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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/4956662682838621522/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=4956662682838621522' title='33 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/4956662682838621522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/4956662682838621522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pYfV2MgB7JI/Tm-PrZdZiqI/AAAAAAAAAvA/FkNKugtiyPY/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-3464418923380974104</id><published>2011-08-25T10:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T10:08:01.110+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dizem...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zbqL63vzI0I/TlYQtJqYNQI/AAAAAAAAAu4/JTM9D-TCClI/s1600/gotico.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 332px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zbqL63vzI0I/TlYQtJqYNQI/AAAAAAAAAu4/JTM9D-TCClI/s400/gotico.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644717550829319426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...que o tempo vai curar a dor que sinto…mas a cada minuto que passa percebo que perdi uma parte de mim e nunca mais vou reencontra la….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-3464418923380974104?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/3464418923380974104/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=3464418923380974104' title='32 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/3464418923380974104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/3464418923380974104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2011/08/dizem.html' title='Dizem...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zbqL63vzI0I/TlYQtJqYNQI/AAAAAAAAAu4/JTM9D-TCClI/s72-c/gotico.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-4307958464010961542</id><published>2011-08-11T13:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T15:03:18.406+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu sei que não posso mais dar nenhum passo até ti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BzaYAusozHY" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu sei que não posso mais dar nenhum passo até ti&lt;br /&gt;porque tudo o que me espera é arrependimento&lt;br /&gt;eu aprendi a viver, metade viva&lt;br /&gt;corres por aí deixando cicatrizes&lt;br /&gt;colectas um pote de corações&lt;br /&gt;rasgas o amor ao meio&lt;br /&gt;tu vais ficar resfriado&lt;br /&gt;com o  gelo dentro da tua alma…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-4307958464010961542?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/4307958464010961542/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=4307958464010961542' title='29 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/4307958464010961542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/4307958464010961542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2011/08/eu-sei-que-nao-posso-mais-dar-nenhum.html' title='Eu sei que não posso mais dar nenhum passo até ti'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/BzaYAusozHY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-7211507669440470160</id><published>2011-07-26T15:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T15:04:00.620+01:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-znrHGXeB01Q/Ti6uzUfGTeI/AAAAAAAAAuw/0vVuSgXqkeI/s1600/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-znrHGXeB01Q/Ti6uzUfGTeI/AAAAAAAAAuw/0vVuSgXqkeI/s400/15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633632380582776290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Minha alma vagueou &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pela noite fora&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Não te encontrou&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Porque tu foste embora&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Caminhos incertos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ela percorreu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Becos desertos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Onde se perdeu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sentimentos…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sentidos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Momentos…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Vividos…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Onde ficaram ?!...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Minha alma não os encontrou&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Meu coração sofreu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;não chorou…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;porque já não é teu…&lt;/p&gt;  Há varias formas de superar  uma separação…chorar…viajar…mudar de casa…e depois no meio disto tudo há uma parte em que decidimos seguir em frente…&lt;br /&gt;Hoje!...&lt;br /&gt;Vim dizer te que desisti de ti…de nos…não vale a pena continuar uma guerra da qual eu vou sair inevitavelmente derrotada chega de sofrer humilhações por uma pessoa que nunca me amou…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-7211507669440470160?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/7211507669440470160/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=7211507669440470160' title='33 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/7211507669440470160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/7211507669440470160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-znrHGXeB01Q/Ti6uzUfGTeI/AAAAAAAAAuw/0vVuSgXqkeI/s72-c/15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-827102848753314880</id><published>2011-07-15T17:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T17:59:20.531+01:00</updated><title type='text'>No outro lado da lua....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/j_O68vkvVSs" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentimentos que ficam...&lt;br /&gt;mesmo com o passar do tempo...&lt;br /&gt;Beijo d'anjo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-827102848753314880?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/827102848753314880/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=827102848753314880' title='23 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/827102848753314880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/827102848753314880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2011/07/no-outro-lado-da-lua.html' title='No outro lado da lua....'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/j_O68vkvVSs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-1318509595863476414</id><published>2011-07-11T11:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T11:35:04.563+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Este fim de semana foi assim...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XuhdXlQ2dPE" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje vi, esse amor&lt;br /&gt;Que eu perdi e acabou&lt;br /&gt;Sem querer renasceu&lt;br /&gt;A vontade de ser sua&lt;br /&gt;Está tão lindo&lt;br /&gt;Gostoso, sublime, charmoso deu dor... ai deu dor&lt;br /&gt;A vontade (Saudade)&lt;br /&gt;No peito, naquele momento falou... ai falou....&lt;br /&gt;Sinto falta dele&lt;br /&gt;Namorar com ele&lt;br /&gt;E dos beijos com fervor&lt;br /&gt;Que ele dava por amor&lt;br /&gt;Sinto falta dele&lt;br /&gt;Namorar com ele&lt;br /&gt;Nunca mais tive p`ra mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um namorado assim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-1318509595863476414?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/1318509595863476414/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=1318509595863476414' title='35 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/1318509595863476414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/1318509595863476414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2011/07/este-fim-de-semana-foi-assim.html' title='Este fim de semana foi assim...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/XuhdXlQ2dPE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-3296098424760995476</id><published>2011-07-04T10:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T10:31:55.479+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye...Bye...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jIzEEhZkthY" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Agora, isso não é o momento ou o lugar&lt;br /&gt;para um coração partido,&lt;br /&gt;Porque este é o fim do arco-íris&lt;br /&gt;onde ninguém pode ser muito triste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não, eu não quero deixar&lt;br /&gt;mas eu devo continuar andando em frente&lt;br /&gt;porque minha vida pertence ao outro lado&lt;br /&gt;trás as ondas do grande oceano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye...&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou sentir saudades tuas, onde quer que eu vá&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou voltar a andar por essas ruas novamente&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye... para sempre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado pela manhã caminha que sobre o pôr do sol doce&lt;br /&gt;E para os momentos noite quente&lt;br /&gt;Para a fantasia na minha cama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faço parte de ti comigo agora&lt;br /&gt;e tu não vais busca-la de volta&lt;br /&gt;e uma parte de mim vai ficar aqui,&lt;br /&gt;podes mantê-la sempre, queridos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou sentir saudades tuas, onde quer que eu vá&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou voltar a andar por essas ruas novamente&lt;br /&gt;Lembre-se que nos divertimos juntos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor de longa distância não funciona&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-3296098424760995476?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/3296098424760995476/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=3296098424760995476' title='38 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/3296098424760995476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/3296098424760995476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2011/07/byebye.html' title='Bye...Bye...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/jIzEEhZkthY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>38</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-6393207291324071763</id><published>2011-05-31T16:22:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T09:21:20.814+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Até um dia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Há sonhos que terminam como uma onda que rebenta quando chega ao areal... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kQFb-xFqUKE/TeTwfwMsgnI/AAAAAAAAAuk/bZ8wsA9sSmA/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612875463915242098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kQFb-xFqUKE/TeTwfwMsgnI/AAAAAAAAAuk/bZ8wsA9sSmA/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Há sonhos que NUNCA deveriam existir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Edu-6hzNuy4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Edu-6hzNuy4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="349" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sonhos de um anjo, agradece a todos que acompanharam este espaço...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ao longo da vida encontra se muitas incertezas…dificuldades mas também muita felicidade…muita alegria…quando deparar mos com essas incertezas essas dificuldades “inseguranças” devemos parar e pensar quem somos….de onde vimos na nossa origem o que aprendemos….e nunca esquecer que o amor e a amizade são os sentimentos mais importantes desta vida...isto quando se encontra um amor verdadeiro...ou uma amizade sem interesses...por isso não se esqueçam...Amem a vida e os bons amigos...pois a vida é curta e os bons amigos são poucos...&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado pelo carinho!;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Beijo d'anjo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ATÉ UM DIA...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-6393207291324071763?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/6393207291324071763/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=6393207291324071763' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/6393207291324071763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/6393207291324071763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2011/05/ha-sonhos-que-terminam-como-uma-onda.html' title='Até um dia...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kQFb-xFqUKE/TeTwfwMsgnI/AAAAAAAAAuk/bZ8wsA9sSmA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-7157412781568718678</id><published>2011-05-16T14:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T20:10:01.907+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Resignei me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-doSBWROd9As/TdEN8dZHTuI/AAAAAAAAAts/svVnR2h1w-c/s1600/fim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 195px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607278343386255074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-doSBWROd9As/TdEN8dZHTuI/AAAAAAAAAts/svVnR2h1w-c/s400/fim.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No amor nunca sabemos quando estamos a dar ou a receber…&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;eu amo te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;…não te quero perder…será que não percebes isto??? O que é que tu não percebes aqui…??? É o amo te??? Se percorrer todos os lugares comuns do amor…um deles é que nem sempre o amor nos salva…muitas vezes é aquilo que nos destrói…&lt;br /&gt;estou cansada... tantas batalhas perdidas cansei me de sofrer…&lt;br /&gt;a vida nem sempre é um conto de fadas em que todos são felizes para sempre… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O dia em que eu deixar de ser quem sou para ti, é o dia em que eu fecharei os meus olhos para sempre...se eu morrer e for em algum lugar distante, eu escreverei nosso nome em cada estrela, para que todos possam ver o quanto...foste...és...importante para mim...apesar de tudo o que nos afasta não deixo de pensar no que nos uniu....um passado sem presente no qual não devo querer mais do que aquilo que me queres dar...desisti de querer o teu beijo...o teu toque...de tudo o que um dia me deste! Não és de ficar aprisionado a paixões...eu sei!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...desejo que sejas feliz que cometas as tuas loucuras com quem nada te cobre...sem ciumes...sem chatisses...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NV3PTC6VeCk/TdEODLI8QPI/AAAAAAAAAt0/1hxWtO80QfE/s1600/fim1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607278458745667826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NV3PTC6VeCk/TdEODLI8QPI/AAAAAAAAAt0/1hxWtO80QfE/s400/fim1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-7157412781568718678?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-doSBWROd9As/TdEN8dZHTuI/AAAAAAAAAts/svVnR2h1w-c/s72-c/fim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>59</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-6782207871845464117</id><published>2011-04-26T21:27:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T01:33:11.301+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Alguém me disse...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AGkjaXm08RQ/TbcjoSSzyJI/AAAAAAAAAtk/XS7Z4fxNCnk/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599983836670970002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AGkjaXm08RQ/TbcjoSSzyJI/AAAAAAAAAtk/XS7Z4fxNCnk/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; QUE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O maior embuste em nossa vida é esperar qualquer coisa que venham dos outros...porque a maioria das pessoas são &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;egoístas&lt;/span&gt;...há que aprender a fingir que certas pessoas...ou situações nos são indiferentes...mesmo que não sejam..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há alturas em que temos que fazer o que é certo…&lt;br /&gt;ou o que nos achamos ser certo…&lt;br /&gt;mesmo que tenhamos que magoar as pessoas de quem gostamos…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;é sempre difícil dizer adeus a quem amamos…&lt;br /&gt;Mas…&lt;br /&gt;hoje vou te dizer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quero dizer te adeus…&lt;br /&gt;ou até já…&lt;br /&gt;não me peças para ficar…&lt;br /&gt;não me digas que não posso ir…&lt;br /&gt;porque vou te responder…&lt;br /&gt;que não posso…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;não quero...&lt;br /&gt;agora sou eu…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tenho que pensar em mim…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fazer isto por mim…&lt;br /&gt;não me perguntes por nos…&lt;br /&gt;porque não te serei capaz de responder…&lt;br /&gt;todos nos temos de encontrar um rumo…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e eu vou a procura do meu&lt;br /&gt;e se o meu rumo for ficar aqui contigo?&lt;br /&gt;eu volto!&lt;br /&gt;por isso adeus…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ou até já…&lt;br /&gt;mas por agora…&lt;br /&gt;preciso de me reencontrar preciso encontrar um sentido para a vida…&lt;br /&gt;um sentido que eu perdi…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;se não voltar...&lt;br /&gt;GOSTEI DE TE CONHECER....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;só quero deixar de te amar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;só te quero esquecer...&lt;br /&gt;Há momentos na vida que é preciso tomar decisões a vida exigi-nos soluções desesperadas… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-6782207871845464117?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/6782207871845464117/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=6782207871845464117' title='53 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/6782207871845464117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/6782207871845464117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2011/04/alguem-me-disse.html' title='Alguém me disse...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AGkjaXm08RQ/TbcjoSSzyJI/AAAAAAAAAtk/XS7Z4fxNCnk/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>53</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-650252717008477348</id><published>2011-04-22T02:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T02:48:29.398+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Novos Logótipos das Gasolineiras</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X_nPxl81NDo/TZosDORxgoI/AAAAAAAAAtU/vIgMcoBeGqc/s1600/image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 145px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591830321217766018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X_nPxl81NDo/TZosDORxgoI/AAAAAAAAAtU/vIgMcoBeGqc/s400/image004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iZUoZ64lIz8/TZor8rM_2SI/AAAAAAAAAtM/47c4_M59R6g/s1600/image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591830208723278114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iZUoZ64lIz8/TZor8rM_2SI/AAAAAAAAAtM/47c4_M59R6g/s400/image003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VLOpXXsWaJs/TZor1oQCGOI/AAAAAAAAAtE/5VvSlh45nNU/s1600/image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591830087671617762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VLOpXXsWaJs/TZor1oQCGOI/AAAAAAAAAtE/5VvSlh45nNU/s400/image002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qzaMWSCp4lM/TZoruyAmPPI/AAAAAAAAAs8/fCsQS7BpYc4/s1600/gasolina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591829970032147698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qzaMWSCp4lM/TZoruyAmPPI/AAAAAAAAAs8/fCsQS7BpYc4/s400/gasolina.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bem é mesmo caso para dizer...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dasssss&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Estamos na semana Santa...e há que tentar esquecer um pouco a crise...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sonhos de um anjo deseja uma Santa Pascoa a todos os que por aqui passam...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beijo d'anjo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-650252717008477348?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/650252717008477348/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=650252717008477348' title='28 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/650252717008477348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/650252717008477348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2011/04/novos-logotipos-das-gasolineiras.html' title='Novos Logótipos das Gasolineiras'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X_nPxl81NDo/TZosDORxgoI/AAAAAAAAAtU/vIgMcoBeGqc/s72-c/image004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-4489259023954051876</id><published>2011-04-11T22:37:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T21:28:26.593+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lembras te...???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4rj926-Rs3s/TaNz6nJ9DzI/AAAAAAAAAtc/bnw3QbThmb4/s1600/102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594442612904628018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4rj926-Rs3s/TaNz6nJ9DzI/AAAAAAAAAtc/bnw3QbThmb4/s400/102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Onde estás…??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;não posso ser feliz sem ti…!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lembras te do que aconteceu entre nos??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lembras te como foi???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;lembras te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;do mar…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;das estrelas…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;como fazia mos amor…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de como sorria mos… ???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;não me digas que já esqueceste tudo o que aconteceu entre nos…??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;continuo apaixonada por ti… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;não te esqueci…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;é impossível esquecer alguém que se ama… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de que me vale o que eu sinto…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;se acabo sempre por me magoar…!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-4489259023954051876?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/4489259023954051876/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=4489259023954051876' title='49 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/4489259023954051876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/4489259023954051876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2011/04/lembras-te.html' title='Lembras te...???'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4rj926-Rs3s/TaNz6nJ9DzI/AAAAAAAAAtc/bnw3QbThmb4/s72-c/102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>49</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-3373912066112703561</id><published>2011-03-28T19:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T19:23:41.894+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruínas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dkLUfhQXOSE/TYOAUAycFhI/AAAAAAAAAss/TFhMcp5mtBk/s1600/castelos_areia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585449044166841874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dkLUfhQXOSE/TYOAUAycFhI/AAAAAAAAAss/TFhMcp5mtBk/s400/castelos_areia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nunca gostei de visitar &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ruínas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e agora...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;estou no meio do resto dos meus sonhos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;estou cansada de correr na &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;maratona&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e não chegar a lado nenhum...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Há pessoas que aparecem nas nossas vidas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e nos mudam para sempre...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nem sempre é para melhor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9g4r3kxkQ08/TYOAgCfXleI/AAAAAAAAAs0/Pjrzl4Fznyw/s1600/Tenho-as-maos-vazias.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585449250782156258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9g4r3kxkQ08/TYOAgCfXleI/AAAAAAAAAs0/Pjrzl4Fznyw/s400/Tenho-as-maos-vazias.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tornando os nossos sonhos em ruínas...!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-3373912066112703561?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dkLUfhQXOSE/TYOAUAycFhI/AAAAAAAAAss/TFhMcp5mtBk/s72-c/castelos_areia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>51</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-6932290782111309631</id><published>2011-03-21T20:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-21T20:54:31.136Z</updated><title type='text'>Vi te...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A7w53GmO_cg/TYKpisEVRuI/AAAAAAAAAsk/irS1wMhuNQU/s1600/lua1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585212901302814434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A7w53GmO_cg/TYKpisEVRuI/AAAAAAAAAsk/irS1wMhuNQU/s400/lua1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eu beijei a lua um milhão de vezes&lt;br /&gt;dancei com os anjos no céu&lt;br /&gt;vi neve cair no o verão&lt;br /&gt;senti a cura dos poderes supremos&lt;br /&gt;vi lágrimas desaparecerem&lt;br /&gt;vi pessoas chegarem ao &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;estremo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tantas que nem sei ...&lt;br /&gt;senti a tristeza desaparecer&lt;br /&gt;vi o mundo da montanha mais alta&lt;br /&gt;vi pessoas a enlouquecer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;experimentei&lt;/span&gt; o amor da fonte mais pura&lt;br /&gt;vi lábios que despertam desejo&lt;br /&gt;vi o sol fazer amor com o mar&lt;br /&gt;senti borboletas (calafrios) centenas de vezes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;senti me a escorregar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nunca tinha visto &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ninguém&lt;/span&gt; como tu…&lt;br /&gt;tu alegras me quando me sinto triste&lt;br /&gt;tocas me profundamente&lt;br /&gt;fazes coisas que eu nunca fiz&lt;br /&gt;fazes me ser perigosa&lt;br /&gt;fazes me ser selvagem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fazes me ser amorosa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fazes me ter coragem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vi te num sonho perfeito...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;onde na realidade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;enganei me a teu respeito...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-6932290782111309631?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/6932290782111309631/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=6932290782111309631' title='51 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/6932290782111309631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/6932290782111309631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2011/03/vi-te.html' title='Vi te...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A7w53GmO_cg/TYKpisEVRuI/AAAAAAAAAsk/irS1wMhuNQU/s72-c/lua1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>51</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-5874879995330885114</id><published>2011-03-13T15:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-13T15:39:07.066Z</updated><title type='text'>Desabafo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uHd8-xr64aA/TXlTxTKZhRI/AAAAAAAAAsc/9vNIYhRbYWU/s1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 183px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582585319525025042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uHd8-xr64aA/TXlTxTKZhRI/AAAAAAAAAsc/9vNIYhRbYWU/s400/12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Continuo a sonhar contigo…&lt;br /&gt;as coisas deviam ser mais fáceis&lt;br /&gt;quando se ama&lt;br /&gt;todos os dias que acordo a pensar em ti…&lt;br /&gt;são dias perdidos…&lt;br /&gt;dias que não valem a pena&lt;br /&gt;acreditei que o nosso amor fosse mais forte&lt;br /&gt;dói me acreditar que a nossa historia é passado&lt;br /&gt;mas…&lt;br /&gt;sinto me calma tranquila há muito tempo que não me sentia assim tão bem…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;não consegui esquecer os problemas…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;parece que tenho mais força para os enfrentar…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;não te esqueci…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tu farás sempre parte da minha vida e isso eu nunca vou conseguir mudar…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eu sei que apesar de ser difícil…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tenho que continuar a minha vida sem ti…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nunca se sabe o que o futuro nos reserva…!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-5874879995330885114?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/5874879995330885114/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=5874879995330885114' title='55 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/5874879995330885114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/5874879995330885114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2011/03/desabafo.html' title='Desabafo...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uHd8-xr64aA/TXlTxTKZhRI/AAAAAAAAAsc/9vNIYhRbYWU/s72-c/12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>55</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-7798361270751060810</id><published>2011-02-22T20:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-02-22T20:54:49.246Z</updated><title type='text'>Sinto saudades sim...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A minha pulsação&lt;br /&gt;ainda acelera &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quando estas por perto&lt;br /&gt;quando olho para ti lembro me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dos momentos que passamos juntos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dos planos que fizemos…&lt;br /&gt;mas não sei se ainda te amo…!&lt;br /&gt;ou ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;se amo as recordações &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as memórias que tenho dos momentos felizes que passamos juntos…&lt;br /&gt;Gosto de ti…&lt;br /&gt;és mais do que uma atracção física…&lt;br /&gt;um fruto proibido… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que me é apetecido..