tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42419197068367004362024-03-18T20:38:02.310-07:00simplismente lu.Lucineidehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13179298799027130792noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4241919706836700436.post-59133135721380789222010-04-12T14:04:00.000-07:002010-04-12T14:26:56.748-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfYsAQxiXxiU50XltEeXGrJb4iZrFxn56uRp75Hsizk9ny4i-lZ2LZ4o7b9wamsQOhMyfgRN0gzm2NaizOmhZiBvRtNeFq3DeG5XVwAqcqwJIr4_nS7kVHQvc9f9jAHyvo9ZrHKfDnWjM/s1600/DSC00812.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfYsAQxiXxiU50XltEeXGrJb4iZrFxn56uRp75Hsizk9ny4i-lZ2LZ4o7b9wamsQOhMyfgRN0gzm2NaizOmhZiBvRtNeFq3DeG5XVwAqcqwJIr4_nS7kVHQvc9f9jAHyvo9ZrHKfDnWjM/s400/DSC00812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459365073025516546" border="0" /></a><br />eu preciso de você,porque tudo que eu pensei que pudesse desfrutar da vida sem você nao sei.<br />Eu nao vivo sem você porque tudo que eu andei procurando pela vida agora eu sei,que andei sabendo que em algum lugar te encontraria pois você já era meu e eu não sabia.<br />como a abelha necessita de uma flor eu preciso de você e desse amor,como a terra necessita o sol e a chuva eu te preciso.eu preciso de você porque em toda minha vida nem por um segundo amei alguém assim,você é tudo,é muito mais do que sonhei prá mim e é por isso que eu preciso de você.Lucineidehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13179298799027130792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4241919706836700436.post-33907530003216297782010-04-04T06:48:00.000-07:002010-04-04T07:17:08.058-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0L-45iE-kWQWYgtDggwq5isiDShuYDoITPxJzX9QRGhm0FuTvck59eu2YDOKi4kZLnn9IjfYtuKVZLMKq54Nejc932HRkqrA8YfNWkIUaWdlI1mOOr2actmTC8Aw1WpC0ACZdQNUH4Os/s1600/carlos.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0L-45iE-kWQWYgtDggwq5isiDShuYDoITPxJzX9QRGhm0FuTvck59eu2YDOKi4kZLnn9IjfYtuKVZLMKq54Nejc932HRkqrA8YfNWkIUaWdlI1mOOr2actmTC8Aw1WpC0ACZdQNUH4Os/s400/carlos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456283027961698770" border="0" /></a><br />estoy cada dia mas apasionada per la poesia espanhola.esta és fernando prieto arango(colômbia)<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">gotas de amor imposible<span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" > <span style="font-family:arial;">(para mi amor imposible)</span></span></span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" >Estabas junto a mí.</span><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" >Tu aliento blando</span><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" >me embriagaba aromoso,</span><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" >sonreía la fresa de tus labios,</span><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" >amor vagaba en torno.</span><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" >Casi mi mano se posó en tu mano,</span><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" >mi cabeza en tu hombro</span><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" >se aquietó como un niño consentido</span><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" >sobre un encaje blondo.</span><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" >Rocé la nieve de tu frente,</span><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" >cálido nido sedeño y hondo.</span><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" >Pensé que estabas lejos, tan distante</span><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" >como un país remoto,</span><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" >que tus manos jamás se posarían</span><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" >sobre mi sien de peregrino loco,</span><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" >que eras a mí una gota de imposible</span><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" >de un dulce mar ignoto.</span><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" >Entonces recogido y solitario,</span><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" >de la noche en el fondo,</span><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" >como un licor amargo que desborda,</span><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" >me embriagué de sollozos.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></span>Lucineidehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13179298799027130792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4241919706836700436.post-64779587620810202722010-04-04T06:37:00.000-07:002010-04-04T06:40:41.755-07:00Quiérote...<br /><br />Oriza Martins<br /><br />Quiérote en el ansia del amor mayor,<br /><br />Quiero tu perfume a mi derredor,<br /><br />Tu pecho inflamado a mi abrazar...<br /><br />En las horas de angustia te quiero oir,<br /><br />Y cuando es ventura, juntos a sonreír,<br /><br />Escuchar tu canto a me embalar.<br /><br />Un querer sublime es este mi deseo,<br /><br />Más allá de los sentidos, sin pudor, sin miedo,<br /><br />Alza largo vuelo, hasta el infinito.<br /><br />Simbiosis profunda de alma y materia,<br /><br />Caso complicado, una fiesta seria,<br /><br />Que hace em mi mundo todo más bonito...