tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90477561281283083592024-03-14T03:00:31.510-03:00BEBE...NA CARONA DAS ONDAS E DO VENTO...MEU LEITO DE POESIA...ONDE A LUA REFLETE UM GRANDE AMOR!BEBEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17077935362296052410noreply@blogger.comBlogger701125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047756128128308359.post-31266633926198743982011-09-05T15:27:00.003-03:002011-09-05T15:35:41.794-03:00AVISO-CONVITE<div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>MINHAS POESIAS</strong></span></div>
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<br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>SEGUEM NESTE OUTRO BLOG</strong></span></div>
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<br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>BEBE na Carona das Ondas e do Vento II</strong></span></div>
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<br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>Convido a todos a me seguirem lá</strong></span></div>
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<br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>porque este aqui está com problema de email,</strong></span></div>
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<br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>nem mesmo sei como hoje</strong></span></div>
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<br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>consegui aqui entrar.</strong></span></div>
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<br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>Ficarei muito feliz que vocês seguidores</strong></span></div>
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<br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>e a quem me visitar seguir para o novo blog.</strong></span></div>
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<br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>Grata</strong></span></div>
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<br />BEBEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17077935362296052410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047756128128308359.post-76167870988810263132011-05-23T20:04:00.002-03:002011-05-23T20:09:37.447-03:00MEU AMOR...CUPIDO!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMm7W2Q3F1SHLZ7B_waSoC6L0pJH5nQ2m82CKsxdszUU1wFU9Yn6lnDjyVSIQfF_wcta-fxsHuGE9o4PEwmOTuwhSkVbK1QaU-6HmefW91ugQN9yHOPmOmsEKYlgrWl3x6Ns8saE9FJe8X/s1600/cupido-venus.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 329px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMm7W2Q3F1SHLZ7B_waSoC6L0pJH5nQ2m82CKsxdszUU1wFU9Yn6lnDjyVSIQfF_wcta-fxsHuGE9o4PEwmOTuwhSkVbK1QaU-6HmefW91ugQN9yHOPmOmsEKYlgrWl3x6Ns8saE9FJe8X/s400/cupido-venus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610051626424219538" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Eu sei...Cupido da</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">minha poesia que </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">neste ramo de proteção</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">que tu trouxe para</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">a minha vida que</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">encontrei o meu grande amor...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Meu presente,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">desembrulhado aqui</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">no coreto do meu jardim.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Este ser único</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">que me faz </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">viver encantada...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Com a alma nua</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">jorrando de tanto amar.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">BEBE</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">23.05.2011</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Em tempo: O cupido mora</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">dentro do meu grande AMOR!</span><br /></div>BEBEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17077935362296052410noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047756128128308359.post-12876684716079166692011-05-23T19:47:00.003-03:002011-05-23T19:54:43.037-03:00CONTINUIDADE<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeV4X3ucyNz2Yrdry_pDKU08Z8v5q8wJ1bS6RN6DtNA2iVdh5FCnYBxpOf68kqwism89GpT0sVirquhXtEX_TVatbDd9U7lNH1oRWZkUC-pkj_UdM5fGQJk4XjRu1yyEg3sxb1qFBbpcgB/s1600/Simplicidade.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeV4X3ucyNz2Yrdry_pDKU08Z8v5q8wJ1bS6RN6DtNA2iVdh5FCnYBxpOf68kqwism89GpT0sVirquhXtEX_TVatbDd9U7lNH1oRWZkUC-pkj_UdM5fGQJk4XjRu1yyEg3sxb1qFBbpcgB/s400/Simplicidade.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610047252381461698" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">Solto a âncora</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">que me segurava</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">e parto para a vida</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">sem medo...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">Me entrego a liberdade</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">de viver...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">De muito te amar.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">No meu mais esplêndido vôo</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">te abrigo em minhas</span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"> asas ...<br />E num brado</span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"> bem alto te escrevo</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">não um verso mas</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">uma frase solta:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">Como é bom poder</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">continuar a viver</span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"> ao teu lado!