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e tu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tens um sinal de proibição marcado em ti…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-juZ6W1LrbQw/TWLfD9hpwGI/AAAAAAAAAsM/u71KWnjRYyY/s1600/seguranca_sinal03.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 188px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 188px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576264547786408034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-juZ6W1LrbQw/TWLfD9hpwGI/AAAAAAAAAsM/u71KWnjRYyY/s400/seguranca_sinal03.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;mas…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;transgredir...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quebrar regras...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tem graça…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gosto do perigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vivido contigo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a verdade é que na vida…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ou...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;como no transito…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nos podemos apanhar mais que uma multa… !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;estou disposta a correr esse risco!&lt;br /&gt;tenho saudades…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sim …&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de estar contigo… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de te beijar…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fazer amor contigo…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tenho saudades sim … &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c61oBZLo0eM/TWLhPZfcJFI/AAAAAAAAAsU/hTZ8qfxB-JY/s1600/s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576266943295136850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c61oBZLo0eM/TWLhPZfcJFI/AAAAAAAAAsU/hTZ8qfxB-JY/s400/s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-7798361270751060810?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/7798361270751060810/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=7798361270751060810' title='44 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/7798361270751060810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/7798361270751060810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2011/02/sinto-saudades-sim.html' title='Sinto saudades sim...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-juZ6W1LrbQw/TWLfD9hpwGI/AAAAAAAAAsM/u71KWnjRYyY/s72-c/seguranca_sinal03.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>44</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-715672548863520928</id><published>2011-02-15T21:44:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-02-15T21:46:50.940Z</updated><title type='text'>Limites...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TonOafpaONY/TVryeJEPG7I/AAAAAAAAAr0/0bUrQHtJu1U/s1600/f_heartIIbycam_6ac827a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 343px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574034088468093874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TonOafpaONY/TVryeJEPG7I/AAAAAAAAAr0/0bUrQHtJu1U/s400/f_heartIIbycam_6ac827a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu já chorei &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tanto que já nem sei&lt;br /&gt;preciso de ti…&lt;br /&gt;dizia com a voz do coração&lt;br /&gt;hoje…&lt;br /&gt;lembrei me de ouvir a razão&lt;br /&gt;meu coração ficou em silêncio&lt;br /&gt;não falou mais de amor&lt;br /&gt;calou toda a dor&lt;br /&gt;não quero limites para sonhar&lt;br /&gt;mas…&lt;br /&gt;quero limites para voltar a amar!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E assim não voltar a chorar…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ppFISlZr1DI/TVryp7GBG8I/AAAAAAAAAr8/BSxkhpz_cPY/s1600/40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 137px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 136px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574034290875898818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ppFISlZr1DI/TVryp7GBG8I/AAAAAAAAAr8/BSxkhpz_cPY/s400/40.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-715672548863520928?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/715672548863520928/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=715672548863520928' title='46 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/715672548863520928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/715672548863520928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2011/02/limites.html' title='Limites...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TonOafpaONY/TVryeJEPG7I/AAAAAAAAAr0/0bUrQHtJu1U/s72-c/f_heartIIbycam_6ac827a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>46</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-8599119496677981177</id><published>2011-02-09T19:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-02-09T20:27:22.039Z</updated><title type='text'>Não sei o que sentes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TVLgkfVYgLI/AAAAAAAAArs/o2dHTiF9rjY/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 196px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571762606501822642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TVLgkfVYgLI/AAAAAAAAArs/o2dHTiF9rjY/s400/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Porque nunca me dizes o que realmente&lt;br /&gt;está na tua mente&lt;br /&gt;não te sei compreender&lt;br /&gt;sinto-me a caminhar&lt;br /&gt;sobre vidros partidos&lt;br /&gt;continuas a esconder...&lt;br /&gt;não me quero magoar&lt;br /&gt;teus olhos vazios&lt;br /&gt;fazem me sentir vazia por dentro…&lt;br /&gt;quando estou contigo&lt;br /&gt;um dado rola…&lt;br /&gt;não sei quando me vais fazer sorrir&lt;br /&gt;ou...&lt;br /&gt;quando me vais fazer chorar&lt;br /&gt;elevas me…derrubas me&lt;br /&gt;queres me…afastas me&lt;br /&gt;e fico sem saber o que realmente está na tua mente… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-8599119496677981177?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/8599119496677981177/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=8599119496677981177' title='32 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/8599119496677981177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/8599119496677981177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2011/02/nao-sei-o-que-sentes.html' title='Não sei o que sentes...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TVLgkfVYgLI/AAAAAAAAArs/o2dHTiF9rjY/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-3139478941973838366</id><published>2011-02-03T00:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-02-03T00:18:20.268Z</updated><title type='text'>Deixo o silêncio falar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TUnz-Mvtp3I/AAAAAAAAArg/uAwsx65aTJE/s1600/water.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 385px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569250664119117682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TUnz-Mvtp3I/AAAAAAAAArg/uAwsx65aTJE/s400/water.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Não sei o que sinto&lt;br /&gt;quando estas perto…&lt;br /&gt;um labirinto&lt;br /&gt;no meio de um deserto…&lt;br /&gt;quero saber&lt;br /&gt;mas…&lt;br /&gt;não quero perguntar&lt;br /&gt;não te quero perder&lt;br /&gt;deixo o silêncio falar&lt;br /&gt;posso dizer…&lt;br /&gt;que preciso de ti…&lt;br /&gt;ou…&lt;br /&gt;simplesmente que te quero…&lt;br /&gt;mas... deixo o silêncio falar…&lt;br /&gt;tudo porque tenho medo de te amar…&lt;br /&gt;e medo de me perguntar&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-3139478941973838366?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/3139478941973838366/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=3139478941973838366' title='39 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/3139478941973838366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/3139478941973838366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2011/02/deixo-o-silencio-falar.html' title='Deixo o silêncio falar...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TUnz-Mvtp3I/AAAAAAAAArg/uAwsx65aTJE/s72-c/water.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-9119685012435987374</id><published>2011-01-17T21:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-01-17T21:06:34.232Z</updated><title type='text'>SEDUZIDO POR TI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TSzKKMILKTI/AAAAAAAAArQ/RAz05vc7GhQ/s1600/anja%2Bpensativa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 202px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561041916298733874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TSzKKMILKTI/AAAAAAAAArQ/RAz05vc7GhQ/s400/anja%2Bpensativa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Estou seduzido pelo teu olhar&lt;br /&gt;Pela tua voz&lt;br /&gt;Pelo teu encanto&lt;br /&gt;Pelo teu cheiro&lt;br /&gt;Pela tua boca&lt;br /&gt;Pelo teu corpo inteiro!&lt;br /&gt;Quero te beijar&lt;br /&gt;te abraçar&lt;br /&gt;te amar!&lt;br /&gt;Passar o dia inteiro colado em ti&lt;br /&gt;Sentindo a tua respiração&lt;br /&gt;Acariciando a tua pele&lt;br /&gt;Ouvindo o teu coração!&lt;br /&gt;Quero transbordar de felicidade&lt;br /&gt;de tesão&lt;br /&gt;de paixão!&lt;br /&gt;Quero transformar este momento em eternidade&lt;br /&gt;Nem que seja no meu pensamento&lt;br /&gt;Pois a tua presença na minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Dá sentido à minha existência!&lt;br /&gt;teu ANJO SEDUTOR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TSzKRwIbQAI/AAAAAAAAArY/d3bpZ-m_S3s/s1600/anjo_sedutor2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561042046222548994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TSzKRwIbQAI/AAAAAAAAArY/d3bpZ-m_S3s/s400/anjo_sedutor2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beijo d'anjo seduzido por ti:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Obrigado meu querido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-9119685012435987374?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/9119685012435987374/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=9119685012435987374' title='45 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/9119685012435987374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/9119685012435987374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2011/01/seduzido-por-ti.html' title='SEDUZIDO POR TI'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TSzKKMILKTI/AAAAAAAAArQ/RAz05vc7GhQ/s72-c/anja%2Bpensativa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>45</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-8940623678627791780</id><published>2011-01-10T21:21:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-01-10T21:23:44.811Z</updated><title type='text'>Amor/Paixão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TSt2oIC0i-I/AAAAAAAAArA/2btv3AOnY90/s1600/ap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560668596645170146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TSt2oIC0i-I/AAAAAAAAArA/2btv3AOnY90/s400/ap.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O amor é só para quem não tem medo de amar…&lt;br /&gt;A paixão é voraz…&lt;br /&gt;Quando acaba não fica nada&lt;br /&gt;O amor verdadeiro...&lt;br /&gt;sobrevive a tudo…&lt;br /&gt;O amor quando passa por varias provações…&lt;br /&gt;É a única forma de mostrar a sua força…&lt;br /&gt;os obstáculos fazem parte da vida,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cabe nos lutar pelo que queremos…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e pelo que acreditamos… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pelo que deseja mos...&lt;br /&gt;mas será o tempo…&lt;br /&gt;que nos vai fazer entender…&lt;br /&gt;o que um dia nos sentimos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;se foi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;amor ou paixão... !?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TSt2vPF2LhI/AAAAAAAAArI/OWmgQSE7VtI/s1600/imagesCA3E2QQJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 196px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560668718795992594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TSt2vPF2LhI/AAAAAAAAArI/OWmgQSE7VtI/s400/imagesCA3E2QQJ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-8940623678627791780?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/8940623678627791780/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=8940623678627791780' title='45 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/8940623678627791780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/8940623678627791780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2011/01/amorpaixao.html' title='Amor/Paixão'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TSt2oIC0i-I/AAAAAAAAArA/2btv3AOnY90/s72-c/ap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>45</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-8973909271989926052</id><published>2011-01-03T21:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-01-03T21:47:44.591Z</updated><title type='text'>Marcas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TPqpzaF237I/AAAAAAAAAqU/uUdjZDLoSNc/s1600/marca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546932591702499250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TPqpzaF237I/AAAAAAAAAqU/uUdjZDLoSNc/s400/marca.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Há marcas que ficam tatuadas em nos…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tenho algumas…&lt;br /&gt;que me fazem lembrar o passado…&lt;br /&gt;Não nos podemos desfazer das recordações…&lt;br /&gt;são muito importantes para a nossa memoria...&lt;br /&gt;para a nossa historia…&lt;br /&gt;os erros do passado só servem para amargurar as pessoas…&lt;br /&gt;Nada é perfeito…&lt;br /&gt;nós é que podemos fazer os possíveis para tornar tudo mais perto da perfeição…&lt;br /&gt;Quando se dá a volta por cima…&lt;br /&gt;Muda se…&lt;br /&gt;e hoje acredito que quando alguma coisa de mal nos acontece&lt;br /&gt;passado algum tempo nos podemos ver de uma perspectiva mais positiva…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ficam marcas em nos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;são marcas que fazem parte de um caminho…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de uma aprendizagem…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;do que somos...do que fomos...&lt;br /&gt;nada mais… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TRp-wv3bsZI/AAAAAAAAAq4/U7URRbcKZuo/s1600/imagesCAU898KR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555892466262716818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TRp-wv3bsZI/AAAAAAAAAq4/U7URRbcKZuo/s400/imagesCAU898KR.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Desejo um Bom Ano Novo a todos;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beijo d'anjo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-8973909271989926052?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/8973909271989926052/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=8973909271989926052' title='55 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/8973909271989926052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/8973909271989926052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2011/01/marcas.html' title='Marcas...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TPqpzaF237I/AAAAAAAAAqU/uUdjZDLoSNc/s72-c/marca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>55</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-5554698776004094859</id><published>2010-12-19T17:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-12-19T17:28:28.958Z</updated><title type='text'>Saudade de ti...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-842580e4d5abe938" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D842580e4d5abe938%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330018815%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2C0F5D28B5032F6ACA19C0CE28AB066A49CC3278.3EFE97BE4D5736370ED1FA7000CDC002A77E46A1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D842580e4d5abe938%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dfk8jpF50kcU-OvTTFD9s-xjoP4Q&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D842580e4d5abe938%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330018815%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2C0F5D28B5032F6ACA19C0CE28AB066A49CC3278.3EFE97BE4D5736370ED1FA7000CDC002A77E46A1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D842580e4d5abe938%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dfk8jpF50kcU-OvTTFD9s-xjoP4Q&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eu bem sei, que nunca mais pensastes em mim&lt;br /&gt;Como vou e como estou depois de te perder&lt;br /&gt;Também sei mesmo a viver morri para ti&lt;br /&gt;E o meu nome já mais voltastes a dizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu bem sei, que nunca mais falastes em nos&lt;br /&gt;Do que foi e do que fiz um dia por nos dois&lt;br /&gt;Também sei, que sou silencio em tua voz&lt;br /&gt;E só Deus sabe, só Deus sabe como eu estou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A Saudade de ti tomou conta de mim e me mata por dentro&lt;br /&gt;Esta falta de amor nunca me abandonou dês de que eu te perdi&lt;br /&gt;A cor da solidão pintou o meu coração de magoa em sofrimento&lt;br /&gt;E assim é o meu viver nesta dor sem esquecer quem se esqueceu de mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eu bem sei, que nunca mais pensastes em mim&lt;br /&gt;Se estou só, ou como tu até tenho outro amor&lt;br /&gt;Também sei, que a minha vida já nada te diz&lt;br /&gt;Só Deus sabe, só Deus sabe como eu vou &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Letra de uma musica de Tony Carreira"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-5554698776004094859?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/5554698776004094859/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=5554698776004094859' title='68 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/5554698776004094859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/5554698776004094859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/12/saudade-de-ti_19.html' title='Saudade de ti...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><thr:total>68</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-4656101576302291658</id><published>2010-12-08T20:32:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-12-08T20:32:05.726Z</updated><title type='text'>Se tu não estás aqui…</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 211px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546908860048392594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TPqUOCymwZI/AAAAAAAAAqM/HeXwRJhFRow/s400/25.jpg" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Se tu não estás aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sinto um vazio…&lt;br /&gt;o teu vazio&lt;br /&gt;falta me uma parte…&lt;br /&gt;a tua parte&lt;br /&gt;tenho alegrias…&lt;br /&gt;com um trago amargo&lt;br /&gt;quando não estás ao meu lado&lt;br /&gt;se tu não está aqui…&lt;br /&gt;falta me o ar&lt;br /&gt;do paraíso ao inferno…&lt;br /&gt;continuo a te amar…&lt;br /&gt;se tu não estás aqui…&lt;br /&gt;não sinto ninguém&lt;br /&gt;falta me um sonho&lt;br /&gt;meu coração é refém&lt;br /&gt;de um amor sem dono…&lt;br /&gt;lembro me de ti&lt;br /&gt;sinto um abandono&lt;br /&gt;porque tu não estas aqui… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-4656101576302291658?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/4656101576302291658/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=4656101576302291658' title='54 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/4656101576302291658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/4656101576302291658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/12/se-tu-nao-estas-aqui.html' title='Se tu não estás aqui…'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TPqUOCymwZI/AAAAAAAAAqM/HeXwRJhFRow/s72-c/25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>54</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-2343649057899140805</id><published>2010-11-30T23:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-11-30T23:30:19.130Z</updated><title type='text'>Amor para lá do horizonte...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TJ4EGzIaK3I/AAAAAAAAAnc/RCKEpuBP_Oc/s1600/amor_casais_sy_54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520854708054010738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TJ4EGzIaK3I/AAAAAAAAAnc/RCKEpuBP_Oc/s400/amor_casais_sy_54.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amor,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sentimento forte este que sinto por ti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;num mundo perdido...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eu permaneço aqui...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;á espera de te encontrar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e a ti me abraçar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;com esperança de assim ficar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;para lá do horizonte...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;num eterno momento...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;do agora!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-2343649057899140805?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/2343649057899140805/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=2343649057899140805' title='47 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/2343649057899140805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/2343649057899140805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/11/amor-para-la-do-horizonte.html' title='Amor para lá do horizonte...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TJ4EGzIaK3I/AAAAAAAAAnc/RCKEpuBP_Oc/s72-c/amor_casais_sy_54.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>47</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-28593864021290526</id><published>2010-11-22T20:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-11-22T20:50:25.613Z</updated><title type='text'>Nossa loucura...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/THvXjZyxq7I/AAAAAAAAAmE/F6dj3jukTgM/s1600/BD4138-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 348px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511235572237183922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/THvXjZyxq7I/AAAAAAAAAmE/F6dj3jukTgM/s400/BD4138-001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nossos corpos se aproximam…&lt;br /&gt;nossos lábios se unem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nossas línguas se entrelaçam...&lt;br /&gt;beijos intensos…&lt;br /&gt;sedentos…&lt;br /&gt;numa entrega total&lt;br /&gt;sem limites, sem pudores, sem receios...&lt;br /&gt;o desejo apodera-se do nosso corpo…&lt;br /&gt;agarras me…levas me...&lt;br /&gt;possuis me&lt;br /&gt;carícias pelo corpo inteiro…&lt;br /&gt;gemidos ardentes…&lt;br /&gt;uma sintonia perfeita de ritmo, balanço e sabor...&lt;br /&gt;explodimos…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de prazer…&lt;/div&gt;de sentidos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dos nossos corpos ansiosos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de desejo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-28593864021290526?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/28593864021290526/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=28593864021290526' title='42 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/28593864021290526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/28593864021290526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/11/nossa-loucura.html' title='Nossa loucura...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/THvXjZyxq7I/AAAAAAAAAmE/F6dj3jukTgM/s72-c/BD4138-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>42</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-798254941007000734</id><published>2010-11-15T21:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-11-15T21:22:46.914Z</updated><title type='text'>Vem amar me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TL8w1zI1PeI/AAAAAAAAAp0/XGEWiFwbaSo/s1600/significado-do-beijo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530192568252710370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TL8w1zI1PeI/AAAAAAAAAp0/XGEWiFwbaSo/s400/significado-do-beijo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Preciso afagar o teu rosto com doçura&lt;br /&gt;beijar teus lábios molhados&lt;br /&gt;sentir as tuas mãos a passear na minha pele&lt;br /&gt;desejo o teu beijo mais ousado…&lt;br /&gt;sem pensar no que é certo ou errado&lt;br /&gt;vem fazer me…&lt;br /&gt;tremer…&lt;br /&gt;arrepiar...&lt;br /&gt;gemer…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vem dar me...&lt;br /&gt;beijos apaixonados...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quentes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vibrantes...&lt;br /&gt;vem amar me… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TL8t_15YKuI/AAAAAAAAApk/vxddR7UvETA/s1600/Corpo_amar_amor_beijo_kiss_sex_body%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530189442257005282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TL8t_15YKuI/AAAAAAAAApk/vxddR7UvETA/s400/Corpo_amar_amor_beijo_kiss_sex_body%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-798254941007000734?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/798254941007000734/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=798254941007000734' title='42 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/798254941007000734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/798254941007000734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/11/vem-amar-me.html' title='Vem amar me...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TL8w1zI1PeI/AAAAAAAAAp0/XGEWiFwbaSo/s72-c/significado-do-beijo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>42</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-8844958836125065427</id><published>2010-11-08T19:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-11-08T19:04:37.099Z</updated><title type='text'>Há sonhos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TNhIqsj9kLI/AAAAAAAAAqE/YSPQZYvnGMU/s1600/tumblr_l55mkcUn8X1qzfjmqo1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537255640205725874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TNhIqsj9kLI/AAAAAAAAAqE/YSPQZYvnGMU/s400/tumblr_l55mkcUn8X1qzfjmqo1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Há sonhos que terminam como uma onda que rebenta quando chega ao areal...&lt;br /&gt;Há sonhos que terminam quando as palavras se gastam...&lt;br /&gt;Quero ficar com os meus pensamentos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;apesar de tudo o que nos separa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;não consigo evitar o que nos uniu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quando éramos &lt;strong&gt;NOS&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e pelas circunstancias da viva deixamos de o ser...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;passamos a ser tu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e eu...&lt;br /&gt;As coisas que nos separaram são maiores que as coisas que nos unem… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;por tudo o que nos tivemos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;por tudo o que fomos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;por tudo o que nos afastou...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o sentimento não mudou...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-8844958836125065427?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/8844958836125065427/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=8844958836125065427' title='30 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/8844958836125065427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/8844958836125065427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/11/ha-sonhos.html' title='Há sonhos...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TNhIqsj9kLI/AAAAAAAAAqE/YSPQZYvnGMU/s72-c/tumblr_l55mkcUn8X1qzfjmqo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-7933957406280465641</id><published>2010-10-31T19:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-10-31T19:53:11.396Z</updated><title type='text'>Afasto me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TMbVWqTXV8I/AAAAAAAAAp8/4K1wB5zRqNs/s1600/sai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532343777560582082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TMbVWqTXV8I/AAAAAAAAAp8/4K1wB5zRqNs/s400/sai.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Não quero ser tua amiga&lt;br /&gt;isso seria uma mentira…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o que eu sinto por ti é muito mais do que isso…&lt;br /&gt;tudo tem o seu tempo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chegou o tempo de nos afastar mos…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;de me afastar de ti…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um dia vais perceber&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o que me fez afastar…&lt;br /&gt;não foi por não te querer&lt;br /&gt;mas sim por ainda te amar… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-7933957406280465641?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/7933957406280465641/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=7933957406280465641' title='35 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/7933957406280465641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/7933957406280465641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/10/afasto-me.html' title='Afasto me...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TMbVWqTXV8I/AAAAAAAAAp8/4K1wB5zRqNs/s72-c/sai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-5444374772043590861</id><published>2010-10-25T16:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T19:40:41.002+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Não quero recordar te...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Há dores dentro do meu coração que teimam em não sair... &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TLy_1c7OX2I/AAAAAAAAApE/R9C_R3YaPVk/s1600/FCAYVKI0BCA072P61CA4F2A1QCA32UIWQCA0P50R2CAKV17GSCAKKPVIECAGY5SBYCA5BJX1ACAE0G22XCACISKF8CA9VVWL5CAY3HAJQCAK0E5RPCADCO4IYCALZUL1UCABNEXGICA03LGG9CAIIPP7E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 111px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 114px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529505367522697058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TLy_1c7OX2I/AAAAAAAAApE/R9C_R3YaPVk/s400/FCAYVKI0BCA072P61CA4F2A1QCA32UIWQCA0P50R2CAKV17GSCAKKPVIECAGY5SBYCA5BJX1ACAE0G22XCACISKF8CA9VVWL5CAY3HAJQCAK0E5RPCADCO4IYCALZUL1UCABNEXGICA03LGG9CAIIPP7E.