331093176" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239626453998798961/posts/default/4936761780331093176?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239626453998798961/posts/default/4936761780331093176?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Poetasdoorkut/~3/q-v1khCchVU/ah-esse-homem.html" title="" /><author><name>Anja Vanderleia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SBn8ZwMiQqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/smRZs8CRIPY/S220/7399128.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SN2SvbFg38I/AAAAAAAAAaI/wRla4WocH1w/s72-c/88.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com/2008/09/ah-esse-homem.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMCQnk5cCp7ImA9WxRRE0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3239626453998798961.post-1218145099106782510</id><published>2008-09-25T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T07:37:43.728-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-25T07:37:43.728-07:00</app:edited><title>A VOCÊ ANJO AMADO</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRN2HMagWjw/SNuiGXH6ERI/AAAAAAAAAGw/DJmAnSXWbJQ/s1600-h/anjos02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRN2HMagWjw/SNuiGXH6ERI/AAAAAAAAAGw/DJmAnSXWbJQ/s400/anjos02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249968020800540946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A VOCÊ ANJO AMADO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Como feliz eu hoje estou,&lt;br /&gt;Pelos versos de amor a mim declarado,&lt;br /&gt;Das juras de amor das quais me foi falado,&lt;br /&gt;Somos amantes de tons e semitons,&lt;br /&gt;Fazemos nossos versos e os nossos reversos,&lt;br /&gt;E se nos embriagarmos de amor e perdição,&lt;br /&gt;È porque estava escrito que tudo aconteceria,&lt;br /&gt;Anjo amado, eu vivo de amor e poesia,&lt;br /&gt;Nas minhas veias correm sangue e exala poesia,&lt;br /&gt;Achega-te mais a mim e desfruta dessa magia,&lt;br /&gt;Sou mulher, sou menina, também poetisa,&lt;br /&gt;Que transforma a dor numa flor disseminando alegria,&lt;br /&gt;Imaginando a aurora que logo traz o dia,&lt;br /&gt;Deixando o velho transformar-se no novo!&lt;br /&gt;O novo do amor que é sempre belo,&lt;br /&gt;Que recomeça como se fosse a primeira vez,&lt;br /&gt;Se de amor já falei, aqui volta a falar,&lt;br /&gt;O amor nasce como uma planta,&lt;br /&gt;E o jardineiro põe-se a regar,&lt;br /&gt;Com as muitas gotas ou com gotículas,&lt;br /&gt;É assim o caminhar nesse pedaço agitado,&lt;br /&gt;Que se move dentro de mim,&lt;br /&gt;Alegra-se com esse seu olhar faminto,&lt;br /&gt;Se é amor que queres me dar, &lt;br /&gt;Aqui estou eu para aceitar!&lt;br /&gt;Meu anjo amado, hoje é dia chegado!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/poetasdoorkut&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3239626453998798961-1218145099106782510?l=poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com/feeds/1218145099106782510/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3239626453998798961&amp;postID=1218145099106782510" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239626453998798961/posts/default/1218145099106782510?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239626453998798961/posts/default/1218145099106782510?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Poetasdoorkut/~3/XjewncHzJ_E/voc-anjo-amado.html" title="A VOCÊ ANJO AMADO" /><author><name>SOCORRO CASTRO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02417030867087432364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MRN2HMagWjw/SDX3EueMmOI/AAAAAAAAAEo/HvtDdXO5MmM/S220/DESTRAINDA.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRN2HMagWjw/SNuiGXH6ERI/AAAAAAAAAGw/DJmAnSXWbJQ/s72-c/anjos02.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com/2008/09/voc-anjo-amado.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D08HQ3c7eSp7ImA9WxVXE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3239626453998798961.post-7152406355425293240</id><published>2008-09-24T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T15:43:52.901-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-11T15:43:52.901-08:00</app:edited><title>Feitiço  do Amor</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;No Feitiço de seu olhar viajo pelo mundo&lt;br /&gt;nas asas do sereno do anoitecer&lt;br /&gt;onde o seu amor se transforma&lt;br /&gt;em magia e encanto de nosso encontro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No brilho de sua doce paixão,&lt;br /&gt;você se transforma em um príncipe&lt;br /&gt;carregando toda a força do&lt;br /&gt;mistério de seu amor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seu abraço é um furacão,&lt;br /&gt;carregado de paixão,&lt;br /&gt;seu beijo tem gosto de mel&lt;br /&gt;com frutas, perfumado pelas&lt;br /&gt;pétalas de seu desejo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sua boca é um mar de paixão&lt;br /&gt;onde as ondas que vem me buscar,&lt;br /&gt;para navegar em meu corpo,&lt;br /&gt;é um encanto do canto da sereia,&lt;br /&gt;que me faz mergulhar para não&lt;br /&gt;mais voltar....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seus cabelos uma floresta,&lt;br /&gt;onde me perdi, quando&lt;br /&gt;nos seu braços, exploramos&lt;br /&gt;o amor, que um dia foi nosso&lt;br /&gt;reinado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seu amor é a magia que enfeitiçou&lt;br /&gt;meus desejos, quando ao seu lado&lt;br /&gt;estou, fico hipnotizada, sou&lt;br /&gt;sua serva para juntos decolarmos&lt;br /&gt;até as estrelas, a lua quando&lt;br /&gt;atravessamos a fronteira de nossos desejos....