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">BEBE</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">23.05.2011</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHBNChWIwUmSG7XFYG73aEKIOjbKu6PplqnR4WiyHmCUqBjaQWViAcxOtBaODzJc505SD9T8bl5XiGsAleKhmEb34r2rYqao9hv4tHNQfjiUClp2ogT_LhakmBZ7lg1fMx52aCkJTAYwCw/s1600/continuidade150.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHBNChWIwUmSG7XFYG73aEKIOjbKu6PplqnR4WiyHmCUqBjaQWViAcxOtBaODzJc505SD9T8bl5XiGsAleKhmEb34r2rYqao9hv4tHNQfjiUClp2ogT_LhakmBZ7lg1fMx52aCkJTAYwCw/s400/continuidade150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610047090067075842" border="0" /></a><br /></div>BEBEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17077935362296052410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047756128128308359.post-36249456416535432602011-05-23T07:41:00.004-03:002011-05-23T07:58:13.553-03:00MINHA MORADA<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDmPuO5UQw6epMmhfqvnt02TbI6t06lD7Pyp_jNahlaTYJWoqtWJTAPaR_PLusfXz7PnRWT_a6LHETapL2H7oWNgoJ_W8jAQEAGIDSvUior5g0eKvIa2oU4STojZP_7WCw7AiMXcxEAQIG/s1600/The_back_stairs_by_CrystallizedTwilight.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDmPuO5UQw6epMmhfqvnt02TbI6t06lD7Pyp_jNahlaTYJWoqtWJTAPaR_PLusfXz7PnRWT_a6LHETapL2H7oWNgoJ_W8jAQEAGIDSvUior5g0eKvIa2oU4STojZP_7WCw7AiMXcxEAQIG/s400/The_back_stairs_by_CrystallizedTwilight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609860096830254114" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Não perco meus verbos,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">nem deixo de molhar minhas</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">flores...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Porque em cada palavra,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">em cada gota irrigo </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">o nosso amor...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Porque sei que nada,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">nada mesmo é impossível.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">E estarei desafiando</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">todos os verbos sempre</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">AQUI...Onde é o meu lugar...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Morada do meu coração.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">BEBE</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">23.05.2011</span><br /></div>BEBEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17077935362296052410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047756128128308359.post-27174246269944934882011-05-22T18:45:00.001-03:002011-05-22T18:48:30.399-03:00POEMETO<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlrCqcN2MwxI1TcyBD5Ybytdu9p1KmnLrRG8W3M8LkqFbAx_QTfMoKdXRXtfyuUMUrgqFI8JowakG4xo31wXmQehlp36-VQUz1d4yOEVsY8E1qZqLpOXnCVbfJ3yGWB3yEgS2uOT_FLk_E/s1600/dedos+escritos.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 231px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlrCqcN2MwxI1TcyBD5Ybytdu9p1KmnLrRG8W3M8LkqFbAx_QTfMoKdXRXtfyuUMUrgqFI8JowakG4xo31wXmQehlp36-VQUz1d4yOEVsY8E1qZqLpOXnCVbfJ3yGWB3yEgS2uOT_FLk_E/s400/dedos+escritos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609660258293941042" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Quando os dedos</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">explodem avassaladoramente</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">de emoção é porque todo o corpo</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">já está tomado de AMOR.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">BEBE</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">22.05.2011</span><br /></div>BEBEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17077935362296052410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047756128128308359.post-61351560866526330692011-05-22T10:17:00.003-03:002011-05-22T10:22:31.294-03:00MAR DE CUMPLICIDADE<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirn3lI_wiWXUtO1_TBgItP83Ge-rX074xUPkSQmUIUAZIkg6cg9lrkP8cEn5XXwPN3D3-jeKKAEmapNLyhayv84E2CR8eT_azd4k9GY6fHf-AvCDoJOJ071dNlEaWEsaIU9PyGu1RNT2cw/s1600/cumplicidade.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirn3lI_wiWXUtO1_TBgItP83Ge-rX074xUPkSQmUIUAZIkg6cg9lrkP8cEn5XXwPN3D3-jeKKAEmapNLyhayv84E2CR8eT_azd4k9GY6fHf-AvCDoJOJ071dNlEaWEsaIU9PyGu1RNT2cw/s400/cumplicidade.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609529071730871586" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);">Só nós dois é que</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);">sabemos o VALOR que</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);">existe neste MAR DE CUMPLICIDADE</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);">que construímos ao longo</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);">do tempo...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);">É pele com pele,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);">segredo com segredo,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);">desejo com desejo</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);">e AMOR...Com muito AMOR!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);">BEBE</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);">22.05.2011</span><br /></div>BEBEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17077935362296052410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047756128128308359.post-77771126526316299992011-05-22T10:12:00.000-03:002011-05-22T10:16:27.788-03:00SOL DA ALEGRIA<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWec2jaX6OZf1RRpKmVd-s7PamBg4HBapslzBa0Pt30hlRhEx0oa4IaxkDP2Buik8vVS_76Y0YdmDYtWDFSiFudpzAJvbKoVUV8if2dnN5sK7sEydRlxqslEdYB7A6O76FW9GPrPukttB3/s1600/466225.