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; realidades que não consigo esquecer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TLzAPxrMYrI/AAAAAAAAApM/K0BmNA7Ttxo/s1600/69fbdf46331d4735a777a53xp7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 316px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529505819769201330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TLzAPxrMYrI/AAAAAAAAApM/K0BmNA7Ttxo/s400/69fbdf46331d4735a777a53xp7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e poder recordar te não me ajuda em nada...&lt;br /&gt;a minha cabeça leva me para sítios...dos quais eu quero fugir... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-5444374772043590861?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/5444374772043590861/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=5444374772043590861' title='45 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/5444374772043590861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/5444374772043590861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/10/nao-quero-recordar-te.html' title='Não quero recordar te...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TLy_1c7OX2I/AAAAAAAAApE/R9C_R3YaPVk/s72-c/FCAYVKI0BCA072P61CA4F2A1QCA32UIWQCA0P50R2CAKV17GSCAKKPVIECAGY5SBYCA5BJX1ACAE0G22XCACISKF8CA9VVWL5CAY3HAJQCAK0E5RPCADCO4IYCALZUL1UCABNEXGICA03LGG9CAIIPP7E.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>45</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-1805923817506461093</id><published>2010-10-19T18:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T20:24:35.437+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma dor que não sai do meu peito...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cada pingo de chuva que cai...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;é uma lágrima minha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pois a minha tristeza é enorme ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a cada dia que passa parece mais difícil esconder a dor que sinto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;por não estares aqui perto de mim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;choro para desabafar esta saudade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;saudade que parece não querer desaparecer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o dia em que eu fui importante para ti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e hoje para mim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;não estarás presente mas acredita onde estiver e com quem estiver...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;estarás sempre no meu coração...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;meu anjo doce...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TJ4HFZmLi0I/AAAAAAAAAnk/uEdKgwpVDso/s1600/LOUCA.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 368px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520857982554573634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TJ4HFZmLi0I/AAAAAAAAAnk/uEdKgwpVDso/s400/LOUCA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-1805923817506461093?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/1805923817506461093/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=1805923817506461093' title='47 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/1805923817506461093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/1805923817506461093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/10/uma-dor-que-nao-sai-do-meu-peito.html' title='Uma dor que não sai do meu peito...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TJ4HFZmLi0I/AAAAAAAAAnk/uEdKgwpVDso/s72-c/LOUCA.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>47</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-23997396396205393</id><published>2010-10-12T00:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T00:31:43.573+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tudo acaba por morrer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TJ4UyHMDQPI/AAAAAAAAAoE/Gq54dPoQmBE/s1600/olhar_a_lua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 330px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520873044358414578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TJ4UyHMDQPI/AAAAAAAAAoE/Gq54dPoQmBE/s400/olhar_a_lua.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uma flor nasceu em meu jardim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tem cheiro a jasmim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a lua nasce para todos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e todos nascemos para a lua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quem a vê sabe viver...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quem interroga nada vê...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;amor é sonhar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;amor tem humor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;também&lt;/span&gt; tem dor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;árvore&lt;/span&gt; que nasce não morre?!?...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Morre sim...porque todo o ser vivo morre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Morrer é humano é natural...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;meu coração vai te esquecer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;porque...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tudo acaba por morrer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TLOdz-bjVtI/AAAAAAAAAos/5Un1rBJbmIA/s1600/IDCAG6WQ03CAFW24ZUCAOF4WKJCAO9N2TDCAR0RCN0CAY0CEHOCAA9ICSVCA0Z1ZDNCA5SRZDICAWX8WJQCA9SDNBGCAA6RU8LCARSP50TCACHJOL3CAGCYCZ7CA7YVLYGCARTGCV7CAJKS44ACAVR8ZB7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 159px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526934683971180242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TLOdz-bjVtI/AAAAAAAAAos/5Un1rBJbmIA/s400/IDCAG6WQ03CAFW24ZUCAOF4WKJCAO9N2TDCAR0RCN0CAY0CEHOCAA9ICSVCA0Z1ZDNCA5SRZDICAWX8WJQCA9SDNBGCAA6RU8LCARSP50TCACHJOL3CAGCYCZ7CA7YVLYGCARTGCV7CAJKS44ACAVR8ZB7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-23997396396205393?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/23997396396205393/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=23997396396205393' title='48 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/23997396396205393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/23997396396205393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/10/tudo-acaba-por-morrer.html' title='Tudo acaba por morrer...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TJ4UyHMDQPI/AAAAAAAAAoE/Gq54dPoQmBE/s72-c/olhar_a_lua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>48</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-2867912533834877407</id><published>2010-10-06T03:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T12:48:28.084+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Esqueço o passado...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TKvN10R4t2I/AAAAAAAAAoU/ttx-156OWNE/s1600/30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524735692350469986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TKvN10R4t2I/AAAAAAAAAoU/ttx-156OWNE/s400/30.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Por tudo o que me fizeste…&lt;br /&gt;por todas as expectativas que tu me criaste&lt;br /&gt;por todas as promessas que fizeste e não cumpriste&lt;br /&gt;pelo vazio em que me deixaste&lt;br /&gt;reacendes a afogas os meus sentimentos…&lt;br /&gt;olho o mar…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vejo as algas…&lt;br /&gt;as conchas…&lt;br /&gt;penso que se não tivessem rochas, o mar as levava por ai fora…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;morriam…&lt;br /&gt;os barcos se não tivessem ancora…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o mar os levava...&lt;br /&gt;o amor é o nosso porto seguro…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o pior é quando essa ancora não presta e nos deixa ir para alto mar…&lt;br /&gt;já não tenho força…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;para deixar de ver o que não quero…&lt;br /&gt;forma tão estranha de demonstrares o teu amor…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;se um dia…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dás no outro tudo tiras…&lt;br /&gt;esqueço o passado…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tenho que me concentrar no futuro…&lt;br /&gt;quero afastar te de mim…&lt;br /&gt;já não me interessas…&lt;br /&gt;posso te recordar&lt;br /&gt;lembrar me do teu amor…&lt;br /&gt;se um dia o foi...&lt;br /&gt;mas não me vou magoar&lt;br /&gt;nem sentir qualquer dor&lt;br /&gt;foste um passado…&lt;br /&gt;um passado feliz&lt;br /&gt;hoje acabado&lt;br /&gt;meu coração o diz&lt;br /&gt;magoaste me&lt;br /&gt;feriste me a alma&lt;br /&gt;e hoje para mim...&lt;br /&gt;o mais importante não é sabermos quem é que nos ama ou não…&lt;br /&gt;mas sim quem nos pode fazer verdadeiramente felizes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TKvRcfjyByI/AAAAAAAAAok/spYmx-JeVY4/s1600/Light_of_Mine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 388px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524739655338166050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TKvRcfjyByI/AAAAAAAAAok/spYmx-JeVY4/s400/Light_of_Mine.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-2867912533834877407?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/2867912533834877407/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=2867912533834877407' title='49 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/2867912533834877407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/2867912533834877407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/10/esqueco-o-passado.html' title='Esqueço o passado...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TKvN10R4t2I/AAAAAAAAAoU/ttx-156OWNE/s72-c/30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>49</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-3618710276607542865</id><published>2010-10-01T23:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T21:01:16.303+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Grito...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TCunSPMH9II/AAAAAAAAAh0/Y_dR6VPhodk/s1600/gotico.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488664502637950082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TCunSPMH9II/AAAAAAAAAh0/Y_dR6VPhodk/s400/gotico.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Os meus sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cresceram tanto por ti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e agora doí ter de esquecer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ai...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;se doí...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sinto um vazio tão grande...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;uma sensação de perda...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;uma saudade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;preciso gritar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;soltar toda esta angustia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;toda esta desilusão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que sinto dentro de mim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dentro do meu coração&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Preciso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;soltar o grito da minha alma...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-3618710276607542865?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/3618710276607542865/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=3618710276607542865' title='32 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/3618710276607542865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/3618710276607542865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/10/grito.html' title='Grito...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TCunSPMH9II/AAAAAAAAAh0/Y_dR6VPhodk/s72-c/gotico.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-8305882416937493533</id><published>2010-09-25T16:52:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T16:54:04.288+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vida de um sonho...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TJ4ScH2GXTI/AAAAAAAAAn0/3TFJMUiJcTA/s1600/PASSARO_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 294px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520870467554401586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TJ4ScH2GXTI/AAAAAAAAAn0/3TFJMUiJcTA/s400/PASSARO_02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uma ave nasceu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;uma ave viveu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;uma ave sonhou...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;um dia também morreu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Morreu mas amou...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;foi feliz porque sonhou!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ser ave é ser vida...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ser humano é querer a vida...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;não somos &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ninguém&lt;/span&gt;...mas sim alguém...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vivemos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sofremos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sonhamos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vivemos por sofrer mas &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;também&lt;/span&gt; por sonhar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Esse viver só &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;existe&lt;/span&gt; no amor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;amar a vida ao mesmo tempo  temos que acreditar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;amar é viver...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;viver é sofrer...chorar será humano até morrer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quem não chora não vive...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;porque nunca viveu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas sim já morreu...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/8305882416937493533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/8305882416937493533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/09/vida-de-um-sonho.html' title='Vida de um sonho...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TJ4ScH2GXTI/AAAAAAAAAn0/3TFJMUiJcTA/s72-c/PASSARO_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>49</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-1677998371338785421</id><published>2010-09-18T16:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T16:32:29.907+01:00</updated><title type='text'>R E F L I TA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Para vocês que são casados ou pretendem se&lt;br /&gt;casar um dia...ou que pretendam separar se...vale a pena ler essa história reflexiva...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TJTYtEoREjI/AAAAAAAAAm8/4cqTdmtr-B4/s1600/colo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518273712284045874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TJTYtEoREjI/AAAAAAAAAm8/4cqTdmtr-B4/s400/colo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Naquela noite, enquanto minha esposa servia o jantar, eu segurei sua mão e disse: "Tenho algo importante para te dizer". Ela se sentou e jantou sem dizer uma palavra. Pude ver sofrimento em seus olhos.&lt;br /&gt;De repente, eu também fiquei sem palavras. No entanto, eu tinha que dizer a ela o que estava pensando. Eu queria o divórcio. E abordei o assunto calmamente.&lt;br /&gt;Ela não parecia irritada pelas minhas palavras e simplesmente perguntou em voz baixa: "Por quê?"&lt;br /&gt;Eu evitei respondê-la, o que a deixou muito brava. Ela jogou os talheres longe e gritou "você não é homem!" Naquela noite, nós não conversamos mais. Pude ouvi-la chorando. Eu sabia que ela queria um motivo para o fim do nosso casamento. Mas eu não tinha uma resposta satisfatória para esta pergunta. O meu coração não pertencia a ela mais e sim a Jane. Eu simplesmente não a amava mais, sentia pena dela.&lt;br /&gt;Me sentindo muito culpado, rascunhei um acordo de divórcio, deixando para ela a casa, nosso carro e 30% das acções da minha empresa.&lt;br /&gt;Ela tomou o papel da minha mão e o rasgou violentamente. A mulher com quem vivi pelos últimos 10 anos se tornou uma estranha para mim. Eu fiquei com dó deste desperdício de tempo e energia mas eu não voltaria atrás do que disse, pois amava a Jane profundamente. Finalmente ela começou a chorar alto na minha frente, o que já era esperado. Eu me senti libertado enquanto ela chorava. A minha obsessão por divórcio nas últimas semanas finalmente se materializava e o fim estava mais perto agora.&lt;br /&gt;No dia seguinte, eu cheguei em casa tarde e a encontrei sentada na mesa escrevendo. Eu não jantei, fui direto para a cama e dormi imediatamente, pois estava cansado depois de ter passado o dia com a Jane.&lt;br /&gt;Quando acordei no meio da noite, ela ainda estava sentada à mesa, escrevendo. Eu a ignorei e voltei a dormir.&lt;br /&gt;Na manhã seguinte, ela me apresentou suas condições: ela não queria nada meu, mas pedia um mês de prazo para conceder o divórcio. Ela pediu que durante os próximos 30 dias a gente tentasse viver juntos de forma mais natural possivel. As suas razões eram simples: o nosso filho faria seus exames no próximo mês e precisava de um ambiente propício para prepar-se bem, sem os problemas de ter que lidar com o rompimento de seus pais.&lt;br /&gt;Isso me pareceu razoável, mas ela acrescentou algo mais. Ela me lembrou do momento em que eu a carreguei para dentro da nossa casa no dia em que nos casamos e me pediu que durante os próximos 30 dias eu a carregasse para fora da casa todas as manhãs. Eu então percebi que ela estava completamente louca mas aceitei sua proposta para não tornar meus próximos dias ainda mais intoleráveis.&lt;br /&gt;Eu contei para a Jane sobre o pedido da minha esposa e ela riu muito e achou a idéia totalmente absurda. "Ela pensa que impondo condições assim vai mudar alguma coisa; melhor ela encarar a situação e aceitar o divórcio" ,disse Jane em tom de gozação.&lt;br /&gt;Minha esposa e eu não tínhamos nenhum contato físico havia muito tempo, então quando eu a carreguei para fora da casa no primeiro dia, foi totalmente estranho. Nosso filho nos aplaudiu dizendo "O papai está carregando a mamãe no colo!" Suas palavras me causaram constrangimento. Do quarto para a sala, da sala para a porta de entrada da casa, eu devo ter caminhado uns 10 metros carregando minha esposa no colo. Ela fechou os olhos e disse baixinho "Não conte para o nosso filho sobre o divórcio" Eu balancei a cabeça mesmo discordando e então a coloquei no chão assim que atravessamos a porta de entrada da casa. Ela foi pegar o ônibus para o trabalho e eu dirigi para o escritório.&lt;br /&gt;No segundo dia, foi mais fácil para nós dois. Ela se apoiou no meu peito, eu senti o cheiro do perfume que ela usava. Eu então percebi que há muito tempo não prestava atenção a essa mulher. Ela certamente tinha envelhecido nestes últimos 10 anos, havia rugas no seu rosto, seu cabelo estava ficando fino e grisalho. O nosso casamento teve muito impacto nela. Por uns segundos, cheguei a pensar no que havia feito para ela estar neste estado.&lt;br /&gt;No quarto dia, quando eu a levantei, senti uma certa intimidade maior com o corpo dela. Esta mulher havia dedicado 10 anos da vida dela a mim.&lt;br /&gt;No quinto dia, a mesma coisa. Eu não disse nada a Jane, mas ficava a cada dia mais fácil carregá-la do nosso quarto à porta da casa. Talvez meus músculos estejam mais firmes com o exercício, pensei.&lt;br /&gt;Certa manhã, ela estava tentando escolher um vestido. Ela experimentou uma série deles mas não conseguia achar um que servisse. Com um suspiro, ela disse " Todos os meus vestidos estão grandes para mim". Eu então percebi que ela realmente havia emagrecido bastante, daí a facilidade em carregá-la nos últimos dias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A realidade caiu sobre mim com uma ponta de remorso... ela carrega tanta dor e tristeza em seu coração..... Instintivamente, eu estiquei o braço e toquei seus cabelos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosso filho entrou no quarto neste momento e disse "Pai, está na hora de você carregar a mamãe". Para ele, ver seu pai carregando sua mãe todas as manhãs tornou-se parte da rotina da casa. Minha esposa abraçou nosso filho e o segurou em seus braços por alguns longos segundos. Eu tive que sair de perto, temendo mudar de ideia agora que estava tão perto do meu objectivo. Em seguida, eu a carreguei em meus braços, do quarto para a sala, da sala para a porta de entrada da casa. Sua mão repousava em meu pescoço. Eu a segurei firme contra o meu corpo. Lembrei-me do dia do nosso casamento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TJTYz0DqwsI/AAAAAAAAAnE/UgmVT_VUtJo/s1600/colo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 386px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518273828094657218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TJTYz0DqwsI/AAAAAAAAAnE/UgmVT_VUtJo/s400/colo1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mas o seu corpo tão magro me deixou triste. No último dia, quando eu a segurei em meus braços, por algum motivo não conseguia mover minhas pernas. Nosso filho já tinha ido para a escola e eu me vi pronunciando estas palavras: "Eu não percebi o quanto perdemos a nossa intimidade com o tempo".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não consegui dirigir para o trabalho.... fui até o meu novo futuro endereço, saí do carro apressadamente, com medo de mudar de ideia...Subi as escadas e bati na porta do quarto. A Jane abriu a porta e eu disse a ela "Desculpe, Jane. Eu não quero mais me divorciar".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela olhou para mim sem acreditar e tocou na minha testa "Você está com febre?" Eu tirei sua mão da minha testa e repeti "Desculpe, Jane. Eu não vou me divorciar. Meu casamento ficou chato porque nós não soubemos valorizar os pequenos detalhes da nossa vida e não por falta de amor. Agora eu percebi que desde o dia em que carreguei minha esposa no dia do nosso casamento para nossa casa, eu devo segurá-la até que a morte nos separe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Jane então percebeu que era sério. Me deu um tapa no rosto, bateu a porta na minha cara e pude ouvi-la chorando compulsivamente. Eu voltei para o carro e fui trabalhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na loja de flores, no caminho de volta para casa, eu comprei um buquê de rosas para minha esposa. A atendente me perguntou o que eu gostaria de escrever no cartão. Eu sorri e escrevi: "Eu te carregarei em meus braços todas as manhãs até que a morte nos separe".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TJTZDXJ2q0I/AAAAAAAAAnU/F0GpBCXJfwQ/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518274095213882178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TJTZDXJ2q0I/AAAAAAAAAnU/F0GpBCXJfwQ/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naquela noite, quando cheguei em casa, com um buquê de flores na mão e um grande sorriso no rosto, fui directo para o nosso quarto onde encontrei minha esposa deitada na cama - morta.&lt;br /&gt;Minha esposa estava com câncer e vinha se tratando a vários meses, mas eu estava muito ocupado com a Jane para perceber que havia algo errado com ela. Ela sabia que morreria em breve e quis poupar nosso filho dos efeitos de um divórcio - e prolongou a nossa vida juntos proporcionando ao nosso filho a imagem de nós dois juntos toda manhã. Pelo menos aos olhos do meu filho, eu sou um marido carinhoso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os pequenos detalhes de nossa vida são o que realmente contam num relacionamento. Não é a mansão, o carro, as propriedades, o dinheiro no banco. Estes bens criam um ambiente propício a felicidade mas não proporcionam mais do que conforto. Portanto, encontre tempo para ser amigo de sua esposa (do seu marido), faça pequenas coisas um para o outro para mantê-los próximos e íntimos. Tenham um casamento real e feliz!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-1677998371338785421?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/1677998371338785421/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=1677998371338785421' title='46 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/1677998371338785421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/1677998371338785421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/09/r-e-f-l-i-ta.html' title='R E F L I TA...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TJTYtEoREjI/AAAAAAAAAm8/4cqTdmtr-B4/s72-c/colo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>46</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-2477041616078974559</id><published>2010-09-15T11:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T11:21:12.504+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A vida não para...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IBR8JA0mDns&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IBR8JA0mDns&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aceitar o passado…&lt;br /&gt;não é nenhuma mentira…&lt;br /&gt;mas sim, a única forma de viver o presente…&lt;br /&gt;onde a esperança nos mantêm com os olhos no futuro…&lt;br /&gt;e não nos deixa presos … aos erros que um dia cometemos... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Erros todos cometemos...mas o importante é seguir em frente...pois, a vida não para...&lt;br /&gt;Não sabemos o dia de amanha…mas conhecemos os nossos limites! Uma das leis da vida é que ela esta sempre a tentar manter o equilíbrio…e quando esse equilíbrio é afectado há sempre mudanças, ajustes que são necessários fazer para que esse equilíbrio seja restabelecido…que Deus me dê serenidade para aceitar o que não posso mudar…força para mudar o que posso e sabedoria para saber a diferença… pois, a vida não para...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-2477041616078974559?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/2477041616078974559/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=2477041616078974559' title='39 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/2477041616078974559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/2477041616078974559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/09/vida-nao-para.html' title='A vida não para...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-6362941844512096319</id><published>2010-09-10T11:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T11:37:05.358+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TIfC2vDcqjI/AAAAAAAAAm0/yc6DvYFmP5Y/s1600/RCA9AVP3YCAKCC63XCACPXTLYCAOXZ3JCCAK7ABNPCA36QEU3CANLEVNNCAMGMXDTCAIGACIYCARAQ59HCAN1FUY3CAB99OBBCAGEMEHHCA1C5GJ1CAKSS29OCAHI6I8ICACALSOGCAM37BO4CA3W3XQA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514590514338114098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TIfC2vDcqjI/AAAAAAAAAm0/yc6DvYFmP5Y/s400/RCA9AVP3YCAKCC63XCACPXTLYCAOXZ3JCCAK7ABNPCA36QEU3CANLEVNNCAMGMXDTCAIGACIYCARAQ59HCAN1FUY3CAB99OBBCAGEMEHHCA1C5GJ1CAKSS29OCAHI6I8ICACALSOGCAM37BO4CA3W3XQA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hate the way you look at me ...&lt;br /&gt;hate your perfect smile ...&lt;br /&gt;hate to love you when you hold me ...&lt;br /&gt;hate to stay happy when i see you ...&lt;br /&gt;I hate me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because can not forget you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-6362941844512096319?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/6362941844512096319/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=6362941844512096319' title='35 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/6362941844512096319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/6362941844512096319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-hate.html' title='I hate...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TIfC2vDcqjI/AAAAAAAAAm0/yc6DvYFmP5Y/s72-c/RCA9AVP3YCAKCC63XCACPXTLYCAOXZ3JCCAK7ABNPCA36QEU3CANLEVNNCAMGMXDTCAIGACIYCARAQ59HCAN1FUY3CAB99OBBCAGEMEHHCA1C5GJ1CAKSS29OCAHI6I8ICACALSOGCAM37BO4CA3W3XQA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-8293640927580323185</id><published>2010-09-06T03:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T13:53:58.698+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Não sei para onde ia…</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/THwAVw6kkXI/AAAAAAAAAmk/1jZpDYpS2Qk/s1600/imagesCAWG43S3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511280417902465394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/THwAVw6kkXI/AAAAAAAAAmk/1jZpDYpS2Qk/s400/imagesCAWG43S3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Não sei para onde ia…&lt;br /&gt;quando a tua voz se calou&lt;br /&gt;quando só restam magoas…&lt;br /&gt;ressentimentos…&lt;br /&gt;desilusões…&lt;br /&gt;não sei o que fui…ou o que sou…&lt;br /&gt;talvez para ti não passei de&lt;br /&gt;um mar de nada…&lt;br /&gt;de um céu sem estrelas…&lt;br /&gt;de um jardim sem flores…&lt;br /&gt;entrego as minhas forças&lt;br /&gt;e desisto de entender&lt;br /&gt;hoje é mais um dia comum ...&lt;br /&gt;em que o céu desabou&lt;br /&gt;em que me senti cultivada e depois destroçada.&lt;br /&gt;não sei para onde ia…&lt;br /&gt;quando tudo acabou!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/seB8E0fyES4&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/seB8E0fyES4&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-8293640927580323185?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/8293640927580323185/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=8293640927580323185' title='44 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/8293640927580323185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/8293640927580323185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/09/nao-sei-para-onde-ia.html' title='Não sei para onde ia…'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/THwAVw6kkXI/AAAAAAAAAmk/1jZpDYpS2Qk/s72-c/imagesCAWG43S3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>44</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-6195422223716317529</id><published>2010-08-31T13:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T13:13:58.181+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Espero te...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/THvmFQcJpMI/AAAAAAAAAmc/4Urhin-Pd50/s1600/vem.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 353px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511251547004708034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/THvmFQcJpMI/AAAAAAAAAmc/4Urhin-Pd50/s400/vem.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Queres me?… &lt;div align="center"&gt;nua tua?…&lt;br /&gt;Vem!…&lt;br /&gt;não demores…&lt;br /&gt;Beija me…com teus lábios safados&lt;br /&gt;Toca me…com tuas mãos macias&lt;br /&gt;Vem!..