<br /><br />Caso complicado... quiero tanto a ti<br /><br />Que siento en el alma un mixto de sufrir,<br /><br />Por amarte tanto, tan profundo así...<br /><br />Y si me dejares, si yo perderte un día,<br /><br />Si non tener más a tu compañia,<br /><br />Sufro al pensar lo que será de mí.Lucineidehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13179298799027130792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4241919706836700436.post-16406885232571064432010-03-05T10:36:00.000-08:002010-03-05T11:14:37.096-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK3e9JZGdd_4nYc_camVDAEZQ1TjSllwPDg-9y1z2VIYnQ_7qLP11ha0md3kDLB7y7LHaHMzc-t7qsBeUguLbDy1kGFhLhMLksJOaA_skTXYh5lwU5fMT_l_tbcpjMx4DwZWE_qcWDtLw/s1600-h/DSC00617.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK3e9JZGdd_4nYc_camVDAEZQ1TjSllwPDg-9y1z2VIYnQ_7qLP11ha0md3kDLB7y7LHaHMzc-t7qsBeUguLbDy1kGFhLhMLksJOaA_skTXYh5lwU5fMT_l_tbcpjMx4DwZWE_qcWDtLw/s400/DSC00617.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445229007720554786" 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/></a>Lucineidehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13179298799027130792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4241919706836700436.post-27662332527765077192010-01-24T05:05:00.000-08:002010-01-24T05:14:39.604-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXsTzXswn_A6l37lGxqQvy-QTj9DHrmMbQr7TKLVLP6Obxyw73Kkv4XZcX77Mx5IiTmIDSdE1SxlGQCgBgCzn4VZe2IBLNs039RrXe2CxsnUMk3mehUhaZxfBm_dIUdHDzn83m4zETS6I/s1600-h/blog.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXsTzXswn_A6l37lGxqQvy-QTj9DHrmMbQr7TKLVLP6Obxyw73Kkv4XZcX77Mx5IiTmIDSdE1SxlGQCgBgCzn4VZe2IBLNs039RrXe2CxsnUMk3mehUhaZxfBm_dIUdHDzn83m4zETS6I/s400/blog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430293982753367538" /></a><br /><br /><br />letra da musica que mais gosto.linda demais!!!!!<br /><br />vivir sin aire<br /><br />Cómo quisiera poder vivir sin aire<br />Cómo quisiera poder vivir sin agua<br />Me encantaría quererte un poco menos.<br />Cómo quisiera poder vivir sin ti<br /><br />Pero no puedo, siento que muero,<br />me estoy ahogando sin tu amor.<br /><br />Cómo quisiera poder vivir sin aire<br />Cómo quisiera calmar mi aflicción<br />Cómo quisiera poder vivir sin agua<br />Me encantaría robar tu corazón.<br /><br />¿Cómo pudiera un pez nadar sin agua?<br />¿Cómo pudiera un ave volar sin alas?<br />¿Cómo pudiera la flor crecer sin tierra?<br />Cómo quisiera poder vivir sin ti.<br /><br />Pero no puedo, siento que muero,<br />me estoy ahogando sin tu amor.<br /><br />Cómo quisiera poder vivir sin aire<br />Cómo quisiera calmar mi aflicción<br />Cómo quisiera poder vivir sin agua<br />Me encantaría robar tu corazón.<br /><br />Cómo quisiera lanzarte al olvido<br />Cómo quisiera guardarte en un cajón<br />Cómo quisiera borrarte de un soplido<br />Me encantaría matar esta canción.Lucineidehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13179298799027130792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4241919706836700436.post-4087813327111302872010-01-24T04:59:00.000-08:002010-01-24T05:00:12.243-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQXI2bBs-fLv2bEPYwBFfEe83yl2HgICyt_v5FDXEqT3ONCxLRZgH7mEjqA4yeK1lknXYB0rbMn8a2mAlRFeJYW_z3iGkhj95AUqLUWtIk3zJSlk7eOB-KOMWkZ6cDV8Mt5uXoaAOyB1Q/s1600-h/supermolduras_20100124105419Yiqx.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQXI2bBs-fLv2bEPYwBFfEe83yl2HgICyt_v5FDXEqT3ONCxLRZgH7mEjqA4yeK1lknXYB0rbMn8a2mAlRFeJYW_z3iGkhj95AUqLUWtIk3zJSlk7eOB-KOMWkZ6cDV8Mt5uXoaAOyB1Q/s400/supermolduras_20100124105419Yiqx.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430290285358242034" /></a> meu pequeno tesouro.minha filha maria luisa.Lucineidehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13179298799027130792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4241919706836700436.post-77710110329291932242010-01-24T04:47:00.000-08:002010-01-24T04:50:29.708-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeZSwm_ObEUVWNTRy5tWU-8DTUCOEuK2wqXcgs2wUsKsbaY_xLZdoS8nfDGoO1fxMSTTaRd9x_PCs5RGu06JBmHIpoAzFQncfVmEeY1cC8Am8ylvaoKkcXYula1ZwhohB6J8Ca5JrwD-I/s1600-h/supermolduras_20100124103645eziv.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeZSwm_ObEUVWNTRy5tWU-8DTUCOEuK2wqXcgs2wUsKsbaY_xLZdoS8nfDGoO1fxMSTTaRd9x_PCs5RGu06JBmHIpoAzFQncfVmEeY1cC8Am8ylvaoKkcXYula1ZwhohB6J8Ca5JrwD-I/s400/supermolduras_20100124103645eziv.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430287752993745618" /></a><br />posso ser tao fria como a neve e tao quente como o fogo!!!.depende....Lucineidehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13179298799027130792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4241919706836700436.post-72749298151675813832010-01-24T04:44:00.000-08:002010-01-24T04:46:58.380-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mXXyePVhm7M/S1xBNAw5H1I/AAAAAAAABv4/A5sV2hdcsHQ/s1600-h/eu+recorte.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 149px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mXXyePVhm7M/S1xBNAw5H1I/AAAAAAAABv4/A5sV2hdcsHQ/s400/eu+recorte.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430286942501150546" /></a><br />entendes quando eu digo, que sou uma mulher que brinca de balanço,e ao mesmo tempo uma criança insegura que anda de salto alto???Lucineidehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13179298799027130792noreply@blogger.com0