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWec2jaX6OZf1RRpKmVd-s7PamBg4HBapslzBa0Pt30hlRhEx0oa4IaxkDP2Buik8vVS_76Y0YdmDYtWDFSiFudpzAJvbKoVUV8if2dnN5sK7sEydRlxqslEdYB7A6O76FW9GPrPukttB3/s400/466225.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609528481405196546" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;">Quando encontro</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;">os teus traços</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;">abrindo minhas janelas</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;">vibro perante</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;">o sol da alegria</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;">que os teus versos</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;">me inspira.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;">BEBE</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;">22.05.2011</span><br /></div>BEBEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17077935362296052410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047756128128308359.post-7692790426300746632011-05-22T08:43:00.006-03:002011-05-22T08:55:35.276-03:00BEIJO MOLHADO<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCjrnREn3R2zy3fYwmtBlC3pI30uXUpQm2doQ2SLYPNUN-pGM4mVjxkUcehMYex08ObNFBnwZzfGPJ9TNmGOT4ntI69QCxehqY2uj7knefTT5AtL4_oJKJNZjIdHe4j0u48YiCH5tGR7Uw/s1600/4191863134_68975808e6.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCjrnREn3R2zy3fYwmtBlC3pI30uXUpQm2doQ2SLYPNUN-pGM4mVjxkUcehMYex08ObNFBnwZzfGPJ9TNmGOT4ntI69QCxehqY2uj7knefTT5AtL4_oJKJNZjIdHe4j0u48YiCH5tGR7Uw/s400/4191863134_68975808e6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609505091566538418" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);">A nossa única vereda</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);">é essa...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);">Seguir amando,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);">acariciando a alma</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);">com a pureza do amor.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);">É ele que </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);">todo dia, toda hora</span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);">,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);">alquimiza minhas flores</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);">em letras na</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);">ponta da língua...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);">E como um beijo molhado,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);">esperado...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);">Molha o nosso corpo </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);">com todos os desejos</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);">secretos do poema falado.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);">BEBE</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);">22.05.2011</span><br /></div>BEBEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17077935362296052410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047756128128308359.post-51011868935558823232011-05-21T16:51:00.003-03:002011-05-21T19:25:53.159-03:00PROMESSA<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW3eiwUqSgRVDD9H48pcwyEfD0cL2yPPf8GLT7bgopu_ThETXCIuGSmdfAqOlHIXz6TOFJRXoKWEMqGZ7Hoodh1X9hNogL1MHvNeTauqi1XUu76V7F7mFc2ldEJWbCzmbfI-_KUXPXvNe4/s1600/tumblr_l77aycoW1n1qbnt8vo1_400_large.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 184px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW3eiwUqSgRVDD9H48pcwyEfD0cL2yPPf8GLT7bgopu_ThETXCIuGSmdfAqOlHIXz6TOFJRXoKWEMqGZ7Hoodh1X9hNogL1MHvNeTauqi1XUu76V7F7mFc2ldEJWbCzmbfI-_KUXPXvNe4/s400/tumblr_l77aycoW1n1qbnt8vo1_400_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609260045787827122" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;">Sempre com os pés na porta</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;">e os olhos na janela</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;">seguimos dia após dia</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;">a promessa feita </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;">no nosso batismo de amor.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;">Em cada atitude</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;">uma benção,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;">em cada abraço</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;">um abrigo,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;">em cada desejo</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;">um segredo,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;">rumo certo de quem</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;">sabe amar.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;">Bendita água </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;">que nos ungiu... </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;">Óleo do nosso amor!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;">BEBE</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;">21.05.2011</span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja_Gu-9GVrfa98d_xXBHANfyiiaNe9XxAlOb_dFJufPpwHOJ0nbYHuB69azEVgrZkxa3iAvyqA3zY5WtIpfoPzP7R2_YJe_D06m_uUETSLVWTABmvxoMJC4BzX7l3TlcC9TifFG02zTUPt/s1600/baby.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 235px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja_Gu-9GVrfa98d_xXBHANfyiiaNe9XxAlOb_dFJufPpwHOJ0nbYHuB69azEVgrZkxa3iAvyqA3zY5WtIpfoPzP7R2_YJe_D06m_uUETSLVWTABmvxoMJC4BzX7l3TlcC9TifFG02zTUPt/s400/baby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609259527002531826" border="0" /></a>BEBEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17077935362296052410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047756128128308359.post-85662463408273854532011-05-21T16:47:00.002-03:002011-05-21T16:50:27.931-03:00POEMETO<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyEUQaUZBJp90Dh9nm8QVAbVK-0jOl0eRuOFIzWEIPyvk3Ujqfb0pfCTjXdnKJ7E_1vM3cb8wrmywNd5k7NgrQ0to41EnKwOAap0NhPRHnIaNIcntkXq5yx27Ibyxee5ss_sPbRYjAekB5/s1600/heart_music.