&lt;br /&gt;Enlouquece me…&lt;br /&gt;Faz o meu corpo tremer&lt;br /&gt;Faz o meu sangue ferver…&lt;br /&gt;Trilha comigo o caminho da sedução&lt;br /&gt;Faz acelerar a minha respiração…&lt;br /&gt;Vem!…&lt;br /&gt;Seduz me…&lt;br /&gt;Vem!…&lt;br /&gt;Ama me…&lt;br /&gt;Língua ardente…&lt;br /&gt;Corpos quentes&lt;br /&gt;unidos num só…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Espero te...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&lt;&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/THvlXUGdydI/AAAAAAAAAmU/Ds7CyULY0h8/s1600/FCAAILKRNCAH38OFXCADS831LCANFQXN5CAE4GZQVCAK8OU1SCAKOVVYECAABU1X7CA8QJGAGCANJOCYZCAH45ROKCA6W1J68CA3W8V5XCARL2MR6CALYHGEVCA0E9Q0XCAPO6JI6CA1E0ONSCAQ5JUQH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 177px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511250757713512914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/THvlXUGdydI/AAAAAAAAAmU/Ds7CyULY0h8/s400/FCAAILKRNCAH38OFXCADS831LCANFQXN5CAE4GZQVCAK8OU1SCAKOVVYECAABU1X7CA8QJGAGCANJOCYZCAH45ROKCA6W1J68CA3W8V5XCARL2MR6CALYHGEVCA0E9Q0XCAPO6JI6CA1E0ONSCAQ5JUQH.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-6195422223716317529?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/6195422223716317529/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=6195422223716317529' title='29 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/6195422223716317529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/6195422223716317529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/08/espero-te.html' title='Espero te...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/THvmFQcJpMI/AAAAAAAAAmc/4Urhin-Pd50/s72-c/vem.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-6731338799358350811</id><published>2010-08-26T22:13:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T22:16:38.576+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Já viste um assim? ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Já viste um assim? ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/THa4cBPkEBI/AAAAAAAAAkk/UkMB25SKELE/s1600/j.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 102px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 203px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509793985643941906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/THa4cBPkEBI/AAAAAAAAAkk/UkMB25SKELE/s400/j.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;UM POUCO FORA DO NATURAL E DO NORMAL,&lt;br /&gt;MAS ESTE É ASSIM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/THa5MR1iuNI/AAAAAAAAAk0/w0At7c-qAt8/s1600/k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509794814731925714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/THa5MR1iuNI/AAAAAAAAAk0/w0At7c-qAt8/s400/k.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acalmem-se....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/THbCL2LA-1I/AAAAAAAAAlU/mSHzmTftSv4/s1600/l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509804702910446418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/THbCL2LA-1I/AAAAAAAAAlU/mSHzmTftSv4/s400/l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trata-se de ....&lt;br /&gt;... um bebé Panda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/THbEjsyvByI/AAAAAAAAAl0/hJvBzkbjZxQ/s1600/m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 281px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509807311732803362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/THbEjsyvByI/AAAAAAAAAl0/hJvBzkbjZxQ/s400/m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/THbDCerFVGI/AAAAAAAAAlk/xVU_UBAOWgo/s1600/n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509805641495303266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/THbDCerFVGI/AAAAAAAAAlk/xVU_UBAOWgo/s400/n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Que estavam a pensar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mentes depravadas... EHEHEHEHEHEH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/THbGmh6SpoI/AAAAAAAAAl8/NTCJp4k0YCM/s1600/ha.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 187px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509809559374571138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/THbGmh6SpoI/AAAAAAAAAl8/NTCJp4k0YCM/s400/ha.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-6731338799358350811?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/6731338799358350811/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=6731338799358350811' title='30 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/6731338799358350811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/6731338799358350811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/08/ja-viste-um-assim.html' title='Já viste um assim? ...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/THa4cBPkEBI/AAAAAAAAAkk/UkMB25SKELE/s72-c/j.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-481209236307303179</id><published>2010-08-23T15:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T15:32:34.109+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nossa paixão...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/THKCZT3VdNI/AAAAAAAAAj8/X7yH_2BXs3g/s1600/imagesv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508608665568244946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/THKCZT3VdNI/AAAAAAAAAj8/X7yH_2BXs3g/s400/imagesv.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Passo minhas mãos pelo teu corpo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;percorro...exploro cada cantinho...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;até te deixar louco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;com todo o meu carinho...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;beijo te docemente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o desejo sobe...torna se forte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;corpos...suados...molhados...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;unem se...fundem se num só...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;produzindo acordes maravilhosos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tuas mãos atrevidas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;percorreram meu corpo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;um perfeito escultor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;esculpindo com desejo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as loucuras do amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;suspiros...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;arrepios...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tesão...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tão ardentes na nossa paixão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-481209236307303179?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/481209236307303179/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=481209236307303179' title='34 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/481209236307303179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/481209236307303179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/08/nossa-paixao.html' title='Nossa paixão...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/THKCZT3VdNI/AAAAAAAAAj8/X7yH_2BXs3g/s72-c/imagesv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-7281632079695840762</id><published>2010-08-20T19:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T19:20:32.332+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vamos dar uma...??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TG7Gmf2CtjI/AAAAAAAAAjs/as0R3VZjkCg/s1600/mkknho14.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507557759006193202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TG7Gmf2CtjI/AAAAAAAAAjs/as0R3VZjkCg/s400/mkknho14.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um país com 2 sílabas...&lt;br /&gt;Aconteceu realmente na rádio "TUPI FM 104,1", em São Paulo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Locutor: - "Quem fala?"&lt;br /&gt;Ouvinte: - "É o Vicente"&lt;br /&gt;Locutor: - "De onde, Vicente?"&lt;br /&gt;Ouvinte: - "Lapa!"&lt;br /&gt;Locutor: - "Olha aí, Vicente da Lapa! Valendo o kit com camiseta e CD do Edson e Hudson. Preste atenção! Qual é o país que tem duas sílabas e se pode comer uma delas? Prestou bem atenção? Há um país com 2 sílabas e 1 delas é muito boa para se comer"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dez segundos para responder:&lt;br /&gt;Ouvinte: - "CUba!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Locutor: (mudo por alguns segundos e algumas risadas no fundo). "Tá certo, senhor Vicente! Vai levar o prémio pela criatividade. Mas aqui na minha ficha estava escrito JAPÃO..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TG7FHORSIkI/AAAAAAAAAjc/2xOg2l2ZDKI/s1600/Orgasmo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507556122201039426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TG7FHORSIkI/AAAAAAAAAjc/2xOg2l2ZDKI/s400/Orgasmo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bom Fim de semana a todos...:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Beijo d'anjo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-7281632079695840762?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/7281632079695840762/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=7281632079695840762' title='19 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/7281632079695840762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/7281632079695840762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/08/vamos-dar-uma.html' title='Vamos dar uma...??'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TG7Gmf2CtjI/AAAAAAAAAjs/as0R3VZjkCg/s72-c/mkknho14.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-6217966227800386451</id><published>2010-08-16T01:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T01:42:09.530+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Renascer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TGiHHn8zWBI/AAAAAAAAAjM/pllCNaHyQsc/s1600/beijo008%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505799109513271314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TGiHHn8zWBI/AAAAAAAAAjM/pllCNaHyQsc/s400/beijo008%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quando alguém nos faz a cama&lt;br /&gt;com...&lt;br /&gt;um colchão de carinho...&lt;br /&gt;uma almofada de ternura...&lt;br /&gt;um cobertor de beijinhos... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ou... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nos mima com poemas tipo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"olho te, e na tua serenidade...&lt;br /&gt;encontro o meu bem estar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no meu olhar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;encontras a tua paz...&lt;br /&gt;fechas os teus olhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aproximo a minha face da tua...&lt;br /&gt;e...&lt;br /&gt;sondo te com um beijo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;terno...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;infinito...&lt;br /&gt;fazendo dos teus lábios os dedos a minha alma...&lt;br /&gt;que sabe a maresia e a mel...&lt;br /&gt;que reconhecem cada bocadinho de ti...&lt;br /&gt;beijo te...com a ternura do sol...&lt;br /&gt;beijo te ...com a ternura do mar...&lt;br /&gt;no beijo ao sol quando se põe...&lt;br /&gt;com a harmonia do mar quando acorda...&lt;br /&gt;sinto na tua boca ...&lt;br /&gt;o ondular do mar...&lt;br /&gt;o sabor da maresia...&lt;br /&gt;e mais não somos que pedaços...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de mar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e...&lt;br /&gt;sol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;na alegria inebriante do &lt;strong&gt;renascer...&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TGiHYxoI9lI/AAAAAAAAAjU/fZa95jc91-Q/s1600/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 354px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505799404168738386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TGiHYxoI9lI/AAAAAAAAAjU/fZa95jc91-Q/s400/blog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sim...Fui feliz contigo este fim de semama...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-6217966227800386451?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/6217966227800386451/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=6217966227800386451' title='42 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/6217966227800386451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/6217966227800386451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/08/renascer.html' title='Renascer...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TGiHHn8zWBI/AAAAAAAAAjM/pllCNaHyQsc/s72-c/beijo008%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>42</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-7708390672998588110</id><published>2010-08-08T15:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T18:37:05.532+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Voltei...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hoje,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;o sol nasceu com saudades tuas...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;o vento soprou com saudades tuas...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;os oceanos,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;os mares e os rios...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;beijaram a terra...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;com saudades tuas...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hoje até a própria saudade...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;teve saudades tuas,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;a vegetação da serra...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;o azul do céu...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;todo o universo sentiram saudades tuas...!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tudo...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;porque eu estou com saudades TUAS...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A magia da vida ensinou me a acreditar que não importa a hora...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;o dia...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ou o mês...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;a qualquer momento...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;podemos encontrar alguém especial...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;No pouco tempo que estivemos juntos...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ambos soubemos deixar uma marca muito simples...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mas ao mesmo tempo tão profunda...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;esta paisagem, está na minha memoria...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;e tu estás...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;em meu coração...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TEBZn3R_KyI/AAAAAAAAAic/bbNwKSoXDHA/s1600/port.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494490086781168418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TEBZn3R_KyI/AAAAAAAAAic/bbNwKSoXDHA/s400/port.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Houve um vazio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;que tu estás a tentar preencher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e eu estou a gostar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Voltei...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-7708390672998588110?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/7708390672998588110/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=7708390672998588110' title='41 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/7708390672998588110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/7708390672998588110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/08/voltei.html' title='Voltei...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TEBZn3R_KyI/AAAAAAAAAic/bbNwKSoXDHA/s72-c/port.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>41</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-3790933721720048220</id><published>2010-07-18T15:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T15:57:04.690+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sobrou...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do nosso amor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dos nossos momentos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;das nossas manhãs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;das nossas tardes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;das nossas noites...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;das nossas promessas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dos nossos beijos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;das nossas conversas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dos nossos desejos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dos nossos sonhos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de ti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de mim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de nós...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sobrou...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sobrou tanto...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas tanto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;vazio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TEG6oD0vRQI/AAAAAAAAAis/p4f988NpnyE/s1600/vazio.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494878217752757506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TEG6oD0vRQI/AAAAAAAAAis/p4f988NpnyE/s400/vazio.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Vou...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TEMUrWNB8hI/AAAAAAAAAi8/kattCD8QASs/s1600/pausa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 257px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495258705249301010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TEMUrWNB8hI/AAAAAAAAAi8/kattCD8QASs/s400/pausa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-3790933721720048220?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/3790933721720048220/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=3790933721720048220' title='45 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/3790933721720048220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/3790933721720048220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/07/sobrou.html' title='Sobrou...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TEG6oD0vRQI/AAAAAAAAAis/p4f988NpnyE/s72-c/vazio.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>45</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-4284691812670805611</id><published>2010-07-13T21:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T21:20:37.846+01:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TDcLc9xTEHI/AAAAAAAAAiU/CXE2sW7gl7c/s1600/14808850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491870862847185010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TDcLc9xTEHI/AAAAAAAAAiU/CXE2sW7gl7c/s400/14808850.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;És paixão que não foi esquecida&lt;br /&gt;silêncio que não apaga&lt;/div&gt;a dor só adormecida ...&lt;br /&gt;sentir-te...&lt;br /&gt;sem te poder tocar&lt;br /&gt;eu sigo o vazio que há dentro de mim&lt;br /&gt;no mar do teu corpo&lt;br /&gt;naveguei sem parar&lt;br /&gt;só me resta recordar...&lt;br /&gt;guardo no peito a marca dessa ferida&lt;br /&gt;agora sobram cicatrizes&lt;br /&gt;de um passado adormecido&lt;br /&gt;tento não te procurar&lt;br /&gt;e esquecer o teu olhar... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-4284691812670805611?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/4284691812670805611/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=4284691812670805611' title='39 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/4284691812670805611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/4284691812670805611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TDcLc9xTEHI/AAAAAAAAAiU/CXE2sW7gl7c/s72-c/14808850.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-4853012799419603496</id><published>2010-07-09T14:57:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T15:00:43.676+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O miúdo do restaurante!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TDRX4DWIaeI/AAAAAAAAAiM/g59JEpu3dxM/s1600/rest1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491110466153900514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TDRX4DWIaeI/AAAAAAAAAiM/g59JEpu3dxM/s400/rest1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Entrei apressada e com muita fome no restaurante. Escolhi uma mesa&lt;br /&gt;bem&lt;br /&gt;afastada do movimento, porque queria aproveitar os poucos minutos&lt;br /&gt;que&lt;br /&gt;dispunha naquele dia, para comer e acertar alguns bugs de&lt;br /&gt;programação num&lt;br /&gt;sistema que estava a desenvolver, além de planear a minha viagem&lt;br /&gt;de férias,&lt;br /&gt;coisa que há tempos que não sei o que são.&lt;br /&gt;Pedi um filete de salmão com &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alcaparras&lt;/span&gt; em manteiga, uma salada e&lt;br /&gt;um sumo&lt;br /&gt;de&lt;br /&gt;laranja, afinal de contas fome é fome, mas regime é regime não é?&lt;br /&gt;Abri o meu portátil e apanhei um susto com aquela voz &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;baixinha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atrás de mim:&lt;br /&gt;- Senhora, não tem umas &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;moedinhas&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;- Não tenho, menino.&lt;br /&gt;- Só uma &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;moedinha&lt;/span&gt; para comprar um pão.&lt;br /&gt;- Está bem, eu compro um.&lt;br /&gt;Para variar, a minha caixa de entrada está cheia de e-mail.&lt;br /&gt;Fico distraída a ver poesias, as formatações lindas, rindo com as&lt;br /&gt;piadas&lt;br /&gt;malucas.&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Essa música leva-me até Londres e às boas lembranças de tempos&lt;br /&gt;áureos.&lt;br /&gt;- Senhora, peça para colocar margarina e queijo.&lt;br /&gt;Percebo nessa altura que o menino tinha ficado ali.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;. Vou pedir, mas depois deixas-me trabalhar, estou muito&lt;br /&gt;ocupada, está&lt;br /&gt;bem?&lt;br /&gt;Chega a minha refeição e com ela o meu mal-estar. Faço o pedido do&lt;br /&gt;menino, e&lt;br /&gt;o empregado pergunta-me se quero que mande o menino ir embora.&lt;br /&gt;O peso na consciência, impedem-me&lt;br /&gt;de o dizer.&lt;br /&gt;Digo que está tudo bem. Deixe-o ficar. Que traga o pão e, mais uma&lt;br /&gt;refeição&lt;br /&gt;decente para ele.&lt;br /&gt;Então sentou-se à minha frente e perguntou:&lt;br /&gt;- Senhora o que está fazer?&lt;br /&gt;- Estou a ler uns e-mail.&lt;br /&gt;- O que são e-mail?&lt;br /&gt;- São mensagens electrónicas mandadas por pessoas via Internet&lt;br /&gt;(sabia que&lt;br /&gt;ele não ia entender nada, mas, a título de livrar-me de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;questionários&lt;/span&gt; desses):&lt;br /&gt;- É como se fosse uma&lt;br /&gt;Carta, só que via Internet.&lt;br /&gt;- Senhora você tem Internet?&lt;br /&gt;- Tenho sim, essencial no mundo de hoje.&lt;br /&gt;- O que é Internet ?&lt;br /&gt;- É um local no computador, onde podemos ver e ouvir muitas&lt;br /&gt;coisas,&lt;br /&gt;notícias, músicas, conhecer pessoas, ler, escrever, sonhar,&lt;br /&gt;trabalhar,&lt;br /&gt;aprender. Tem de tudo no mundo virtual.&lt;br /&gt;- E o que é virtual?&lt;br /&gt;Resolvo dar uma explicação simplificada, sabendo com certeza que&lt;br /&gt;ele pouco&lt;br /&gt;vai entender e deixar-me-ia almoçar,&lt;br /&gt;sem culpas.&lt;br /&gt;- Virtual é um local que imaginamos, algo que não podemos tocar,&lt;br /&gt;apanhar,&lt;br /&gt;pegar... é lá que criamos um monte de coisas que gostaríamos de&lt;br /&gt;fazer.&lt;br /&gt;Criamos as nossas fantasias, transformamos o mundo em quase como&lt;br /&gt;queríamos&lt;br /&gt;que fosse.&lt;br /&gt;- Que bom isso. Gostei!&lt;br /&gt;- Menino, entendeste o significado da palavra virtual?&lt;br /&gt;- Sim, também vivo neste mundo virtual.&lt;br /&gt;- Tens computador?! - Exclamo eu!!!&lt;br /&gt;- Não, mas o meu mundo também é&lt;br /&gt;vivido dessa maneira...Virtual.&lt;br /&gt;A minha mãe fica todo dia fora, chega muito tarde, quase não a&lt;br /&gt;vejo,&lt;br /&gt;enquanto eu fico a cuidar do meu irmão pequeno que vive a chorar&lt;br /&gt;de fome e&lt;br /&gt;eu dou-lhe água para ele pensar que é sopa, a minha irmã mais&lt;br /&gt;velha sai todo&lt;br /&gt;dia também, diz que vai vender o corpo, mas não entendo, porque&lt;br /&gt;ela volta&lt;br /&gt;sempre com o corpo, o meu pai está na cadeia há muito tempo, mas&lt;br /&gt;imagino&lt;br /&gt;sempre a nossa família toda junta em casa, muita comida, muitos&lt;br /&gt;brinquedos&lt;br /&gt;de natal e eu a estudar na escola para vir a ser um médico um dia.&lt;br /&gt;Isto é virtual não é senhora???&lt;br /&gt;Fechei o&lt;br /&gt;portátil, mas não fui a tempo de impedir que as lágrimas&lt;br /&gt;caíssem&lt;br /&gt;sobre o teclado.&lt;br /&gt;Esperei que o menino acabasse de literalmente 'devorar' o prato&lt;br /&gt;dele,&lt;br /&gt;paguei, e dei-lhe o troco, que me retribuiu com um dos mais belos&lt;br /&gt;e sinceros&lt;br /&gt;sorrisos que já recebi na vida e com um&lt;br /&gt;'Brigado senhora, você é muito simpática!'.&lt;br /&gt;Ali, naquele instante, tive a maior prova do &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;virtualismo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insensato em que&lt;br /&gt;vivemos todos os dias, enquanto a realidade cruel nos rodeia de&lt;br /&gt;verdade e&lt;br /&gt;fazemos de conta que não&lt;br /&gt;percebemos! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Esta historia não é  minha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;podia ser...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;minha...tua...ou de qualquer um de nós...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;li...gostei...e decidi partilhar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;espero que gostem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beijo d'anjo a todos que visitam o meu cantinho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-4853012799419603496?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/4853012799419603496/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=4853012799419603496' title='30 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/4853012799419603496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/4853012799419603496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/07/o-miudo-do-restaurante.html' title='O miúdo do restaurante!'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TDRX4DWIaeI/AAAAAAAAAiM/g59JEpu3dxM/s72-c/rest1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-5248998042165567853</id><published>2010-07-05T00:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T00:20:32.893+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tudo passa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Há magoas que teimam em não passar…&lt;br /&gt;Tudo passa…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sim...&lt;br /&gt;não duvido...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TBy3O1YIIfI/AAAAAAAAAgk/3_Er9fUbEBU/s1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 177px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484459911704748530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TBy3O1YIIfI/AAAAAAAAAgk/3_Er9fUbEBU/s400/7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o problema é o entretanto…&lt;br /&gt;custa que se farta…&lt;br /&gt;O que irrita é não conseguir controlar as emoções…&lt;br /&gt;e ser se traída pelo coração…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TBy3jurlLyI/AAAAAAAAAgs/6Spdqtcx9fo/s1600/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 127px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 118px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484460270684548898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TBy3jurlLyI/AAAAAAAAAgs/6Spdqtcx9fo/s400/9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luto…&lt;br /&gt;luto conta tudo…&lt;br /&gt;mas...&lt;br /&gt;não posso lutar contra o que sinto…&lt;br /&gt;Sinto me tão bem contigo…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas...&lt;br /&gt;quero esconder bem fundo os meus sentimentos…&lt;br /&gt;Admito que apesar de tudo aquilo que nos separa…&lt;br /&gt;não consigo evitar o que nos uniu…&lt;br /&gt;posso discutir…&lt;br /&gt;posso fugir…&lt;br /&gt;mas não posso apagar a nossa relação… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TCN_vvkX72I/AAAAAAAAAhc/MgVBYJoNhaY/s1600/tenh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 393px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486369229267005282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TCN_vvkX72I/AAAAAAAAAhc/MgVBYJoNhaY/s400/tenh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-5248998042165567853?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/5248998042165567853/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=5248998042165567853' title='43 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/5248998042165567853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/5248998042165567853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/06/tudo-passa.html' title='Tudo passa...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TBy3O1YIIfI/AAAAAAAAAgk/3_Er9fUbEBU/s72-c/7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>43</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-6537809196274255387</id><published>2010-07-02T02:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T15:04:55.409+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Desafio...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TC0qqPq2_EI/AAAAAAAAAh8/hgghgYi5QLg/s1600/desafio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 317px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489090426083671106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TC0qqPq2_EI/AAAAAAAAAh8/hgghgYi5QLg/s400/desafio.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Recebi este desafio dos amigos: DoiSabores...&lt;strong&gt;http://doisabores.blogspot.com/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O desafio consiste em revelar 6 coisas que vocês desconhecem de mim...aqui vão;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1:&lt;/strong&gt;Adoro passar horas na praia a olhar o mar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2:&lt;/strong&gt;Gosto de ler...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3:&lt;/strong&gt;Detesto cerveja...mas...vinho verde...venha ele:)bem fresquinho...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4:&lt;/strong&gt;Tenho 1,60m...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5:&lt;/strong&gt;Fumo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6:&lt;/strong&gt;Peso 50 kg...