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/poetasdoorkut&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3239626453998798961-7152406355425293240?l=poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com/feeds/7152406355425293240/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3239626453998798961&amp;postID=7152406355425293240" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239626453998798961/posts/default/7152406355425293240?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239626453998798961/posts/default/7152406355425293240?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Poetasdoorkut/~3/rEFytY4HGxs/feitio-do-amor.html" title="Feitiço  do Amor" /><author><name>Anja Vanderleia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SBn8ZwMiQqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/smRZs8CRIPY/S220/7399128.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com/2008/09/feitio-do-amor.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkIMRno4fSp7ImA9WxRREko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3239626453998798961.post-8438727266414720119</id><published>2008-09-24T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T08:36:27.435-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-24T08:36:27.435-07:00</app:edited><title>SOBRE O CORPO TEU!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRN2HMagWjw/SNpeVSqP4qI/AAAAAAAAAGY/9Nvqf5DYBE8/s1600-h/MulherRosa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRN2HMagWjw/SNpeVSqP4qI/AAAAAAAAAGY/9Nvqf5DYBE8/s400/MulherRosa1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249612035533038242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria eu sobrepor o corpo teu,&lt;br /&gt;Saciar toda a carência que ora me afeta,&lt;br /&gt;Acarretando todo o meu ser numa inquietude,&lt;br /&gt;De pensamentos impuros e saborosos,&lt;br /&gt;E mesmo que em pensamentos já sossega,&lt;br /&gt;Meu corpo em descanso pleno de prazer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria eu que tu sobrepusesses o corpo meu,&lt;br /&gt;Saciando tua carência da minha pele nua,&lt;br /&gt;Unindo-nos num só fôlego e massa,&lt;br /&gt;Misturando-nos em chamas ardentes,&lt;br /&gt;Buscando o clímax do prazer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria eu sobrepor o corpo teu,&lt;br /&gt;Mostrando-me com ginga e doçura, &lt;br /&gt;A destreza de quem detém poder!&lt;br /&gt;Horas uníssonas inebriando nosso corpo,&lt;br /&gt;Levando-nos a perder o siso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria eu que tu sobrepusesses o corpo meu,&lt;br /&gt;Domando-me com fúria e talento,&lt;br /&gt;Dando-me porções dosadas do teu cio,&lt;br /&gt;Levando-me a delírios contínuos,&lt;br /&gt;Em gritos puros e extasiantes de prazer!&lt;br /&gt;Queria eu hoje fazer amor com você!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/poetasdoorkut&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3239626453998798961-8438727266414720119?l=poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com/feeds/8438727266414720119/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3239626453998798961&amp;postID=8438727266414720119" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239626453998798961/posts/default/8438727266414720119?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239626453998798961/posts/default/8438727266414720119?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Poetasdoorkut/~3/3MKZqf_wsSo/sobre-o-corpo-teu.html" title="SOBRE O CORPO TEU!" /><author><name>SOCORRO CASTRO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02417030867087432364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MRN2HMagWjw/SDX3EueMmOI/AAAAAAAAAEo/HvtDdXO5MmM/S220/DESTRAINDA.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRN2HMagWjw/SNpeVSqP4qI/AAAAAAAAAGY/9Nvqf5DYBE8/s72-c/MulherRosa1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com/2008/09/sobre-o-corpo-teu.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0ANRnY4eip7ImA9WxRREU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3239626453998798961.post-2961004022694655062</id><published>2008-09-22T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T17:29:57.832-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-22T17:29:57.832-07:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRN2HMagWjw/SNg4aTRYD7I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/mK2lJlBxr0I/s1600-h/Outra_bocas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRN2HMagWjw/SNg4aTRYD7I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/mK2lJlBxr0I/s400/Outra_bocas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249007390201221042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exaurindo perfume...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No início apenas toques, &lt;br /&gt;Os olhares que se chamam,&lt;br /&gt;As mãos que se desprendem,&lt;br /&gt;Os lábios que se entregam,&lt;br /&gt;Os corpos que se incendeiam,&lt;br /&gt;Sussurros que se comprimem,&lt;br /&gt;Corpos transpirastes exalando perfume,&lt;br /&gt;No querer de macho efervescente,&lt;br /&gt;Nas respostas de luxuria de fêmea felina,&lt;br /&gt;Escorregadia exaurindo querer,&lt;br /&gt;Siso perdido em gemidos que se encontram,&lt;br /&gt;Boca apressada em descida louca,&lt;br /&gt;De paradas obrigatórias em pontos cumes,&lt;br /&gt;Soltam-se os aís, os uis e outros aís!&lt;br /&gt;De quem pode extasiar!&lt;br /&gt;De quem quer e poder amar!&lt;br /&gt;De quem quer somente relaxar!&lt;br /&gt;De quem quer e pode gozar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/poetasdoorkut&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3239626453998798961-2961004022694655062?l=poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com/feeds/2961004022694655062/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3239626453998798961&amp;postID=2961004022694655062" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239626453998798961/posts/default/2961004022694655062?