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyEUQaUZBJp90Dh9nm8QVAbVK-0jOl0eRuOFIzWEIPyvk3Ujqfb0pfCTjXdnKJ7E_1vM3cb8wrmywNd5k7NgrQ0to41EnKwOAap0NhPRHnIaNIcntkXq5yx27Ibyxee5ss_sPbRYjAekB5/s400/heart_music.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609258614024608834" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">O tic tac do meu coração<br />só sabe tocar uma canção...<br />COMO É GRANDE<br />O MEU AMOR POR VOCÊ!<br /><br />BEBE<br />21.05.2011<br /></div>BEBEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17077935362296052410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047756128128308359.post-7409791656932310772011-05-20T09:36:00.004-03:002011-05-20T13:25:09.697-03:00TUA FILOSOFIA<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha_ywJ8B6nxCjvd7JffmUqSRJFF71RUCMXbKR8fjA8hrKXvEXp9tiHeAPV88fceq2WYm-gAgJw5ZhP3L-K7JFTfa4reN3-XX9_jxjbtZFWDJNTHYtGEmdUayWHTUOPfJdYb07NJOXB7CaU/s1600/borboleta+III.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha_ywJ8B6nxCjvd7JffmUqSRJFF71RUCMXbKR8fjA8hrKXvEXp9tiHeAPV88fceq2WYm-gAgJw5ZhP3L-K7JFTfa4reN3-XX9_jxjbtZFWDJNTHYtGEmdUayWHTUOPfJdYb07NJOXB7CaU/s400/borboleta+III.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608776966085783330" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;">Eu nasci</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;">para ser lida</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;">e em cada momento</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;">meu...Decifrada.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;">Pertenço ao</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;">mistério do meu olhar...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;">Aquele que só você</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;">conseguiu decifrar.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;">Nele está minha</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;">delicadeza invertida,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;">meu desejo,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;">meu sopro de vida.</span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);">..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;">Que reage ao teu toque,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;">brasa que chama,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;">asa que voa...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;">Tua...Filosofia de Amor.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;">BEBE</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;">20.05.2011</span><br /></div>BEBEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17077935362296052410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047756128128308359.post-55650813596373066542011-05-20T09:31:00.002-03:002011-05-20T09:35:38.945-03:00FILOSOFIA DE AMOR<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSv8FmxWKIWnxN4gUaYcqg62N45oQqttJYjlLanLrnyf8XnQc0-rusOvtfnqQfz8DTFsARgBjy2EB5dOKorVivBY13Wtn122q0UuMjNCk6fwdrYvkyUcSUkAmy34WaDxad3miv8evb6ZnJ/s1600/casa_do_poeta.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 375px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSv8FmxWKIWnxN4gUaYcqg62N45oQqttJYjlLanLrnyf8XnQc0-rusOvtfnqQfz8DTFsARgBjy2EB5dOKorVivBY13Wtn122q0UuMjNCk6fwdrYvkyUcSUkAmy34WaDxad3miv8evb6ZnJ/s400/casa_do_poeta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608775277791455586" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Letra da música Filosofia de Amor</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Jorge Vercillo</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Composição : Jota Maranhão/Paulo Cesar </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Pinheiro/Deusdete Maranhão </span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Quem por medo do amor que morre</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Na hora que o amor percorre</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Recua, se afasta e corre</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Ouça o conselho que eu lhe dou</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">É só você morrer de amor</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Que a chama do amor não morre</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Quem por mágoa de amor se abate</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Por medo que o amor maltrate</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Ao invés de se dar combate</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Ouça o conselho que eu lhe dou</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">É muito mais cruel a dor</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Na casa que o amor não bate</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Filosofia de amor não é rei nem doutor</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Quem aprende</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Só vai sair vencedor de um combate de amor</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Quem se rende</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Filosofia de amor só não é sabedor</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Quem renega</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Só vai prender seu amor e virar seu senhor</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Aquele que se entrega</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">E o POETA é o professor</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Que ensina todo dia</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Filosofia de amor...