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Agora passo o desafio a 6 amigos...esta também é tarefa dicifil...mas...cá vão;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pudescritora.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://pudescritora.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://condedjuan64.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;http://angelonthedark.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://listadesonhos.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;http://listadesonhos.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sorrisodegeia.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;http://sorrisodegeia.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dilsantos.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;http://dilsantos.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quem quiser mostrar se um pouco mais...sinta se a vontade para aceitar o desafio...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BEIJO D'ANJO a todos que visitam o meu cantinho &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-6537809196274255387?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TC0qqPq2_EI/AAAAAAAAAh8/hgghgYi5QLg/s72-c/desafio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-3206279150074537470</id><published>2010-06-28T16:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T16:51:57.891+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Coração...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TBzNQeKOgXI/AAAAAAAAAhU/Ex4BFmZJ6h8/s1600/JCAF8IDG6CATWALNXCAA760VICAFUXAVLCA5DJZE1CAF3QAD4CAFGVT8RCA43BZ4QCAO223N7CAMUY3OBCA94KXNDCANMLHZ6CA3X2B28CANW3NL4CAZAYI09CA9NOQCHCAHBU61YCAM9GSNICAKFF4FA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 182px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484484129087979890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TBzNQeKOgXI/AAAAAAAAAhU/Ex4BFmZJ6h8/s400/JCAF8IDG6CATWALNXCAA760VICAFUXAVLCA5DJZE1CAF3QAD4CAFGVT8RCA43BZ4QCAO223N7CAMUY3OBCA94KXNDCANMLHZ6CA3X2B28CANW3NL4CAZAYI09CA9NOQCHCAHBU61YCAM9GSNICAKFF4FA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Coração!&lt;br /&gt;Porque é que foste amar alguém assim?&lt;br /&gt;não pensas te em mim...&lt;br /&gt;Não te importas te com meu sofrimento&lt;br /&gt;Entregaste te sem pensar no fim&lt;br /&gt;Viveste o presente…&lt;br /&gt;e achaste que tudo era para sempre&lt;br /&gt;Grande erro que cometes te!!&lt;br /&gt;O meu sonho era um amor eterno…&lt;br /&gt;Há uma sensação em mim…&lt;br /&gt;alma triste&lt;br /&gt;Vagueia no jardim…&lt;br /&gt;Onde plantaste rosas…&lt;br /&gt;E eu só colhi espinhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TBzMs3oxFLI/AAAAAAAAAhM/X4TKqSrTduU/s1600/PMCAVF7V7ICA0DQ5H8CA7WAARICA6OJTR6CAVK1JZWCA6RYE4ICAMKYVMQCAITXGZNCAPJY5BDCALEDETFCAEC4F5RCA3RLC3SCAWBFRMOCAV74AGYCAFEEON9CAGHKWUQCAU02X7LCALUI9ERCAVSO5ZB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 129px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 97px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484483517451670706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TBzMs3oxFLI/AAAAAAAAAhM/X4TKqSrTduU/s400/PMCAVF7V7ICA0DQ5H8CA7WAARICA6OJTR6CAVK1JZWCA6RYE4ICAMKYVMQCAITXGZNCAPJY5BDCALEDETFCAEC4F5RCA3RLC3SCAWBFRMOCAV74AGYCAFEEON9CAGHKWUQCAU02X7LCALUI9ERCAVSO5ZB.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fantasmas visitam a solidão&lt;br /&gt;Tristeza em mim&lt;br /&gt;Pobre coração&lt;br /&gt;Como foste amar alguém assim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-3206279150074537470?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/3206279150074537470/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=3206279150074537470' title='33 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/3206279150074537470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/3206279150074537470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-656698922292568214</id><published>2010-06-21T18:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T18:18:17.164+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Desculpa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TBzC-cmv9YI/AAAAAAAAAg8/uMdif5qSqVE/s1600/DESCULPA2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484472824316818818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TBzC-cmv9YI/AAAAAAAAAg8/uMdif5qSqVE/s400/DESCULPA2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não fiques á espera nada de mim&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes eu sou triste ou feliz&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes nem eu sei quem sou&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa…&lt;br /&gt;eu já sofri demais por amor&lt;br /&gt;Não te estou a comparar&lt;br /&gt;Mas…&lt;br /&gt;eu tenho traumas para esquecer&lt;br /&gt;tu queres fazer com que eu esqueça&lt;br /&gt;E viva um novo amor…&lt;br /&gt;o teu amor&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu ainda não me libertei…&lt;br /&gt;E não me quero entregar…&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa…&lt;br /&gt;Mas não te consigo amar&lt;br /&gt;Queres fazer com que esqueça&lt;br /&gt;Tudo o que sofri…&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa&lt;br /&gt;Se te faço sofrer a ti…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-656698922292568214?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/656698922292568214/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=656698922292568214' title='51 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/656698922292568214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/656698922292568214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/06/desculpa.html' title='Desculpa...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TBzC-cmv9YI/AAAAAAAAAg8/uMdif5qSqVE/s72-c/DESCULPA2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>51</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-1931275456183598994</id><published>2010-06-15T16:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T16:47:45.028+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O importante é o que somos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TBeffhPyxNI/AAAAAAAAAgc/-BVfnk9ygP0/s1600/jantar-romantico.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483026435196241106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TBeffhPyxNI/AAAAAAAAAgc/-BVfnk9ygP0/s400/jantar-romantico.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adorei o jantar ao luar…&lt;br /&gt;Vagabundos dos amores...&lt;br /&gt;Fico com medo que o sonho acabe…&lt;br /&gt;estou demasiado farta e habituada a desilusões…&lt;br /&gt;Sei que...&lt;br /&gt;Só nos desiludimos…&lt;br /&gt;quando nos iludimos…&lt;br /&gt;Não quero iludir me mais…&lt;br /&gt;para não me voltar a desiludir..&lt;br /&gt;Não quero seguir sempre os meus impulsos…&lt;br /&gt;nem sempre estão certos…&lt;br /&gt;Nós nunca tomamos conta da vida…&lt;br /&gt;a vida estranhamente é que toma sempre conta de nós…&lt;br /&gt;o que importa não é o que nós temos…&lt;br /&gt;mas…&lt;br /&gt;sim o que nós somos…&lt;br /&gt;e quem somos…&lt;br /&gt;é quem conhecemos…&lt;br /&gt;com quem falamos…&lt;br /&gt;não te impressiones com aquilo que eu tenho…&lt;br /&gt;impressiona te pelo que eu sou…e o que sou pode ser tudo teu…&lt;br /&gt;basta queres...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TBecFMaDCNI/AAAAAAAAAgE/7HkWhIApEwM/s1600/imagesCAGZGJEF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 183px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 137px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483022684390623442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TBecFMaDCNI/AAAAAAAAAgE/7HkWhIApEwM/s400/imagesCAGZGJEF.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-1931275456183598994?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/1931275456183598994/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=1931275456183598994' title='41 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/1931275456183598994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/1931275456183598994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/06/o-importante-e-o-que-somos.html' title='O importante é o que somos...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TBeffhPyxNI/AAAAAAAAAgc/-BVfnk9ygP0/s72-c/jantar-romantico.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>41</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-3209969299818218438</id><published>2010-06-04T13:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T13:47:53.522+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Abro os olhos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TAjjyIzA64I/AAAAAAAAAfs/8a-K0ZEk63s/s1600/imagesCA5WD8M7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 186px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 141px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478879397190626178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TAjjyIzA64I/AAAAAAAAAfs/8a-K0ZEk63s/s400/imagesCA5WD8M7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fecho os olhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;procuro te...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pinto os meus pensamentos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;com cores vivas e alegres...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;desenho os meus sonhos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;estás ao meu lado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;desejo te sem culpa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;os meus sonhos são obras primas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o que sinto...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fala mais alto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;do que o que eu penso...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;isto de olhos fechados...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Abro os olhos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TAjkWaXTfeI/AAAAAAAAAf0/HWsjYFm2Vuo/s1600/imagesCAIMRHF1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 113px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478880020381531618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TAjkWaXTfeI/AAAAAAAAAf0/HWsjYFm2Vuo/s400/imagesCAIMRHF1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; minha realidade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tanta saudade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;um amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que o tempo não levou...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;um abandono que me tortura...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pedaços da minha alma &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;roubados...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pensamentos desfeitos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sonhos inacabados...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TAjl03qOAgI/AAAAAAAAAf8/kVFtBY0XkFA/s1600/QPCANXXM0ICAQI0YJNCAPWF9TPCAIZE8PHCANT3OGHCA4GGGIECAZC8YN1CACI1883CATUNWESCAQOVJW0CAVKIK3NCAPX4Z1SCANTMQE6CAII0LGZCAGP3JJGCAYV28ATCAN7BEXVCAHH5H60CA284S41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 161px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 154px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478881643153195522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TAjl03qOAgI/AAAAAAAAAf8/kVFtBY0XkFA/s400/QPCANXXM0ICAQI0YJNCAPWF9TPCAIZE8PHCANT3OGHCA4GGGIECAZC8YN1CACI1883CATUNWESCAQOVJW0CAVKIK3NCAPX4Z1SCANTMQE6CAII0LGZCAGP3JJGCAYV28ATCAN7BEXVCAHH5H60CA284S41.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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olhos...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TAjjyIzA64I/AAAAAAAAAfs/8a-K0ZEk63s/s72-c/imagesCA5WD8M7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>44</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-4910521862126067858</id><published>2010-05-31T15:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T17:54:23.358+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamento...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TAO0pns9MgI/AAAAAAAAAfk/fpsRLocY7k8/s1600/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 191px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477420198937833986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TAO0pns9MgI/AAAAAAAAAfk/fpsRLocY7k8/s400/14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Quando estás comigo…&lt;br /&gt;Cresce a minha esperança&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração não esta vazio…&lt;br /&gt;Vem em mim toda a lembrança&lt;br /&gt;cresce o amor na minha alma…&lt;br /&gt;É o teu toque que me faz arrepiar...&lt;br /&gt;que me faz renascer...&lt;br /&gt;que me faz acordar...&lt;br /&gt;Tu és apenas o que eu quero&lt;br /&gt;És o meu raio de luz&lt;br /&gt;O ar que respiro…&lt;br /&gt;És o único pensamento&lt;br /&gt;que tem importância na minha cabeça…&lt;br /&gt;prioritário…&lt;br /&gt;contraditório…&lt;br /&gt;a minha cabeça diz para eu fazer uma coisa…&lt;br /&gt;mas…&lt;br /&gt;o meu coração manda me fazer outra…&lt;br /&gt;aii...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;meu eterno dilema…&lt;br /&gt;como é que eu tiro este pensamento da minha cabeça…?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Desde o principio dos tempos se diz que o amor vence tudo…quebra todas as barreiras…mas...essa é só uma ideia romântica…foi criada para fazer romances…novela…filmes…ilusões de um coração…!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-4910521862126067858?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/4910521862126067858/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=4910521862126067858' title='31 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/4910521862126067858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/4910521862126067858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/05/pensamento.html' title='Pensamento...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/TAO0pns9MgI/AAAAAAAAAfk/fpsRLocY7k8/s72-c/14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-6880087659919960971</id><published>2010-05-25T22:17:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T22:35:26.597+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Roleta Russa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="660" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZQ2nCGawrSY&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZQ2nCGawrSY&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respira...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;respira fundo&lt;br /&gt;Acalma-te...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;diz me ele!&lt;br /&gt;Se jogares...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;joga para ganhar ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dá para ver o meu coração bater&lt;br /&gt;Dá para ver pelo meu peito&lt;br /&gt;Ele diz para fechar os olhos&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes ajuda&lt;br /&gt;A minha vida passa diante dos meus olhos&lt;br /&gt;E eu pergunto me se algum dia voltarei a ver o sol nascer novamente&lt;br /&gt;Tantos não tem a chance de dizer adeus&lt;br /&gt;Mas é tarde demais para aumentar o valor da minha vida... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-6880087659919960971?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-3177272513974813168</id><published>2010-05-20T00:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T00:12:39.148+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonhos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S_RpX2oHN-I/AAAAAAAAAfY/j7Gil7TsDq4/s1600/51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473115305683662818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S_RpX2oHN-I/AAAAAAAAAfY/j7Gil7TsDq4/s400/51.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Nas estrelas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;procurei te...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nos meus sonhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;te encontrei...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;em cada estrela...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;uma lágrima...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;uma saudade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;em cada sonho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;um sorriso...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;uma entrega...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;uma realidade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;os meus sonhos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tinham os dias contados...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a linda lua cheia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;será a fuga dos meus olhos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tento escapar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;das tuas lembranças...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;daquele nosso tempo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;em que o mundo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eram apenas sonhos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sonhos...meus...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sonhos...teus...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sonhos...nossos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;estas lembranças...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fortalecem a saudade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;torturam o meu coração...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-3177272513974813168?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/3177272513974813168/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=3177272513974813168' title='39 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-3233622620567796068</id><published>2010-05-13T23:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T23:47:55.407+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Percebo te...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S-xy8N7lpsI/AAAAAAAAAew/ywHt8RWF2Zc/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 278px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470874026205619906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S-xy8N7lpsI/AAAAAAAAAew/ywHt8RWF2Zc/s400/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;Percebo te…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eu sei muito sobre sofrimento…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tive vários problemas na vida…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que me fizeram sofrer… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que me fizeram crescer também…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sei quando estamos tristes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sem…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;caminho sem vontade…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as vezes pensamos que ninguém gosta de nós…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que vivemos sós neste mundo…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quantas vezes dou por mim a pensar...:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e sinto…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que toda a minha vida foi um erro…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nós podemos sempre fazer as coisas de forma diferente…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nos temos liberdade de escolha…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o que acontece muitas vezes é que tomamos as decisões erradas…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;por medo de sofrer…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ou fazer os outros sofrer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o que acontece…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;é que o preço que pagamos é demasiado alto…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;apesar de na altura pensar mos estar a fazer o que nos parece melhor…&lt;br /&gt;por vezes apetece me morrer…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quando as pessoas morrem não sofrem…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e sofrer dói no peito…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;parece que tenho uma faca espetada no peito…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a tirar me o ar…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Temos que aprender a viver um dia como se fosse o ultimo…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quando alguma coisa nos corre mal…aprendemos isso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;depois esquece mo nos…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S-yBFSBj6SI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/-bGNeVP8Wp0/s1600/cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 113px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470889575086024994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S-yBFSBj6SI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/-bGNeVP8Wp0/s400/cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S-yA35YmsDI/AAAAAAAAAfI/jqMgzUnYFq0/s1600/CORAO_~"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-3233622620567796068?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/3233622620567796068/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=3233622620567796068' title='37 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/3233622620567796068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/3233622620567796068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/05/percebo-te.html' title='Percebo te...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S-xy8N7lpsI/AAAAAAAAAew/ywHt8RWF2Zc/s72-c/5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-673476074745682754</id><published>2010-05-10T20:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T20:54:03.758+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouve...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S-hYLXrLaQI/AAAAAAAAAeo/2gwaqYWaHlc/s1600/b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 195px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469718699798391042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S-hYLXrLaQI/AAAAAAAAAeo/2gwaqYWaHlc/s400/b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ouve…&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou sozinha numa encruzilhada&lt;br /&gt;E eu tentei…&lt;br /&gt;e tentei dizer te&lt;br /&gt;O que estava na minha cabeça&lt;br /&gt;e tu sabes que tentei…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Agora...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Cansei me de acreditar em ti&lt;br /&gt;tu não sabes o que eu estou a sentir ...&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou mais do que o tu fizeste de mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouve.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o som do meu interior&lt;br /&gt;A hora chegou…&lt;br /&gt;Para os meus sonhos serem ouvidos&lt;br /&gt;Eles não serão postos de lado&lt;br /&gt;ou transformados em teus…&lt;br /&gt;Tudo…&lt;br /&gt;porque tu nunca me ouviste &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-673476074745682754?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/673476074745682754/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=673476074745682754' title='26 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/673476074745682754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/673476074745682754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/05/ouve.html' title='Ouve...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S-hYLXrLaQI/AAAAAAAAAeo/2gwaqYWaHlc/s72-c/b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-837282070565182635</id><published>2010-05-06T21:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T21:44:50.157+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Deixas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S-Me3GASGvI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/TzrnSbpkMaM/s1600/49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 221px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468248304411351794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S-Me3GASGvI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/TzrnSbpkMaM/s400/49.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixa me beijar te com carinho…&lt;br /&gt;Delirar de prazer junto de ti&lt;br /&gt;Deixa me numa loucura sem fim&lt;br /&gt;Beija me tu ardentemente…&lt;br /&gt;Deixa me ouvir a tua respiração&lt;br /&gt;Escuta tu o palpitar do meu coração…&lt;br /&gt;Que bate descompassado…&lt;br /&gt;Quer entregar se…e render se ao teu amor…&lt;br /&gt;Deixa me…DEIXAS AMOR?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-837282070565182635?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/837282070565182635/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=837282070565182635' title='31 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/837282070565182635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/837282070565182635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/05/deixas.html' title='Deixas?'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S-Me3GASGvI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/TzrnSbpkMaM/s72-c/49.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-6549392107490906616</id><published>2010-05-01T11:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T12:59:51.413+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudades...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S9wAN9kNg8I/AAAAAAAAAeI/kdIlsN2cr3Q/s1600/imagesCAHNHWHA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 113px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466244287585682370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S9wAN9kNg8I/AAAAAAAAAeI/kdIlsN2cr3Q/s400/imagesCAHNHWHA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meu coração fala alto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;grita teu nome...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;não me sais do pensamento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sinto saudades...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;das noites ao luar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dos nossos sonhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;do brilho do teu olhar ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o tempo levou...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;deixou saudades ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;saudades de ti...em mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;meu coração te procura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;numa procura sem fim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;procura te em sonhos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;só te encontra no meu pensamento...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o meu coração dói de saudades tuas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S9v_djYnRBI/AAAAAAAAAeA/AvcXkRBO6Tw/s1600/f_heartIIbycam_6ac827a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 343px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466243455923995666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S9v_djYnRBI/AAAAAAAAAeA/AvcXkRBO6Tw/s400/f_heartIIbycam_6ac827a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-6549392107490906616?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/6549392107490906616/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=6549392107490906616' title='39 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/6549392107490906616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/6549392107490906616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/05/saudades.html' title='Saudades...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S9wAN9kNg8I/AAAAAAAAAeI/kdIlsN2cr3Q/s72-c/imagesCAHNHWHA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-5955830302597952710</id><published>2010-04-28T14:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T15:06:36.411+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Prometido é devido...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S9SFIvgPTPI/AAAAAAAAAd4/gdRjB8j13lU/s1600/rachel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464138633144388850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S9SFIvgPTPI/AAAAAAAAAd4/gdRjB8j13lU/s400/rachel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Recebi este selo da minha amiga Rachel...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://whisperinnights.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;é com todo o carinho que o aceito...e te digo &lt;strong&gt;obrigado&lt;/strong&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;Tal como a maioria dos selinhos vêem acompanhados de regras...então cá vamos nós...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1ª Dizer dois defeitos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Refilona&lt;br /&gt;.Preguiçosa (tem dias)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2ªDuas qualidades...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pedi a um amigo que me enumerasse 2 qualidades minhas...aqui estão:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Confidente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.Amiga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3ªFalar uma música que seja ou esteja sendo a trilha sonora da sua vida...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Beyoncé- Halo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4-Por fim,dizer uma frase que você usa como mantra... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"O verdadeiro amor é aquele que permanece sempre, se a ele damos tudo ou se lhe recusamos tudo."&lt;br /&gt;ohann Goethe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bem...desafio cumprido...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por fim tenho que dedicar este selinho a seis blogues amigos... os quais espero que aceitem o desafio tal como eu...:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cá vão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://segredodalua.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;http://antonio-sou-eu.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;http://reflexoeseoutrasdivagacoes.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;http://abstrata-amor.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;http://saudade-saboramar.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;http://doisabores.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos que vêem ao meu cantinho são merecedores deste selo...Mas...diz que é regra escolher seis...pois bem eu cumpri...mas se desejarem sintam-se á vontade para o levar é vosso! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"DESISTIR JAMAIS...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-5955830302597952710?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/5955830302597952710/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=5955830302597952710' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/5955830302597952710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/5955830302597952710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/04/prometido-e-devido.html' title='Prometido é devido...