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239626453998798961/posts/default/2961004022694655062?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Poetasdoorkut/~3/N-9EylQEpS0/exaurindo-perfume.html" title="" /><author><name>SOCORRO CASTRO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02417030867087432364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MRN2HMagWjw/SDX3EueMmOI/AAAAAAAAAEo/HvtDdXO5MmM/S220/DESTRAINDA.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRN2HMagWjw/SNg4aTRYD7I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/mK2lJlBxr0I/s72-c/Outra_bocas.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com/2008/09/exaurindo-perfume.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEQBRng-eip7ImA9WxdaEk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3239626453998798961.post-4299976966097010750</id><published>2008-08-19T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T20:19:17.652-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-19T20:19:17.652-07:00</app:edited><title>Desejo e sedução</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SKuL-eMMWiI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Zo16xpvDiPw/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SKuL-eMMWiI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Zo16xpvDiPw/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236432897120688674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;É tanto desejo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Intenso querer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Os lábios queimam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Procuram os teus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;O corpo padece,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;A falta do teu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;A energia provoca fluídos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Ao toque da carne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Os sentidos em erupção,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Provocando o prazer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;E os amantes com tesão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Em movimentos alucinados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;A paixão aquece,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;incendeia os desejos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Inspirando fetiches secretos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;No jogo da sedução&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SKuLt3DOOnI/AAAAAAAAAPY/AxGJEhISA6Y/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SKuLt3DOOnI/AAAAAAAAAPY/AxGJEhISA6Y/s320/14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236432611736173170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/poetasdoorkut&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3239626453998798961-4299976966097010750?l=poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com/feeds/4299976966097010750/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3239626453998798961&amp;postID=4299976966097010750" title="2 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239626453998798961/posts/default/4299976966097010750?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239626453998798961/posts/default/4299976966097010750?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Poetasdoorkut/~3/c7Bex4IGHDQ/desejo-e-seduo.html" title="Desejo e sedução" /><author><name>Anja Vanderleia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SBn8ZwMiQqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/smRZs8CRIPY/S220/7399128.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SKuL-eMMWiI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Zo16xpvDiPw/s72-c/4.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poetasdoorkut.blogspot.com/2008/08/desejo-e-seduo.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEIFQ3w-eyp7ImA9WxVXE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3239626453998798961.post-8168466989521947192</id><published>2008-08-17T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T15:55:12.253-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-11T15:55:12.253-08:00</app:edited><title>Embalando meus sonhos</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SZNkqNE-_OI/AAAAAAAAAkE/fzSPgwUUdao/s1600-h/333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;vem e apenas fica aq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;juntinho silencioso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;com teu olhar simples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;e doce!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;vem e embala meus sonhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;deixa que as estrelas nos cubram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;e q a brisa da noite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;nos aqueça o ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SZNkp2tLkHI/AAAAAAAAAj8/iDSKXDHQpms/s1600-h/0132.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k1g4jlzek3o/SZNkp2tLkHI/AAAAAAAAAj8/iDSKXDHQpms/s400/0132.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301691856567636082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fala suavemente ao meu ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;deixa q nossos versos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;inundem o mundo de esperança!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;vem apenas me abraça&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;e sente o carinho q não consigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; 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