</span><br /></div>BEBEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17077935362296052410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047756128128308359.post-47348940807655217402011-05-19T17:09:00.004-03:002011-05-19T17:29:12.617-03:00MERGULHO NO SENTIR<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGPiJMPn0vN5BOjEYMeXDGbQHLvvdPys1Ks-7ZHV1mQXAiWIucRjtLee9nXz2JPi0prgMJST2i23bXqEcUONPYbzbYrB31ALA2lIudGmRv6NtlJkMNWfqEexQpL-QkDFe2KXEP-bu-dHDi/s1600/tumblr_lbqn4ry2L31qezkzbo1_500.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGPiJMPn0vN5BOjEYMeXDGbQHLvvdPys1Ks-7ZHV1mQXAiWIucRjtLee9nXz2JPi0prgMJST2i23bXqEcUONPYbzbYrB31ALA2lIudGmRv6NtlJkMNWfqEexQpL-QkDFe2KXEP-bu-dHDi/s400/tumblr_lbqn4ry2L31qezkzbo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608522834469311746" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">Mais uma noite chegando</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">e eu aqui mergulhada</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">nos meus verbos</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">tentando e tentando</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">preencher minha solidão.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">Mas aprendi com o tempo</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">que o meu verbo SENTIR</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">é maior que o meu querer.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">Assim sendo posso sorrir </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">mesmo com o sal da lágrima</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">nos olhos.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">Posso fechá-los </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">confiante que ao acordar</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">ninguém vai me impedir de sonhar.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">Muito menos de acreditar</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">que o amor que sinto pode</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">mais...Muito mais...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">Afinal ele aqui se instalou...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">E não foi por acaso.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">BEBE</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">19.05.2011</span><br /></div>BEBEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17077935362296052410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047756128128308359.post-9109846995936856912011-05-19T09:46:00.001-03:002011-05-19T09:48:44.703-03:00POEMETO<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhimxVGDIODVRpX3vvc2NVTPmoDjj-dCuHvUeBuwlb789l-iWAzJbpGIQ9SL7Eu8OWpE-vY_3CTMPFqXk8cLYlDMCikFq3P23c9uJsVrg50G5KPpgAcz53Lv2bqrKyHWNWVQcpA9l1EDcaC/s1600/relogio+do+cor.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhimxVGDIODVRpX3vvc2NVTPmoDjj-dCuHvUeBuwlb789l-iWAzJbpGIQ9SL7Eu8OWpE-vY_3CTMPFqXk8cLYlDMCikFq3P23c9uJsVrg50G5KPpgAcz53Lv2bqrKyHWNWVQcpA9l1EDcaC/s400/relogio+do+cor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608407841315420786" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Como diria Quintana...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Ao consultar o relógio do coração</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">ele te mostrará o verdadeiro </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">tempo do mundo.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">BEBE</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">19.05.2011</span><br /></div>BEBEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17077935362296052410noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047756128128308359.post-64311310513843271922011-05-19T09:19:00.003-03:002011-05-19T09:23:22.828-03:00VERBO AMAR<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3ti9azveKSaWTKcV2R7aMfeLY-tucl1m-G_q_m3euPCQXqEJm8aX-WcqKTYB1007zwZwb5XwKod9BWr6MznM9HLgVQOnCsSq_TLs9qh87C_toH-FFC2Ejjo-kxADY2xVTXmGya9Q8fouG/s1600/relogio.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3ti9azveKSaWTKcV2R7aMfeLY-tucl1m-G_q_m3euPCQXqEJm8aX-WcqKTYB1007zwZwb5XwKod9BWr6MznM9HLgVQOnCsSq_TLs9qh87C_toH-FFC2Ejjo-kxADY2xVTXmGya9Q8fouG/s400/relogio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608400856635601122" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">Quando cada segundo</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">se tornam horas,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">quando a responsabilidade</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">se torna um peso</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">muito grande perante</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">a vida...Instalo nos</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">ponteiros do meu</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">coração todos os verbos.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">E baixinho...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">Silenciosamente</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">dentro da minha solidão</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">vou conjugando</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">até conseguir neles</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">minha única rima,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">hora exata do verbo amar.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">BEBE</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">19.05.2011</span><br /></div>BEBEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17077935362296052410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047756128128308359.post-63995061274544974242011-05-18T20:37:00.003-03:002011-05-18T20:42:52.357-03:00AR DE AMOR<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIA2u_QpWCNwJgY7If1rXxgex4McarAIYSMHJRzqzq_dGV1qG0dn0LFVfws7LusWRDI_a8Q5NtjyolHBg2kHXFjuOs5bWmTnD5hjn0K511KyOeetJIQ4E5n1_Dgg2ImFU6E88W1pupc7kq/s1600/ballons.