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S9SFIvgPTPI/AAAAAAAAAd4/gdRjB8j13lU/s72-c/rachel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-4849863305359513349</id><published>2010-04-24T19:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T19:58:22.876+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sente...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S9M-TN5SFkI/AAAAAAAAAdw/hL_mOdmUhfI/s1600/imagesCAGZGJEF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 175px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463779272798901826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S9M-TN5SFkI/AAAAAAAAAdw/hL_mOdmUhfI/s400/imagesCAGZGJEF.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fecha os olhos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;escuta o silencio da minha voz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sente o bater do meu coração...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a batida é forte...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;torna se veloz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quando estás perto de mim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fazes parte de quem eu sou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o amor é assim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e o que sinto por ti em nada mudou...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sente...que ainda te amo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-4849863305359513349?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/4849863305359513349/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=4849863305359513349' title='23 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/4849863305359513349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/4849863305359513349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/04/sente.html' title='Sente...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S9M-TN5SFkI/AAAAAAAAAdw/hL_mOdmUhfI/s72-c/imagesCAGZGJEF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-13827095839763111</id><published>2010-04-17T14:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T20:25:50.804+01:00</updated><title type='text'>vem...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S8mo8C3pw6I/AAAAAAAAAdk/aJU5usKW60Q/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461081772679349154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S8mo8C3pw6I/AAAAAAAAAdk/aJU5usKW60Q/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meus lábios queimam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de desejo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pelo teu beijo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;meus seios anseiam o teu toque...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mata me o desejo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;meu corpo espera louco pelo teu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;possui me agora...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vamos fazer amor como outrora...&lt;br /&gt;vem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vamos deixar nos render...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quero te sentir...te ter...te AMAR...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vem...VENS?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S8moOwN2iuI/AAAAAAAAAdc/Fugzi0eP4yE/s1600/5CA3YD80JCAA9NJ0LCA4NH2DHCA3H5I2ECA9FN0WXCAWLUAJ1CAFYCJFICARPOPXQCAZ143ZECA0VM8TQCAB49D43CALSBNGKCAWTDCDPCA8GTJ7ACA4GNLKVCAWGHYKSCAGFX165CA7IQDIFCAGNQ8YL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 118px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 93px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461080994578074338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S8moOwN2iuI/AAAAAAAAAdc/Fugzi0eP4yE/s400/5CA3YD80JCAA9NJ0LCA4NH2DHCA3H5I2ECA9FN0WXCAWLUAJ1CAFYCJFICARPOPXQCAZ143ZECA0VM8TQCAB49D43CALSBNGKCAWTDCDPCA8GTJ7ACA4GNLKVCAWGHYKSCAGFX165CA7IQDIFCAGNQ8YL.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-13827095839763111?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/13827095839763111/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=13827095839763111' title='41 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/13827095839763111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/13827095839763111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/04/vem.html' title='vem...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S8mo8C3pw6I/AAAAAAAAAdk/aJU5usKW60Q/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>41</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-4478290904709833727</id><published>2010-04-09T02:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T04:03:39.275+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Amar dói...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S7-uCIO_gvI/AAAAAAAAAdU/KzKC5qwtbYo/s1600/CORAO_~1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 295px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458272624989668082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S7-uCIO_gvI/AAAAAAAAAdU/KzKC5qwtbYo/s400/CORAO_~1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amar dói...&lt;br /&gt;quando o que era colorido e iluminado...&lt;br /&gt;se torna frio, cinzento e chuvoso...&lt;br /&gt;A minha cabeça fervilha...&lt;br /&gt;com sentimentos...e emoções...&lt;br /&gt;estar sem ti...é como se me faltasse metade de mim...sinto me desfalcada...&lt;br /&gt;o meu coração está magoado e triste...escuto a sua voz...ele&lt;br /&gt;diz me que...no fim restará a lembrança...até que no fim do fim...&lt;br /&gt;restará a indiferença...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e que aí voltarei a ser feliz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-4478290904709833727?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/4478290904709833727/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=4478290904709833727' title='39 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/4478290904709833727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/4478290904709833727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/04/amar-doi.html' title='Amar dói...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S7-uCIO_gvI/AAAAAAAAAdU/KzKC5qwtbYo/s72-c/CORAO_~1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-2929837277551395173</id><published>2010-04-05T20:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T20:40:33.057+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Impossível...não sei...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S7o8W_D4PmI/AAAAAAAAAdM/7htQsVek_3o/s1600/ir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 168px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456740264095268450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S7o8W_D4PmI/AAAAAAAAAdM/7htQsVek_3o/s400/ir.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fecho os meus Olhos para te ver…&lt;br /&gt;Vejo te chegar…&lt;br /&gt;É impossível o TEU beijo não querer&lt;br /&gt;Abraço te na minha imaginação…&lt;br /&gt;É impossível não sentir&lt;br /&gt;Há um aroma no ar…&lt;br /&gt;O teu perfume está aqui&lt;br /&gt;Entranhado na minha pele…&lt;br /&gt;Impossível não sei…&lt;br /&gt;mas sinto um silêncio tão feroz&lt;br /&gt;Quero que faça sentido…&lt;br /&gt;Ouvir no escuro do meu quarto…&lt;br /&gt;A tua Voz…&lt;br /&gt;Dizer me:&lt;br /&gt;Que ainda me amas,&lt;br /&gt;me queres,&lt;br /&gt;me desejas…&lt;br /&gt;Impossível… não sei…!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-2929837277551395173?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/2929837277551395173/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=2929837277551395173' title='34 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/2929837277551395173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/2929837277551395173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/04/impossivelnao-sei.html' title='Impossível...não sei...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S7o8W_D4PmI/AAAAAAAAAdM/7htQsVek_3o/s72-c/ir.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-3199639555650811175</id><published>2010-03-31T22:58:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T22:58:09.268+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Poema erótico de Drummond de Andrade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S7JCUfQRAJI/AAAAAAAAAdE/7sYOWy-45Aw/s1600/drummond.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 354px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454495018453631122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S7JCUfQRAJI/AAAAAAAAAdE/7sYOWy-45Aw/s400/drummond.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Satânico é meu pensamento a teu respeito, e ardente é o meu desejo&lt;br /&gt;de apertar-te em minha mão, numa sede de vingança incontestável pelo que me fizeste ontem.&lt;br /&gt;A noite era quente e calma e eu estava em minha cama, quando, sorrateiramente, te aproximaste.&lt;br /&gt;Encostaste o teu corpo sem roupa no meu corpo nu, sem o mínimo pudor!&lt;br /&gt;Percebendo minha aparente indiferença, aconchegaste-te a mim e mordeste-me sem escrúpulos. Até nos mais íntimos lugares. Eu adormeci.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje quando acordei, procurei-te numa ânsia ardente, mas em vão.&lt;br /&gt;Deixaste no meu corpo e no lençol provas &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;irrefutáveis&lt;/span&gt; do que entre nós ocorreu durante a noite.&lt;br /&gt;Esta noite recolho-me mais cedo, para na mesma cama te esperar.&lt;br /&gt;Quando chegares, quero te agarrar com avidez e força.&lt;br /&gt;Quero te apertar com todas as forças de minhas mãos.&lt;br /&gt;Só descansarei quando vir sair o sangue quente do teu corpo.&lt;br /&gt;Só assim, livrar-me-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ei&lt;/span&gt; de ti, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mosquito&lt;/span&gt; Filho da &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;P....&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rir faz bem a alma...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-3199639555650811175?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/3199639555650811175/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=3199639555650811175' title='24 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/3199639555650811175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/3199639555650811175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/03/poema-erotico-de-drummond-de-andrade.html' title='Poema erótico de Drummond de Andrade'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S7JCUfQRAJI/AAAAAAAAAdE/7sYOWy-45Aw/s72-c/drummond.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-6555779597924618836</id><published>2010-03-27T14:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-03-27T17:22:21.640Z</updated><title type='text'>É errado amar te...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Está a ficar demasiado doloroso...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;não consigo ficar longe de ti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eu só queria arranjar uma forma de ultrapassar este sofrimento,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;deixar de sentir aquilo que sinto...perdida e infeliz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fico sem saber porque faço as coisas que faço...ou deixo de fazer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tu não me sais do pensamento...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pode ser errado...sim, perfeitamente errado...mas...isso não tem mudado o que sinto por ti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o que é que eu posso fazer?...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;se saber que é errado não muda a forma como eu olho para ti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quando te vejo...só me apetece abraçar te...beijar te...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Há um embargo nas palavras...dizem que sim...dizem que não...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;parece um jogo...por mais que doa...tem que vencer a razão...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S64Sum5p7NI/AAAAAAAAAc8/KqFIr4SnY3I/s1600/Amanda+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453316790717902034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S64Sum5p7NI/AAAAAAAAAc8/KqFIr4SnY3I/s400/Amanda+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-6555779597924618836?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/6555779597924618836/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=6555779597924618836' title='31 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/6555779597924618836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/6555779597924618836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/03/esta-ficar-demasiado-doloroso.html' title='É errado amar te...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S64Sum5p7NI/AAAAAAAAAc8/KqFIr4SnY3I/s72-c/Amanda+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-7994914914532536800</id><published>2010-03-16T22:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-03-16T22:21:15.988Z</updated><title type='text'>Escolha errada...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S5_YFnmfiMI/AAAAAAAAAZk/rnSC-mEr3Bk/s1600-h/pedra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 205px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449311665182968002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S5_YFnmfiMI/AAAAAAAAAZk/rnSC-mEr3Bk/s400/pedra.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ao longo da minha vida...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;coleccionei alguns...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;medos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;culpas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tristezas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;magoas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fui guardando tudo numa mochila invisível...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a qual carreguei sempre comigo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chegou um dia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;em que Deus meteu uma pedra no meu caminho...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;para que eu pudesse tropeçar nela...e finalmente livrar me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dessa mochila que me atrapalhava...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deus envia nos sinais para poder mos seguir o nosso caminho...&lt;br /&gt;mas também nos dá a liberdade de escolha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;para saber se é esse o caminho que queremos seguir...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deus não nos responde directamente...Ele mete pessoas "pedras" no nosso caminho...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;para chegar mos as respostas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tu foste uma pedra no meu caminho...uma escolha...uma resposta...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;foste uma escolha errada...um caminho sem &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;saída&lt;/span&gt;...uma resposta incompleta...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S5_X-vjTDfI/AAAAAAAAAZc/RVHJe7q-Dwg/s1600-h/imagesCAGDFNL0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 165px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449311547057966578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S5_X-vjTDfI/AAAAAAAAAZc/RVHJe7q-Dwg/s400/imagesCAGDFNL0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-7994914914532536800?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/7994914914532536800/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=7994914914532536800' title='41 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/7994914914532536800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/7994914914532536800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/03/escolha-errada.html' title='Escolha errada...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S5_YFnmfiMI/AAAAAAAAAZk/rnSC-mEr3Bk/s72-c/pedra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>41</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-2060080216706537218</id><published>2010-03-07T12:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-03-07T17:16:31.667Z</updated><title type='text'>Desejo te...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S5OTqDrCF7I/AAAAAAAAAZM/XDQ8phtEHLM/s1600-h/D8CAJ9F4OACAESECGZCAL3D6CPCA9USARTCAORHU69CA0LZCTXCAD4UTEKCALQGTAOCA9EKTYNCA281SWTCA024VOHCAPXQ4BOCAI2OY15CA1UUMMXCAH3BMU1CA8M237LCANGQ2VYCAJQQ8HHCARR9Q09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445858725170649010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S5OTqDrCF7I/AAAAAAAAAZM/XDQ8phtEHLM/s400/D8CAJ9F4OACAESECGZCAL3D6CPCA9USARTCAORHU69CA0LZCTXCAD4UTEKCALQGTAOCA9EKTYNCA281SWTCA024VOHCAPXQ4BOCAI2OY15CA1UUMMXCAH3BMU1CA8M237LCANGQ2VYCAJQQ8HHCARR9Q09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Desejo te na calada da noite...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Desejo te muito além da minha vontade...&lt;br /&gt;Na devassidão do dia...&lt;br /&gt;desejo te muito além dos meus impulsos...&lt;br /&gt;Desejo te nos mais íntimos dos meus sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;Desejo te nos mais secretos dos meus segredos&lt;br /&gt;Desejo te sem limites...sem censura... sem pudor&lt;br /&gt;Desejo te nos mais ousados dos meus atrevimentos... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Desejo te a ti meu grande amor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S5OTd_qGY4I/AAAAAAAAAZE/BxVHsHIq_AA/s1600-h/bed-of-roses2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 340px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445858517934564226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S5OTd_qGY4I/AAAAAAAAAZE/BxVHsHIq_AA/s400/bed-of-roses2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-2060080216706537218?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/2060080216706537218/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=2060080216706537218' title='40 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/2060080216706537218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/2060080216706537218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/03/desejo-te.html' title='Desejo te...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S5OTqDrCF7I/AAAAAAAAAZM/XDQ8phtEHLM/s72-c/D8CAJ9F4OACAESECGZCAL3D6CPCA9USARTCAORHU69CA0LZCTXCAD4UTEKCALQGTAOCA9EKTYNCA281SWTCA024VOHCAPXQ4BOCAI2OY15CA1UUMMXCAH3BMU1CA8M237LCANGQ2VYCAJQQ8HHCARR9Q09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>40</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-5984728927993231001</id><published>2010-02-28T20:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-28T20:36:05.296Z</updated><title type='text'>Espero que dês uma...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S4q0jVNYUzI/AAAAAAAAAY8/a8YTS_pPzaU/s1600-h/07546787.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O Artur comprou um &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;telemóvel&lt;/span&gt; novo...mas não disse nada a ninguém. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para fazer surpresa, chega a casa, beija a esposa, e do quarto, liga para ela: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;oi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; amor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ela responde baixinho:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Liga me mais tarde é que o corno está em casa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O filho diz para o pai:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Oh pai, o que aconteceu ontem a noite que ouvi a mãe gemer muito?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O pai atrapalhado diz:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Bem...é que a tua mãe estava a fazer um bolo de limão e o bolo era tão grande que estava a custar a mete lo no forno...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Passados uns dias o pai &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;chega&lt;/span&gt; a casa e pergunta:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Filho, o que é que a tua mãe fez para o jantar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O filho responde:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Deve ser bolo de chocolate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Veio cá um senhor da obra ali da frente ajudar a mãe a por o bolo no forno. E olha devia ser maior que o teu...porque ela gemia muito mais...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uma noite depois de alguns anos de casamento, o casal está na cama quando a mulher sente o marido a acaricia la, como não o fazia há muito tempo. Começou no &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pescoço&lt;/span&gt;...desceu pelo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;dorso&lt;/span&gt; até as &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;nádegas&lt;/span&gt;. Passou pelos ombros...seios...e parou na barriga.Depois colocou a mão na perna até ao pé,subiu pela parte de dentro da coxa e parou bem em cima da perna. Fez o mesmo na outra perna..., vira se de costas e não diz uma palavra. A esposa já bem quente diz: querido estava a ser &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;óptimo&lt;/span&gt;, porque paraste??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Já encontrei o comando!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S4n2N8wd-0I/AAAAAAAAAY0/xSRDdhOXIaQ/s1600-h/gargalhada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 119px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443152344162106178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S4n2N8wd-0I/AAAAAAAAAY0/xSRDdhOXIaQ/s400/gargalhada.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um jovem vai à igreja confessar-se:&lt;br /&gt;- Padre, eu passei a mão nos seios da minha namorada.&lt;br /&gt;- Foi por cima ou por baixo da blusa dela?&lt;br /&gt;- Foi por cima, padre...&lt;br /&gt;- Da próxima vez passa por baixo, pois a penitência é a mesma.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Um velho acaba de morrer. O padre encomenda a alma e faz rasgados elogios ao defunto:&lt;br /&gt;- O finado era um óptimo marido, um excelente cristão, um pai exemplar!!...&lt;br /&gt;A viúva vira-se para um dos filhos e diz-lhe ao ouvido:&lt;br /&gt;- Vai até o caixão e vê se é mesmo o teu pai que está lá dentro...&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Na hora do almoço, a madre superiora anuncia:&lt;br /&gt;- Irmãs, hoje teremos bananas de sobremesa!!&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ehhhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!! Vibram as freiras.&lt;br /&gt;- Em rodelas!!&lt;br /&gt;E as freiras, decepcionadas:&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OOhhhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!!....&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Um paciente está na capital, para um exame periódico de saúde.&lt;br /&gt;- Você bebe?&lt;br /&gt;- Dois copos de vinho por dia...&lt;br /&gt;- Fuma?&lt;br /&gt;Dez cigarros por dia.&lt;br /&gt;- E sexo?&lt;br /&gt;- Duas ou três vezes... por mês.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sóó&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? Com a sua idade e a sua saúde, era para ser duas ou três vezes por semana.&lt;br /&gt;- Sabe como é, doutor? Se eu fosse bispo na capital... até que dava...., mas padre numa diocese pequena, no interior....&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;A freira vai ao médico:&lt;br /&gt;- Doutor, estou com um ataque de soluços horrível.&lt;br /&gt;Não consigo comer, nem dormir,... nada.&lt;br /&gt;- Tenha calma, irmã, que vou examiná-la.&lt;br /&gt;Ele examina-a e diz:&lt;br /&gt;- Irmã, a senhora está grávida!&lt;br /&gt;A freira se levanta em pânico e sai correndo do consultório.&lt;br /&gt;Uma hora depois o médico recebe um telefonema da madre superiora do convento:&lt;br /&gt;- Doutor, o que é disse á irmã &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Carmem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;- Madre superiora, como ela tinha uma forte crise de soluço, passei-lhe um susto dizendo que estava grávida. Ela parou de soluçar?&lt;br /&gt;- Sim, a irmã &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Carmem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; parou de soluçar, mas o padre Paulo fez as malas e sumiu!!!&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;- Padre, ontem eu dormi com meu namorado.&lt;br /&gt;- Mas isso é pecado, e pecado mortal minha filha. Reze cinco Pai Nosso, de penitência!&lt;br /&gt;A jovem fica mais algum tempo ajoelhada, pensa um pouco, e depois pergunta:&lt;br /&gt;- Se eu rezar 10 posso dormir com ele hoje de novo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;br /&gt;A campainha toca na casa de um tipo muito pão-duro.&lt;br /&gt;Quando ele atende, dá de cara com duas freiras pedindo donativos.&lt;br /&gt;- Meu filho, nós somos irmãs de Cristo e...&lt;br /&gt;- Nossa!!! Como vocês estão conservadas!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________&lt;br /&gt;Um burro morreu em frente de uma Igreja e como uma semana depois o corpo ainda estava lá, o padre resolveu reclamar ao Presidente da Junta.&lt;br /&gt;- Presidente, está um burro morto á frente da Igreja há quase uma semana!&lt;br /&gt;E o Presidente, grande adversário político do padre, alfinetou:&lt;br /&gt;- Mas Padre, não é o senhor que tem a obrigação de cuidar dos mortos?&lt;br /&gt;- Sim, sou eu! Mas também é minha obrigação avisar os familiares!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;br /&gt;A meio da noite, o padre passa perto de um cemitério e leva o maior susto quando escuta:&lt;br /&gt;- Hum, hum, hum!&lt;br /&gt;O padre pára, reza um pai-nosso, faz o sinal da cruz, enche-se de coragem e pergunta:&lt;br /&gt;- Do que é que essa pobre alma está a precisar?&lt;br /&gt;- De Papel higiénico !!&lt;br /&gt;...........................................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;única&lt;/span&gt; intenção é dar uma...ou mais gargalhadas...:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S4q0jVNYUzI/AAAAAAAAAY8/a8YTS_pPzaU/s1600-h/07546787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443361618712351538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S4q0jVNYUzI/AAAAAAAAAY8/a8YTS_pPzaU/s400/07546787.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-5984728927993231001?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/5984728927993231001/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=5984728927993231001' title='29 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/5984728927993231001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-7231654047330784278</id><published>2010-02-15T14:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-15T15:23:15.485Z</updated><title type='text'>Palavra da razão...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S3kv6p_XCCI/AAAAAAAAAYs/3FZdr9EDl_g/s1600-h/imagesCAYGLNDM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 124px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438430709777106978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S3kv6p_XCCI/AAAAAAAAAYs/3FZdr9EDl_g/s400/imagesCAYGLNDM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Estou aqui como um barco na tempestade que não voltou&lt;br /&gt;A navegar por esse mar cheio d surpresas d quem amou&lt;br /&gt;A vida nem sempre nos faz sorrir&lt;br /&gt;O tempo não mais voltara atrás&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voltei a pedir o teu abraço&lt;br /&gt;Doeu dizeres que não&lt;br /&gt;Tentei e abusei dos meus princípios&lt;br /&gt;Agora digo que não&lt;br /&gt;É a palavra da razão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foram noites que jamais esquecerei de tanto amor&lt;br /&gt;De corpo e alma entreguei meu sentimento ao teu sabor&lt;br /&gt;As feridas que guardo de tanto sofrer são provas&lt;br /&gt;Sinais até morrer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voltei a pedir o teu abraço&lt;br /&gt;Doeu dizeres que não&lt;br /&gt;Tentei e abusei dos meus princípios&lt;br /&gt;Agora digo que não&lt;br /&gt;É a palavra da razão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voltei a pedir o teu abraço&lt;br /&gt;Doeu dizeres que não&lt;br /&gt;Tentei e abusei dos meus princípios&lt;br /&gt;Dei o que dei sem dares a mão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voltei a pedir o teu abraço&lt;br /&gt;Doeu dizeres que não&lt;br /&gt;Tentei e abusei dos meus princípios&lt;br /&gt;Agora digo que não&lt;br /&gt;É a palavra da razão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=7231654047330784278' title='48 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/7231654047330784278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/7231654047330784278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/02/estou-aqui-como-um-barco-na-tempestade.html' title='Palavra da razão...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S3kv6p_XCCI/AAAAAAAAAYs/3FZdr9EDl_g/s72-c/imagesCAYGLNDM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>48</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-8760326619511296968</id><published>2010-02-09T00:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-09T00:33:41.977Z</updated><title type='text'>Fazer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S3CqAPfWMcI/AAAAAAAAAYc/nJ4iSxFRABU/s1600-h/imagesv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 204px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 272px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436031671370920386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S3CqAPfWMcI/AAAAAAAAAYc/nJ4iSxFRABU/s400/imagesv.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...amor contigo é percorrer &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as trilhas da alma...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a tua alma descobre a minha alma...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;desvenda mos todos os véus...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;descobrimos profundezas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no amor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As tuas mãos deslizam,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sobre as curvas do meu corpo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sinto te...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sentes me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sentimos nos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-8760326619511296968?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/8760326619511296968/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=8760326619511296968' title='29 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/8760326619511296968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/8760326619511296968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2010/02/fazer.html' title='Fazer...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S3CqAPfWMcI/AAAAAAAAAYc/nJ4iSxFRABU/s72-c/imagesv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-1823071879494202659</id><published>2010-02-02T00:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-02T00:21:52.333Z</updated><title type='text'>Luta...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S2dsD2BoE7I/AAAAAAAAAYE/JBnG5tdnj4k/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433430288743535538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S2dsD2BoE7I/AAAAAAAAAYE/JBnG5tdnj4k/s400/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A luta do meu coração contra o meu corpo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Minha mente é o juiz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a consciência e o espírito são os jurados...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o meu coração diz me o que eu quero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o meu corpo diz que não devo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a minha cabeça diz para eu me afastar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o meu coração sofre com a dor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o corpo sabe que tem que parar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o meu coração segue o amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Os jurados estão baralhados...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o juiz nem sabe que dizer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pois o meu corpo não quer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o meu coração só pensa em te ter...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-1823071879494202659?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S2dsD2BoE7I/AAAAAAAAAYE/JBnG5tdnj4k/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-1209986485675140039</id><published>2010-01-27T20:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-27T20:09:41.326Z</updated><title type='text'>Não posso...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S2Caso02EUI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Kqu7XSp8ofY/s1600-h/sol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 113px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431511242272805186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S2Caso02EUI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Kqu7XSp8ofY/s400/sol.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hoje...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;queria  dizer te:...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o quanto gosto de ti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o quanto sinto a tua falta...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o quanto desejo o teu carinho...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o quanto quero o teu abraço...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o quanto anseio pelo teu beijo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vejo que não posso...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; não posso dizer te nada...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;não posso gostar de nada em ti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se eu pudesse mostrar...o quanto ainda te amo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o quanto ainda te quero...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu e tu...somos como o sol...e a lua...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;há uma distancia entre nós...difícil de alcançar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;há uma barreira...difícil de ultrapassar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;não é isso que me impede de te amar...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S2CaTrXispI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Jbdrj4Zp2sg/s1600-h/arabicmoon.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 348px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431510813458477714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S2CaTrXispI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Jbdrj4Zp2sg/s400/arabicmoon.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S2CaA1skOAI/AAAAAAAAAXs/Cgpa9JIHLN4/s1600-h/51.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-7918449390755141960</id><published>2010-01-14T20:00:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-15T00:21:40.532Z</updated><title type='text'>Foste apenas mais um...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S09pgtEY62I/AAAAAAAAAXk/gvoc7r-LrfE/s1600-h/37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426672086579473250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/S09pgtEY62I/AAAAAAAAAXk/gvoc7r-LrfE/s400/37.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eu chorava...tu rias te!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu falava...tu não me ouvias!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu sofria...tu nem ligavas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tu mentias...eu acreditava!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu esperava te...tu não vinhas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu sorria...tu rias te de mim!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu queria um amor verdadeiro...tu apenas divertir te!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu queria te para sempre...tu só por um momento!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu dizia que te amava...tu também...mas só da boca para fora!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu queria te...tu querias outra!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Agora descobriste que eu sou única...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas eu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;descobri que foste apenas mais um...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-7918449390755141960?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' 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de ano...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/Si8OcddmHnI/AAAAAAAAAL8/08u1uvY0iuA/s1600-h/3CA5R5M42CASH610ECAR2BXUXCAAA8UDMCA3I495DCA2HD0ADCAC0BM3HCAVQ17LCCAP5LRUWCA13U3OICAQCQ8DWCAS6IUS8CAE3GH8LCAC8EVVLCARD5BZTCAJGWP5DCA0V3Q4GCA518RV4CAAA3QCT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 114px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 123px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345507164819955314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/Si8OcddmHnI/AAAAAAAAAL8/08u1uvY0iuA/s400/3CA5R5M42CASH610ECAR2BXUXCAAA8UDMCA3I495DCA2HD0ADCAC0BM3HCAVQ17LCCAP5LRUWCA13U3OICAQCQ8DWCAS6IUS8CAE3GH8LCAC8EVVLCARD5BZTCAJGWP5DCA0V3Q4GCA518RV4CAAA3QCT.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; E num encontro planeado...&lt;br /&gt;o desejo nos consumia...&lt;br /&gt;tomou conta de nos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nessa noite tão fria...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/Si8LN97ap-I/AAAAAAAAALk/mtn2uKGxu3o/s1600-h/5CALH1PQRCA9O6E7RCATRKWUOCAZVL243CA19G402CAG932IDCAXVK79CCAYTSWP3CA5NHTVVCA43E63KCAF38WHBCAEDOPZ7CAXG21AKCA134VOTCA5RTEWDCASCTJMSCAK4ZL2OCAFDA1QECAV1YTER.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 83px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345503617302046690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/Si8LN97ap-I/AAAAAAAAALk/mtn2uKGxu3o/s400/5CALH1PQRCA9O6E7RCATRKWUOCAZVL243CA19G402CAG932IDCAXVK79CCAYTSWP3CA5NHTVVCA43E63KCAF38WHBCAEDOPZ7CAXG21AKCA134VOTCA5RTEWDCASCTJMSCAK4ZL2OCAFDA1QECAV1YTER.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Deixamos&lt;/span&gt; nos envolver...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pelo prazer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sedução,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;loucura&lt;br /&gt;numa vontade de querer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ser somente tua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/Si8LEVDp2vI/AAAAAAAAALc/hzrv1jRDYnA/s1600-h/FCAAILKRNCAH38OFXCADS831LCANFQXN5CAE4GZQVCAK8OU1SCAKOVVYECAABU1X7CA8QJGAGCANJOCYZCAH45ROKCA6W1J68CA3W8V5XCARL2MR6CALYHGEVCA0E9Q0XCAPO6JI6CA1E0ONSCAQ5JUQH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 127px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 98px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345503451711920882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/Si8LEVDp2vI/AAAAAAAAALc/hzrv1jRDYnA/s400/FCAAILKRNCAH38OFXCADS831LCANFQXN5CAE4GZQVCAK8OU1SCAKOVVYECAABU1X7CA8QJGAGCANJOCYZCAH45ROKCA6W1J68CA3W8V5XCARL2MR6CALYHGEVCA0E9Q0XCAPO6JI6CA1E0ONSCAQ5JUQH.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Momentos &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;únicos&lt;/span&gt; de prazer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e paixão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/Si8K45tuMLI/AAAAAAAAALU/LPSPuiopBSw/s1600-h/5CA3YD80JCAA9NJ0LCA4NH2DHCA3H5I2ECA9FN0WXCAWLUAJ1CAFYCJFICARPOPXQCAZ143ZECA0VM8TQCAB49D43CALSBNGKCAWTDCDPCA8GTJ7ACA4GNLKVCAWGHYKSCAGFX165CA7IQDIFCAGNQ8YL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 118px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 93px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345503255393611954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/Si8K45tuMLI/AAAAAAAAALU/LPSPuiopBSw/s400/5CA3YD80JCAA9NJ0LCA4NH2DHCA3H5I2ECA9FN0WXCAWLUAJ1CAFYCJFICARPOPXQCAZ143ZECA0VM8TQCAB49D43CALSBNGKCAWTDCDPCA8GTJ7ACA4GNLKVCAWGHYKSCAGFX165CA7IQDIFCAGNQ8YL.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/Si8Kvc51U-I/AAAAAAAAALM/Cg3AiUfCNkI/s1600-h/WCAFTMHC4CA5EX9DFCA1PTKZWCAAUNL97CAJS0OUBCALCABZZCAWNW35JCATEW17VCA3S8K6MCA3T5N7DCA5YQJ15CA148CH7CA5ZO67NCA77QYYZCA3NKL4NCA2JTRSFCA646CERCAKM8213CA1X057N.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 98px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 123px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345503093040960482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/Si8Kvc51U-I/AAAAAAAAALM/Cg3AiUfCNkI/s400/WCAFTMHC4CA5EX9DFCA1PTKZWCAAUNL97CAJS0OUBCALCABZZCAWNW35JCATEW17VCA3S8K6MCA3T5N7DCA5YQJ15CA148CH7CA5ZO67NCA77QYYZCA3NKL4NCA2JTRSFCA646CERCAKM8213CA1X057N.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;com olhar carinhoso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;uma caricia suave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;um abraço caloroso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;um beijo atrevido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;um sonho vivido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;num momento de felicidade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/Si8KkdO1MOI/AAAAAAAAALE/oQupuKEE-rk/s1600-h/GCA7AXPUTCAGXHOXUCAZA3SBGCAL9FK1TCAVUPO4WCAM6EI4ECA0311XSCAPOT5A6CAW4WI4HCAFRQS2JCA6L1ZV4CAEXQP08CAG9RBMQCAW1FEWJCAJMP7ELCAOY8X7RCAVO4OKACAX6T095CATONJH9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 82px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345502904150470882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/Si8KkdO1MOI/AAAAAAAAALE/oQupuKEE-rk/s400/GCA7AXPUTCAGXHOXUCAZA3SBGCAL9FK1TCAVUPO4WCAM6EI4ECA0311XSCAPOT5A6CAW4WI4HCAFRQS2JCA6L1ZV4CAEXQP08CAG9RBMQCAW1FEWJCAJMP7ELCAOY8X7RCAVO4OKACAX6T095CATONJH9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Uma passagem de Ano&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;com muita emoção&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;fiquei com quem amo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;está feliz meu coração...:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-1477307930893581958?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/1477307930893581958/comments/default' title='Enviar 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma jovem nuvem nasceu no meio de uma grande tempestade no Mar &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mediterrâneo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Mas sequer teve tempo de crescer ali; um vento forte empurrou todas as nuvens em direcção a África.&lt;br /&gt;Assim que chegaram ao continente, o clima mudou: um sol generoso brilhava no céu, e em baixo estendia-se a areia dourada do deserto do &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Saara&lt;/span&gt;. O vento continuou a empurrá-las em direcção às florestas do sul, já que no deserto quase não chove.&lt;br /&gt;Entretanto, assim como acontece com os jovens humanos, também acontece com as jovens nuvens: a jovem nuvem resolveu desgarrar-se dos seus pais e amigos mais velhos, para conhecer o mundo.&lt;br /&gt;- O que estás a fazer? - reclamou o vento. - O deserto é todo igual! Volta para a formação, e vamos até o centro de África, onde existem montanhas e árvores deslumbrantes!&lt;br /&gt;Mas a jovem nuvem, rebelde por natureza, não obedeceu. Pouco a pouco, foi baixando de altitude, até conseguir planar numa brisa suave, generosa, perto das areias douradas. Depois de muito passear, reparou que uma das dunas estava a sorrir para ela.&lt;br /&gt;Viu que ela também era jovem, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;recém&lt;/span&gt;-formada pelo vento que acabara de passar. Na mesma hora, apaixonou-se pela sua cabeleira dourada.&lt;br /&gt;- Bom dia - disse.&lt;br /&gt;- Como é viver aí em baixo?&lt;br /&gt;- Tenho a companhia das outras dunas, do sol, do vento, e das caravanas que de vez em quando passam por aqui. As vezes faz muito calor, mas dá para aguentar. E como é viver aí em cima?&lt;br /&gt;- Também existe o vento e o sol, mas a vantagem é que posso passear pelo céu, e conhecer muita coisa.&lt;br /&gt;- Para mim a vida é curta - disse a duna. - Quando o vento retornar das florestas, irei desaparecer.&lt;br /&gt;- E isso entristece-te?&lt;br /&gt;- Dá-me a impressão que não sirvo para nada!&lt;br /&gt;- Eu também sinto o mesmo. Assim que um novo vento passar, irei para o sul e me transformarei em chuva; entretanto, esse é o meu destino.&lt;br /&gt;A duna hesitou um pouco, mas terminou dizendo:&lt;br /&gt;- Sabes que, aqui no deserto, nós chamamos a chuva de Paraíso?&lt;br /&gt;- Eu não sabia que podia transformar-me em algo tão importante - disse a nuvem, orgulhosa.&lt;br /&gt;- Já escutei várias lendas contadas por velhas dunas. Elas dizem que, após a chuva, nós ficamos cobertas de ervas e de flores. Mas eu nunca saberei o que é isso, porque no deserto chove muito raramente.&lt;br /&gt;Foi a vez da nuvem ficar hesitante. Mas logo em seguida, tornou a abrir o seu largo sorriso:&lt;br /&gt;- Se quiseres, eu posso-te cobrir de chuva. Embora tenha acabado de chegar, estou apaixonada por ti, e gostaria de ficar aqui para sempre.&lt;br /&gt;- Quando te vi pela primeira vez no céu, também me enamorei - disse a duna. - mas se transformares a tua linda cabeleira branca em chuva, terminarás morrendo.&lt;br /&gt;- O amor nunca morre - disse a duna. - Ele transforma-se. Eu quero mostrar-te o Paraíso!&lt;br /&gt;E começou a acariciar a duna com pequenas gotas. Assim permaneceram juntas por muito tempo, até que um arco-íris apareceu.&lt;br /&gt;Dias depois, a pequena duna estava coberta de flores. Outras nuvens que passavam em direcção a África, achavam que ali estava parte da floresta que andavam em busca, e despejavam mais chuva. Vinte anos depois, a duna tinha-se transformado num oásis, que refrescava os viajantes com a sombra de suas árvores.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo porque, um dia, uma nuvem apaixonada não tivera medo de dar a sua vida por causa do amor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais uma história que achei linda...só prova que quando o amor é verdadeiro tudo é &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;possível&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-5340716247078802457?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/5340716247078802457/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=5340716247078802457' title='48 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/5340716247078802457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/5340716247078802457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2009/12/nuvem-e-duna.html' title='A Nuvem e a Duna...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SzVWg5sSnaI/AAAAAAAAAXc/qo81-TyGXME/s72-c/imagesCABOLB0T.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>48</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-1434642675381191344</id><published>2009-12-20T00:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-12-20T00:15:51.162Z</updated><title type='text'>Desafio...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Desafio,lançado pela querida &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Moonlight&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://moonlight-wwwmoonlight.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://moonlight-wwwmoonlight.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/Sx5qVxpci0I/AAAAAAAAAW0/YS6UN5Z-wPo/s1600-h/AMOSTRAPAPAINOEL.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412880724482886466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/Sx5qVxpci0I/AAAAAAAAAW0/YS6UN5Z-wPo/s400/AMOSTRAPAPAINOEL.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Consiste este desafio em completar cinco perguntas sobre o Natal, e aqui ficam as minhas respostas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Eu já tive... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Natais&lt;/span&gt; recheados de surpresas...bem agradáveis&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Eu sei que... vou sentir falta de certas pessoas este Natal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Eu sei que... há muita falsidade na época Natalícia(infelizmente)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Eu sei que ... há muitas pessoas que não gostam do Natal...eu deixei de gostar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Eu sei que...todas as pessoas mereciam ser, não só no Natal, mas sim todos os dias FELIZES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para finalizar devo escolher seis blogs a quem desafio a fazerem o mesmo...escolhi seis...mas se &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;alguém&lt;/span&gt; quiser completar o desafio está sempre a vontade...:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://abstrata-amor.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;http://abstrata-amor.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://segredodalua.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;http://segredodalua.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://secreta23.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;http://secreta23.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://doisabores.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;http://doisabores.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://whisperinnights.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;http://whisperinnights.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Desejo um Santo Natal a todos que me comentam e a todos os meus seguidores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonho de Natal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que este Sonho de Natal&lt;br /&gt;No seu sentido integral&lt;br /&gt;Traga uma esperança contida&lt;br /&gt;de amor e fraternidade&lt;br /&gt;e recíproca amizade&lt;br /&gt;p'&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ra&lt;/span&gt; ter mais sentido a vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que termine o sofrimento&lt;br /&gt;Daqueles cujo tormento&lt;br /&gt;É de dor e opressão&lt;br /&gt;Aos tristes dê alegria&lt;br /&gt;E volte a dar companhia&lt;br /&gt;A quem vive em solidão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do que o Natal nos traz&lt;br /&gt;Que traga sem falta a paz&lt;br /&gt;De que o mundo bem carece&lt;br /&gt;P'&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ra&lt;/span&gt; que não permita a guerra&lt;br /&gt;Nem haja fome na terra&lt;br /&gt;E um Novo Mundo comece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que o Menino da bondade&lt;br /&gt;Permita a realidade&lt;br /&gt;De todos sermos iguais&lt;br /&gt;Em sentimentos unidos&lt;br /&gt;Faça que os dias vividos&lt;br /&gt;Possam ser todos &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Natais&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Poema de Euclides Cavaco)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-1434642675381191344?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/1434642675381191344/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=1434642675381191344' title='34 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/1434642675381191344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/1434642675381191344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2009/12/desafio.html' title='Desafio...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/Sx5qVxpci0I/AAAAAAAAAW0/YS6UN5Z-wPo/s72-c/AMOSTRAPAPAINOEL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-1439807231593857454</id><published>2009-12-11T00:06:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-16T22:55:12.042Z</updated><title type='text'>Revivi o nosso amor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SyGHQgekTEI/AAAAAAAAAXM/UbdGnfn5kKg/s1600-h/42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413756944741846082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SyGHQgekTEI/AAAAAAAAAXM/UbdGnfn5kKg/s400/42.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hoje…&lt;br /&gt;Permiti que o meu pensamento voasse até ti…&lt;br /&gt;Abri aquele armário pesado onde guardo a imensa saudade…&lt;br /&gt;Que tento sempre esconder dentro do meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Saudades&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de ti,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;do que eu fui para ti, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ou...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tu para mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;do nosso amor de ontem…&lt;br /&gt;ou...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;do nosso amor do mês passado…&lt;br /&gt;Revivi tudo…&lt;br /&gt;como um filme de amor…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;um filme lindo…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sim...foi lindo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;foi um filme com uma música perfeita ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;com um cenário perfeito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;com as personagens perfeitas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tudo parecia perfeito…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas com um final triste… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aquele final em que os olhos ficam cheios de …&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tristeza...&lt;br /&gt;Senti o teu perfume no ar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;embora distante…&lt;br /&gt;Muito distante…&lt;br /&gt;Mas… simplesmente inesquecível&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pareceu me ouvir a tua voz…&lt;br /&gt;e sussurravas me lindas frases de amor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ilusão…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Num relance de luz vislumbrei o teu sorriso, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;absolutamente fascinante...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lindo como sempre…&lt;br /&gt;Arrepiei me… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tremi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;senti me sem força&lt;br /&gt;As pernas &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fraquej&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;aram&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O coração bateu num ritmo mais que acelerado...&lt;br /&gt;os lábios secaram se numa sede infinita de ti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o meu coração é uma casa vazia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e sem luz… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;está de portas e janelas abertas para que tu possas entrar e iluminá-lo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;revive-lo ,&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;fazer&lt;/span&gt;-lo feliz novamente ...&lt;br /&gt;Sabes que meu coração ainda é teu…&lt;br /&gt;Fechei os olhos&lt;br /&gt;Suspirei… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;suspirei bem fundo&lt;br /&gt;lutei para os conseguir abrir ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e quando o fiz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;estava tudo...&lt;br /&gt;Inalteravelmente perdido, natureza morta, música sem som ...&lt;br /&gt;tu realmente não estás aqui, nem estiveste recentemente&lt;br /&gt;desapareceste e levaste contigo a vida, as cores, a luz.&lt;br /&gt;O silêncio volta e calou as emoções&lt;br /&gt;Acalmo o meu coração &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dou voz a razão...&lt;br /&gt;e...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as recordações &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;esmaecem&lt;/span&gt; se&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;Mas Hoje…&lt;br /&gt;Permiti que o meu pensamento voasse até ti…&lt;br /&gt;E amei te de novo…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-1439807231593857454?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/1439807231593857454/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=1439807231593857454' title='36 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/1439807231593857454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/1439807231593857454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2009/12/revivi-o-nosso-amor.html' title='Revivi o nosso amor...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SyGHQgekTEI/AAAAAAAAAXM/UbdGnfn5kKg/s72-c/42.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-8621091783305031708</id><published>2009-12-04T14:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-12-04T14:02:45.158Z</updated><title type='text'>Medo de te perder...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Todos queremos acreditar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que a pessoa que amamos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;é perfeita...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas não podemos impedir de ver os factos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por vezes antever um sentimento de sofrimento...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pode ajudar a ultrapassa lo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quando ele realmente aparecer... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O medo de perder o amor de alguém,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;como &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;dói&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sentir que estamos a perde lo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O que &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;dói &lt;/span&gt;querer agarrar desesperadamente a pessoa que se ama...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e vê la fugir...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;é como ter um punhado de areia entre as mãos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SxRar1NrMsI/AAAAAAAAAWk/9gz11j1CARs/s1600/cinzas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410048761444119234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SxRar1NrMsI/AAAAAAAAAWk/9gz11j1CARs/s400/cinzas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; e por mais que se aperte...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vai sempre escapar te...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SwlVeV_dD4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/7Y5-MltdxUI/s1600/sss.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 319px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406946807422717826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SwlVeV_dD4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/7Y5-MltdxUI/s400/sss.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e acabamos por ficar de mãos vazias...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SwlU_NzD7-I/AAAAAAAAAVM/rEbK1Bs0rho/s1600/imagesCABJO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 175px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406946272647311330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SwlU_NzD7-I/AAAAAAAAAVM/rEbK1Bs0rho/s400/imagesCABJO.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; e com o coração magoado... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-8621091783305031708?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/8621091783305031708/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=8621091783305031708' title='33 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/8621091783305031708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/8621091783305031708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2009/12/medo-de-te-perder.html' title='Medo de te perder...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SxRar1NrMsI/AAAAAAAAAWk/9gz11j1CARs/s72-c/cinzas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-8774465249478171101</id><published>2009-11-29T15:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-11-29T15:32:00.134Z</updated><title type='text'>O velho Mestre...</title><content type='html'>Quando sentimos que o mundo desaba...&lt;br /&gt;Quando nada parece fazer sentido...&lt;br /&gt;Quando tudo á nossa volta são problemas...&lt;br /&gt;Quando estamos mesmo desanimados...&lt;br /&gt;Há historias que nos fazem reflectir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Aqui vai mais uma história que adorei ler... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Partilho com vocês...espero que gostem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia o velho Mestre pediu a um jovem triste que colocasse uma mão cheia de sal num copo d’água e bebesse.&lt;br /&gt;- Qual é o gosto? – perguntou o Mestre.&lt;br /&gt;- Ruim – disse o aprendiz.&lt;br /&gt;O Mestre sorriu e pediu ao jovem que pegasse outra mão cheia de sal e fossem a um lago.&lt;br /&gt;Os dois caminharam em silêncio e quando chegaram o jovem lançou o sal no lago.&lt;br /&gt;Então o velho Mestre disse:&lt;br /&gt;- Bebe um pouco dessa água. Enquanto a água escorria do queixo do jovem o Mestre perguntou:&lt;br /&gt;- Qual é o gosto?&lt;br /&gt;- Bom! disse o rapaz.&lt;br /&gt;- Sentes o gosto do sal? perguntou o Mestre.&lt;br /&gt;- Não disse o jovem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SxJk1RO-adI/AAAAAAAAAWc/R4B4j1TvrgA/s1600/co.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 108px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409496968747444690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SxJk1RO-adI/AAAAAAAAAWc/R4B4j1TvrgA/s400/co.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SxJkuFTreEI/AAAAAAAAAWU/n61c6hWRHc0/s1600/image003.