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIA2u_QpWCNwJgY7If1rXxgex4McarAIYSMHJRzqzq_dGV1qG0dn0LFVfws7LusWRDI_a8Q5NtjyolHBg2kHXFjuOs5bWmTnD5hjn0K511KyOeetJIQ4E5n1_Dgg2ImFU6E88W1pupc7kq/s400/ballons.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608204624693288514" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Pousa teu coração</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">no tempo, no vento,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">vem aqui agora</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">com este cheiro teu...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Tão meu.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Embale meu sono,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">perfume o meu ar!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Preciso respirar</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">todos os teus</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">sentimentos...AMOR!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">BEBE</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">18.05.2011</span><br /></div>BEBEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17077935362296052410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047756128128308359.post-45969169955930832802011-05-18T09:35:00.002-03:002011-05-18T09:42:13.413-03:00ÁGUA DE AMOR<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR8cFFEX7E33GZN9TWvV9zVFtBRHUj2K3kyuUY_LB_tmFjBRexV1WVajx0pVWkMwDyKpjEmlhb7xWYQiRu9zTQLBqezYK5-uFJcceA3b6yIDkvx5SOVUJRqtZyQTe6tqHDN6UG4XIIjbV6/s1600/surreal-long-exposure-photography.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR8cFFEX7E33GZN9TWvV9zVFtBRHUj2K3kyuUY_LB_tmFjBRexV1WVajx0pVWkMwDyKpjEmlhb7xWYQiRu9zTQLBqezYK5-uFJcceA3b6yIDkvx5SOVUJRqtZyQTe6tqHDN6UG4XIIjbV6/s400/surreal-long-exposure-photography.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608034328405006290" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">Ao fertilizar</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">minha imaginação </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">posso me proteger</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">no colo do teu</span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"> abraço...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">Com ele me encharco de amor,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">transformo água salgada</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">em doce,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">frio em calor.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">Lubrifico a alma</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">nas asas da liberdade</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">que só encontro</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">no teu amor.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">BEBE</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">18.05.2011</span><br /></div>BEBEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17077935362296052410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047756128128308359.post-5926832677517044512011-05-18T09:31:00.002-03:002011-05-18T09:40:36.363-03:00PEQUENA<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFK3F1T8OAe398J4hF57ETDjIZu_64ge_Ji79jNeXASC_LkMV_SOxglFJr8JRXYkgET24_SlERRnvzsVjt_hplQcUFG2pn6Ob3pHmMVL8vLmo69Eylpi_X6WZj9r9I7eekxmy51oKCej3e/s1600/poetas_neruda_16_fig.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFK3F1T8OAe398J4hF57ETDjIZu_64ge_Ji79jNeXASC_LkMV_SOxglFJr8JRXYkgET24_SlERRnvzsVjt_hplQcUFG2pn6Ob3pHmMVL8vLmo69Eylpi_X6WZj9r9I7eekxmy51oKCej3e/s400/poetas_neruda_16_fig.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608033054007945586" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">Num caminho de esperança</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">vou e volto</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">sempre tentando me enfeitar</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">com todas as cores do universo</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">principalmente quando</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">me sinto tão pequena</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">perante esta bifurcação</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">de dor e amor</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">que a vida me impôs.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">BEBE</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">18.05.2011</span><br /></div>BEBEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17077935362296052410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047756128128308359.post-91474897858198212512011-05-17T08:37:00.001-03:002011-05-17T08:40:15.402-03:00BRILHO DO CORAÇÃO<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt3k-hxchHNaz_6csuXuqcx-XsXHPimjN7IwfvSHiaoutkrgbGIM5y23MrkOH3km3yX3XRipgUzVfHXjgAHWdVKkNK4gkzhCW8xbUA3Fen2ZyWFuv_U7hQ29YibbDtHYDaO4xFq5-UZv_K/s1600/tumblr_ld4tnyhPb71qcxp1eo1_500.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt3k-hxchHNaz_6csuXuqcx-XsXHPimjN7IwfvSHiaoutkrgbGIM5y23MrkOH3km3yX3XRipgUzVfHXjgAHWdVKkNK4gkzhCW8xbUA3Fen2ZyWFuv_U7hQ29YibbDtHYDaO4xFq5-UZv_K/s400/tumblr_ld4tnyhPb71qcxp1eo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607647990846697986" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;">Muitos procuram</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;">o brilho nas facetas</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;">de um diamante...Eu não!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;">Procuro somente</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;">nas facetas do</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;">nosso coração.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;">BEBE</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;">17.05.2011</span><br /></div>BEBEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17077935362296052410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047756128128308359.post-57841141535322646922011-05-16T12:20:00.006-03:002011-05-16T12:28:32.687-03:00O AMOR MULTICOR<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8GFh8Nv06oQE4CF6InHATG3TnmO2iVaLO-qiN9ajSUrSAey2XeJ732Pa6CvLJ85OvtuyeujGMpSxCDFt6WzfPiC3-FoiAXFWkpkZHwJ7u0H_7xHSqexadrAYyUlDSKonAiRHlZlk5HN5J/s1600/imagesCALQ0BWA.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 189px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8GFh8Nv06oQE4CF6InHATG3TnmO2iVaLO-qiN9ajSUrSAey2XeJ732Pa6CvLJ85OvtuyeujGMpSxCDFt6WzfPiC3-FoiAXFWkpkZHwJ7u0H_7xHSqexadrAYyUlDSKonAiRHlZlk5HN5J/s400/imagesCALQ0BWA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607334219766427410" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">A cor do meu amor</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">é aquela que rima</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">com a minha cor...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">Mesmo quando não consigo</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">ver nenhuma cor.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">É muito mais que </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">um simples aquarelar...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">É a percepção colorida</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">da alma iluminando a vida...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">Quando todos os sentidos</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">em estado de alerta</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">matizam na pele</span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">em cada arrepio<br />o amor multicor.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">BEBE</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">16.05.2011</span><br /></div>BEBEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17077935362296052410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047756128128308359.post-49587483947774022242011-05-16T12:12:00.007-03:002011-05-16T12:30:55.727-03:00QUAL É A COR DO AMOR?<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq-3ypjt86lvD1M7JIQM6vZVHlaPrx_ydBnfG-IAkUTmQd9mr8UMQZrdENB_rdIc-sKJCyp_N_gB52Iq-L7y-iAn-jC82wU0i_9ehOTgdEaaAYNB_I8XKrnZF2kiVHXllQsw8aRAlcjCA7/s1600/SurrealTerritory1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq-3ypjt86lvD1M7JIQM6vZVHlaPrx_ydBnfG-IAkUTmQd9mr8UMQZrdENB_rdIc-sKJCyp_N_gB52Iq-L7y-iAn-jC82wU0i_9ehOTgdEaaAYNB_I8XKrnZF2kiVHXllQsw8aRAlcjCA7/s400/SurrealTerritory1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607332477447238754" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Letra do poeta inédita</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">mergulhado em sua alma intensa</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">debulhando o amor.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">QUAL É A COR DO AMOR? (CAZUZA - 1989)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Primeiro é o beijo</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Quente, procurado</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">A língua procurando a outra</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">E vendo se a boca combina</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Se combina o beijo</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Meio caminho andado</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Depois é a pele</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Se a textura vale</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">O pelo com pelo</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Ou o pelo com o seu pelo</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Ou os pelos com meu pelo</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Ou o medo</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Depois o cheiro</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Um procura no outro</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">O cheiro de colônia ou</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">O cheiro de prazer</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">E os dois se embriagam</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Ou vão até o banheiro</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Depois a cor</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">O amor tem cor?</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Cada amor tem uma cor</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Cada beijo tem uma cor</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Cor de caramelo doce</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Cor de madrugada fria</span><br /></div>BEBEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17077935362296052410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047756128128308359.post-85709435632535561792011-05-14T11:40:00.001-03:002011-05-14T12:22:12.842-03:00CANAL DE AMOR<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ8rf55jLkYDcj1ds6gIfP4rebWCtj_zmhFIm3OhxdqNBLuOV6EbxQFwSfE4ndYptwNAaY6FnyCq4N4aNHj_CEozDWgnSHtYNGzqbRUC8X2_qtCZgCbO4q3czBYRQ5fNdJ5lVWr9yqmU7o/s1600/untitled...png+amsterd%25C3%25A3.bmp"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ8rf55jLkYDcj1ds6gIfP4rebWCtj_zmhFIm3OhxdqNBLuOV6EbxQFwSfE4ndYptwNAaY6FnyCq4N4aNHj_CEozDWgnSHtYNGzqbRUC8X2_qtCZgCbO4q3czBYRQ5fNdJ5lVWr9yqmU7o/s400/untitled...png+amsterd%25C3%25A3.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606581952220013234" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Vem comigo!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Vamos juntos</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">poetar o amor</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">em cada tulipa lilás...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Nos entregando</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">sempre a estes segredos</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">escondidos no paraíso...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Canal livre do nosso amor.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">BEBE</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">14.05.2011</span><br /></div>BEBEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17077935362296052410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047756128128308359.post-42435495571774870482011-05-14T11:29:00.003-03:002011-05-15T00:11:51.216-03:00REFLEXO DE SONHOS<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDsX2ttLkIW0J-_X3CAHYN6rziRRmUzqF7CKA25MbJNX9d2bN5QUsWy0TuJnQJWzLXC9EVkez419z_QQOKw_E3zyLefnOmL9VKlr0puiLMvucFvLkdgum5L1AkF5wMnvtaYqqa8NuJ-yeE/s1600/Reflection_by_awwXsugar.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDsX2ttLkIW0J-_X3CAHYN6rziRRmUzqF7CKA25MbJNX9d2bN5QUsWy0TuJnQJWzLXC9EVkez419z_QQOKw_E3zyLefnOmL9VKlr0puiLMvucFvLkdgum5L1AkF5wMnvtaYqqa8NuJ-yeE/s400/Reflection_by_awwXsugar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606578853146311794" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Entre tantos livros,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">tantos sonhos, procuro</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">um conto de vida encantado</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">para viver num mundo</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">onde nós dois</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">podemos tudo.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">E quando escrevo</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">TUDO...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Você sabe o quanto</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">esta palavra é entrega...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">É REFLEXO dos nossos sonhos.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Uma cumplicidade</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">sem fronteiras,sem limites</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">para sonhar...Multiplicando</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">entre nós o segredo</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">de muito amar.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">BEBE</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">14.05.2011</span><br /></div>BEBEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17077935362296052410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047756128128308359.post-75748932705564699292011-05-13T15:27:00.002-03:002011-05-13T15:29:32.236-03:00DOIS CORAÇÕES<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0xjoMkqJooSAsJ6GO4spRmBohD72TOb_Arhd7vqM1W54bY7SOl0KCgZgKQtEvajT3FrW9w6XG4pvcFRdKFo-KQEF3lJp2F20zIRZldIeHcHpgwPwP-mmpgev2QR7y9GUmatTZBZn8dH32/s1600/gfff.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 323px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0xjoMkqJooSAsJ6GO4spRmBohD72TOb_Arhd7vqM1W54bY7SOl0KCgZgKQtEvajT3FrW9w6XG4pvcFRdKFo-KQEF3lJp2F20zIRZldIeHcHpgwPwP-mmpgev2QR7y9GUmatTZBZn8dH32/s400/gfff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606269226634132098" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Minha poesia não</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">economiza palavras...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">É uma luz divina</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">encostando dois corações...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Um eixo de amor na terra,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">uma lua no céu.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Se você seguir para</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">norte ou sul,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">leste ou oeste</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">irá girar com ela</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">brilhando de AMAR.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">BEBE</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">13.05.2011</span><br /></div>BEBEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17077935362296052410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047756128128308359.post-6723183279981807672011-05-13T15:24:00.000-03:002011-05-13T15:27:13.587-03:00PÓLEN DE LUZ<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRVsrOOUCNUX9-FaueDsI_9SlDa2Iv4dI0LF3MBWxkjzGJl5EafFoZXaRB3bwW2rF_ItU93dlpp1PyjxftsUgGG7aQCGntMe2dBV6UPSU6CmBUoggtKaT2CRT7Gwht_Af4AwH1fQLslCkw/s1600/Petalas.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRVsrOOUCNUX9-FaueDsI_9SlDa2Iv4dI0LF3MBWxkjzGJl5EafFoZXaRB3bwW2rF_ItU93dlpp1PyjxftsUgGG7aQCGntMe2dBV6UPSU6CmBUoggtKaT2CRT7Gwht_Af4AwH1fQLslCkw/s400/Petalas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606268706298775794" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">Minha única verdade</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">é abrir a janela</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">e espalhar flores ao vento,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">com pétalas de corações.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">Para que possas colher</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">sempre este</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">belo sentimento...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">Este pólen de luz</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">que constrói o AMOR</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">dia após dia</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">daquele jeitinho</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">que me ensinaste.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">BEBE</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">12.05.2011</span><br /></div>BEBEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17077935362296052410noreply@blogger.com0