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 383px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 315px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409496845286864962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SxJkuFTreEI/AAAAAAAAAWU/n61c6hWRHc0/s400/image003.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O Mestre então, sentou-se ao lado do jovem, pegou nas suas mãos e disse:&lt;br /&gt;- A dor na vida de uma pessoa não muda. Mas o sabor da dor depende de onde a colocamos. Quando sentires dor, a única coisa que deves fazer é aumentar o sentido de tudo o que está a tua volta. É dar mais valor ao que tens, do que ao que perdeste. Em outras palavras: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;É deixar de Ser copo para tornar-se um Lago &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-8774465249478171101?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/8774465249478171101/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=8774465249478171101' title='28 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/8774465249478171101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/8774465249478171101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2009/11/o-velho-mestre.html' title='O velho Mestre...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SxJk1RO-adI/AAAAAAAAAWc/R4B4j1TvrgA/s72-c/co.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-1710207220308233233</id><published>2009-11-22T16:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-11-22T16:50:07.721Z</updated><title type='text'>MAIONESE E CAFÉ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SwlrBYUfoJI/AAAAAAAAAV8/dJzYTBPJyxA/s1600/frasco_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406970499087442066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SwlrBYUfoJI/AAAAAAAAAV8/dJzYTBPJyxA/s400/frasco_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SwlqzWO75UI/AAAAAAAAAV0/s5IQrk7sNy0/s1600/aaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406970258009089346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SwlqzWO75UI/AAAAAAAAAV0/s5IQrk7sNy0/s400/aaa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando as coisas na vida parecem demasiado, quando 24 horas por dia&lt;br /&gt;não são suficientes...Lembra-te do frasco&lt;br /&gt;de maionese e do café.&lt;br /&gt;Um professor, durante a sua aula de filosofia sem dizer uma palavra,&lt;br /&gt;pega num frasco de maionese e esvazia-o...tirou a maionese e encheu-o&lt;br /&gt;com bolas de golfe.&lt;br /&gt;A seguir perguntou aos alunos se o Frasco estava cheio. Os estudantes&lt;br /&gt;responderam sim.&lt;br /&gt;Então o professor pega numa caixa cheia de Caricas e mete-as no frasco&lt;br /&gt;de maionese. As Caricas encheram os espaços vazios entre as bolas de&lt;br /&gt;golfe.&lt;br /&gt;O professor voltou a perguntar aos alunos se o frasco estava cheio, e&lt;br /&gt;eles voltaram a dizer que sim.&lt;br /&gt;Então...o professor pegou noutra caixa...uma caixa cheia de areia e&lt;br /&gt;esvaziou-a para dentro do frasco de maionese. Claro que a areia encheu&lt;br /&gt;todos os espaços vazios e uma vez mais o professor voltou a perguntar&lt;br /&gt;se o frasco estava cheio. Nesta ocasião os estudantes responderam em&lt;br /&gt;unânime "Sim !".&lt;br /&gt;De seguida o professor acrescentou 2 taças de café ao frasco e claro&lt;br /&gt;que o café preencheu todos os espaços vazios entre a areia. Os&lt;br /&gt;estudantes nesta ocasião começaram a rir-se...mas repararam que o&lt;br /&gt;professor estava sério e disse-lhes:&lt;br /&gt;'QUERO QUE SE DÊEM CONTA QUE ESTE FRASCO REPRESENTA&lt;br /&gt;A VIDA'.&lt;br /&gt;As bolas de golfe são as coisas Importantes:&lt;br /&gt;como a família, os filhos, a saúde, os amigos, tudo o que te apaixona.&lt;br /&gt;São coisas, que mesmo que se perderemos tudo o resto, nossas vidas&lt;br /&gt;continuariam cheias.&lt;br /&gt;As caricas são as outras coisas&lt;br /&gt;que importam como: o trabalho, a casa, o carro, etc.&lt;br /&gt;A areia é tudo o demais,&lt;br /&gt;as pequenas coisas.&lt;br /&gt;se pomos 1º a areia no frasco, não haveria espaço para as caricas&lt;br /&gt;nem para as bolas de golfe.&lt;br /&gt;O mesmo acontece com a vida.&lt;br /&gt;Se gastássemos todo o nosso tempo e energia nas coisas pequenas, nunca&lt;br /&gt;teríamos lugar para as coisas realmente importantes.&lt;br /&gt;Presta atenção às coisas que são cruciais para a tua Felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;Brinca ensinando os teus filhos,&lt;br /&gt;Arranja tempo para ires ao medico,&lt;br /&gt;Namora e vai com a tua/teu namorado/marido/mulher jantar fora,&lt;br /&gt;Pratica o teu desporto ou hobbie favorito.&lt;br /&gt;Haverá sempre tempo para limpar a casa e reparar as canalizações&lt;br /&gt;Ocupa-te das bolas de golfe 1º, das coisas que realmente importam.&lt;br /&gt;Estabelece as tuas prioridades, o resto é só areia...&lt;br /&gt;Um dos estudantes levantou a mão e perguntou o que representava o café.&lt;br /&gt;O professor sorriu e disse:&lt;br /&gt;"...o café é só para vos demonstrar, que não importa o quanto a vossa&lt;br /&gt;vida esteja ocupada, sempre haverá espaço para um café com um amigo. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Li e gostei desta filosofia de vida...decidi partilhar com vocês...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Espero que gostem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-1710207220308233233?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/1710207220308233233/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=1710207220308233233' title='35 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/1710207220308233233'/><link 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pessoa que eu quis...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vou fazer o que nunca fiz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;qualquer coisa para ser feliz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e sair desta solidão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que magoa o meu coração&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hoje eu quero é saber de mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a alegria não vai ter fim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quem gosta de mim sou eu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;só se leva o que se viveu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e afinal eu mereço...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;esta noite eu esqueço te... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-1105766787895349711?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SwG81-GJM7I/AAAAAAAAAVE/rM8NshK9qQ0/s72-c/noite2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-1901178897421222623</id><published>2009-11-10T00:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-11-10T00:11:31.289Z</updated><title type='text'>Não te esqueço...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SvVisOANtcI/AAAAAAAAAUs/tl_9TJ9vY4o/s1600-h/Tristez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 295px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401331839913539010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SvVisOANtcI/AAAAAAAAAUs/tl_9TJ9vY4o/s400/Tristez.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tu vês esse meu jeito de pessoa liberada...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas não sabes que por dentro...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;não é isso...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;não sou nada...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cada vez que sinto um beijo teu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;na minha face...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eu luto para manter o meu disfarce...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e não deixar tão claro que te quero...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cada vez se torna mais difícil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mordo os meus lábios para não te chamar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;os teus beijos queimam me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a tua voz segue me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Penso que há outra que te possa beijar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o meu peito explode de raiva...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Odeio te...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quero te...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;porque a ti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;devo as minhas horas amargas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas também...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as horas de mel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pois tu és a dor mais profunda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e o beijo de amor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pensando esquecer te...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;procurei noutras bocas um beijo que apague&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o teu beijo imortal...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tudo é inútil...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nem corpos nem beijos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;podem separar me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;separar te de mim... &lt;a 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SvVisOANtcI/AAAAAAAAAUs/tl_9TJ9vY4o/s72-c/Tristez.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>38</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-6538950292613710100</id><published>2009-11-02T20:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-11-02T20:04:32.590Z</updated><title type='text'>Onde está coração...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="322" height="246" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5ea055f27693cbcb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5ea055f27693cbcb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330018817%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4484F19C5D0B5C0B03FCFD466BAB5584130FA7F3.AB60FE854E3C7D5CBE381E6E87C78FBEACBF424%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5ea055f27693cbcb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiJs-6yjN9NGAo2CMZWsI-6XGUdY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Onde está o passado que não volta...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Onde me fizeste rir... e voar...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Onde está a chave para o nosso sonho?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Onde está a alegria do teu coração?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Onde está o teu rosto feliz?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Onde estão os beijos que demos?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Onde estão os dias que vivemos?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Onde está o passado que não volta?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Onde está?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Onde está coração...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Se eu digo que na vida temos que aproveitar os bons momentos...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;um deles não duvides &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;foi ter te conhecido...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mas...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hoje &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;todos&lt;/span&gt; os dias luto contra a saudade...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;choro e sofro...pois a tua &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ausência&lt;/span&gt; ainda &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doí&lt;/span&gt; demais...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mas...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;a vida continua...e eu tenho que a acompanhar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;um dia a rir...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;um dia a chorar...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Quantas vezes dou por mim a pensar...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;porque o que mais queremos não acontece?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;o que mais desejamos não temos...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;porque amamos tanto sem saber porque...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;para onde foi a tua &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doçura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;onde ficou a nossa paixão&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Onde está?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;onde está coração...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ontem tinha te tão presente...tão envolvido...tão meu...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;E hoje não sei onde estão...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;a mim restam me as lembranças&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;em meu coração...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-6538950292613710100?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/6538950292613710100/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=6538950292613710100' title='39 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/6538950292613710100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/6538950292613710100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2009/11/onde-esta-coracao.html' title='Onde está coração...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-5969266660291304456</id><published>2009-10-28T20:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-10-28T20:25:37.448Z</updated><title type='text'>Honestidade no amor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não tenho uma visão filosófica do amor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nem me interessa o que Kant dizia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;só sei que mais vale estar só...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;do que com um coração que mente...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não há honestidade no amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pode haver fantasia...ilusão...paixão...mas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;honestidade!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uma pessoa dá porque está a espera de alguma coisa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;em troca...e nem sempre sabe o que quer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não há honestidade no amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e aquela máxima de amor ao outro como a si mesmo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;funciona mais na amizade....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SuimeyRCxzI/AAAAAAAAAUU/upnJjfizcK0/s1600-h/0086.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 184px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397747201223083826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SuimeyRCxzI/AAAAAAAAAUU/upnJjfizcK0/s400/0086.gif" 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href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2009/10/honestidade-no-amor.html' title='Honestidade no amor...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SuimeyRCxzI/AAAAAAAAAUU/upnJjfizcK0/s72-c/0086.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-6336925325795068048</id><published>2009-10-23T14:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T15:56:53.584+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Verdade ou ilusão...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Será melhor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;abraçar os espinhos da verdade?...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/St3MRdHsiMI/AAAAAAAAAUE/DuPie4WIXmM/s1600-h/S0CAP4VT2SCAUHCJ2PCA1BYISSCAUE3PRQCAFGE3ITCAJVTC89CA0051JUCAACFS92CAD502WXCAP3GTBICAE46EIFCA5A81OXCAV224AUCA2IGBXICARJ6RHOCAFXYKP3CAOHS0X5CAK8OT16CAVU6VDL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394692528906471618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 88px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/St3MRdHsiMI/AAAAAAAAAUE/DuPie4WIXmM/s400/S0CAP4VT2SCAUHCJ2PCA1BYISSCAUE3PRQCAFGE3ITCAJVTC89CA0051JUCAACFS92CAD502WXCAP3GTBICAE46EIFCA5A81OXCAV224AUCA2IGBXICARJ6RHOCAFXYKP3CAOHS0X5CAK8OT16CAVU6VDL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...ou as rosas da ilusão?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/St3L29CMkhI/AAAAAAAAAT8/nikwtfsKWZE/s1600-h/1580337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394692073616871954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/St3L29CMkhI/AAAAAAAAAT8/nikwtfsKWZE/s400/1580337.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nestes últimos meses perdi tanta coisa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que só a saudade pode ajudar a recuperar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e é com isso que eu tenho que contar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma vez disse te que te esqueci...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas isso não era verdade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu ainda te adoro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero deixar as coisas fluírem naturalmente...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e um dia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quando formos capazes de olhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um para o outro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sem termos que pedir desculpa por nada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu estarei aí...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ao teu lado outra vez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoje é tudo ilusão &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-6336925325795068048?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/6336925325795068048/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=6336925325795068048' title='45 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/6336925325795068048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/6336925325795068048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2009/10/verdade-ou-ilusao.html' title='Verdade ou ilusão...?'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/St3MRdHsiMI/AAAAAAAAAUE/DuPie4WIXmM/s72-c/S0CAP4VT2SCAUHCJ2PCA1BYISSCAUE3PRQCAFGE3ITCAJVTC89CA0051JUCAACFS92CAD502WXCAP3GTBICAE46EIFCA5A81OXCAV224AUCA2IGBXICARJ6RHOCAFXYKP3CAOHS0X5CAK8OT16CAVU6VDL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>45</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-7270576394214120676</id><published>2009-10-14T23:21:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T21:28:57.053+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vejo nos teus olhos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/Stt6d1m4c3I/AAAAAAAAATs/_Zy3Fbs6-x4/s1600-h/lookmoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394039631731258226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/Stt6d1m4c3I/AAAAAAAAATs/_Zy3Fbs6-x4/s400/lookmoon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/StZMgart4qI/AAAAAAAAATk/pg9n_S6eQRY/s1600-h/s.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Há nos teus olhos uma réstia de esperança...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que me faz acreditar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que o nosso tempo ainda não acabou...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas...o medo me invade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;porque pode não ser verdade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-7270576394214120676?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/7270576394214120676/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=7270576394214120676' title='42 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/7270576394214120676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/7270576394214120676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2009/10/vejo-nos-teus-olhos.html' title='Vejo nos teus olhos...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/Stt6d1m4c3I/AAAAAAAAATs/_Zy3Fbs6-x4/s72-c/lookmoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>42</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-3177997379063958942</id><published>2009-10-09T01:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T01:25:07.858+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Longe de ti...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JhS5U8cq_34&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JhS5U8cq_34&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longe te ti...&lt;br /&gt;a tristeza me invade...&lt;br /&gt;já não sei viver assim...&lt;br /&gt;sinto que estou perto do FIM...&lt;br /&gt;A distancia pode separar dois corações...&lt;br /&gt;mas...&lt;br /&gt;não está a separar o amor que sinto no meu...&lt;br /&gt;Longe de ti...&lt;br /&gt;Sinto que estou perto...&lt;br /&gt;Bem perto do FIM...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-3177997379063958942?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/3177997379063958942/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=3177997379063958942' title='28 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/3177997379063958942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/3177997379063958942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2009/10/longe-de-ti.html' title='Longe de ti...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-6126644394271766650</id><published>2009-09-30T20:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T20:10:29.391+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Como quero...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Como quero...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; mergulhar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no teu prazer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quero te amar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quero gemer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;não consigo controlar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;este desejo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de querer sentir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o gosto do teu beijo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;como quero...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; fazer amor contigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;te abraçar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;te amar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;te querer até ao êxtase total...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quero...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fazer te sentir muito especial...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SsOpevp2yNI/AAAAAAAAATU/fMb9582hdb8/s1600-h/ima.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" 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rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2009/09/como-quero.html' title='Como quero...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SsOpevp2yNI/AAAAAAAAATU/fMb9582hdb8/s72-c/ima.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>40</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-6492274495811074819</id><published>2009-09-26T11:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T11:17:58.209+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dá se estante...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tenho uma amiga que está triste...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tem que se desfazer de uma estante, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que ela adora...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mudou para uma casa mais pequena...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e ficou sem espaço para a sua estante...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se não estiveram interessados...pode ser que conheçam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alguém que a queira....ou precise...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eu tenho imensa pena...mas também não tenho espaço em casa...:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aqui vai uma fotografia...para terem ideia do espaço que precisam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de ter lá em casa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/Sr3hYhSso8I/AAAAAAAAASs/NpuQeYSgpso/s1600-h/estante.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385708540774884290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/Sr3hYhSso8I/AAAAAAAAASs/NpuQeYSgpso/s400/estante.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom Fim de Semana para todos...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-6492274495811074819?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/6492274495811074819/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=6492274495811074819' title='28 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/6492274495811074819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/6492274495811074819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2009/09/da-se-estante.html' title='Dá se estante...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/Sr3hYhSso8I/AAAAAAAAASs/NpuQeYSgpso/s72-c/estante.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-6276060308688676441</id><published>2009-09-20T20:10:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T22:17:36.265+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Queres me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SrZ8UXEBPjI/AAAAAAAAASk/iT_2WsX1qC4/s1600-h/imagesv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 189px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383627093798108722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SrZ8UXEBPjI/AAAAAAAAASk/iT_2WsX1qC4/s400/imagesv.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SrZ8DA38NzI/AAAAAAAAASc/NeMRKA9E7oA/s1600-h/5CALH1PQRCA9O6E7RCATRKWUOCAZVL243CA19G402CAG932IDCAXVK79CCAYTSWP3CA5NHTVVCA43E63KCAF38WHBCAEDOPZ7CAXG21AKCA134VOTCA5RTEWDCASCTJMSCAK4ZL2OCAFDA1QECAV1YTER.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deseja me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;como eu te desejo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Queres me nua...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tua...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vem...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não demores...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ama me agora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Devora me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;estou em êxtase...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;beija me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;morde meus lábios safados...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sacia me com a tua boca louca...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;toca me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;com as tuas mãos macias...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E no final...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;abraça me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;para contemplar mos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o momento...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SrZ72UbF23I/AAAAAAAAASU/-xQ2jQUJ4Ak/s1600-h/625564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383626577693498226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SrZ72UbF23I/AAAAAAAAASU/-xQ2jQUJ4Ak/s400/625564.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-6276060308688676441?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/6276060308688676441/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=6276060308688676441' title='25 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/6276060308688676441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/6276060308688676441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2009/09/queres-me.html' title='Queres me...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SrZ8UXEBPjI/AAAAAAAAASk/iT_2WsX1qC4/s72-c/imagesv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-4572412645961832723</id><published>2009-09-15T13:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T13:40:12.371+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quero...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quero...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; sonhar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;com o brilho do teu olhar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;viajar nas profundezas do teu coração&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;descobrindo o amor até ao infinito...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/Sq-JO0nrROI/AAAAAAAAAR8/ig7WfPLvCNM/s1600-h/olhos-masculinos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 139px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381670967467263202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/Sq-JO0nrROI/AAAAAAAAAR8/ig7WfPLvCNM/s400/olhos-masculinos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Quero&lt;br /&gt;sentir o teu coração&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; a bater junto do meu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;viajar com a tua boca...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;com o teu beijo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;com o teu amor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/Sq-HlQImZ6I/AAAAAAAAARs/4u9Z8OaLv5U/s1600-h/68CAG25VNUCA6UCN71CA070NRACABTH31SCA8WQGALCAFWN4AUCAAXZ810CAV4FRBPCAUY6PSLCAQ2TA92CA1N2NO9CAPMGP38CAYE4AWGCA8FDN8BCABT3F11CARJCILLCAW5NJV5CASSWY6HCAAXO2YQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/Sq-HZ_LlxMI/AAAAAAAAARk/SfFDMr47w4k/s1600-h/Casal+Beijo+04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381668960257557698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/Sq-HZ_LlxMI/AAAAAAAAARk/SfFDMr47w4k/s400/Casal+Beijo+04.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Quero...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;porque o meu amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vai alem do céu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e das estrelas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/Sq-HLAoOe4I/AAAAAAAAARc/iEWUB5y5VmQ/s1600-h/1CAFIS1A2CASM7MS6CAAG3WYNCAUPOL7NCAAGHYZUCAS8EZ1MCAKA1QIECAW9A840CAHPLYJICA6F3KGNCAIJ07U3CAV4SQFYCA4OVB2LCAMON5UYCAFHHJG7CA7YYMCQCAA63YWRCAAUROAKCA11DIGK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 95px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381668702948064130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/Sq-HLAoOe4I/AAAAAAAAARc/iEWUB5y5VmQ/s400/1CAFIS1A2CASM7MS6CAAG3WYNCAUPOL7NCAAGHYZUCAS8EZ1MCAKA1QIECAW9A840CAHPLYJICA6F3KGNCAIJ07U3CAV4SQFYCA4OVB2LCAMON5UYCAFHHJG7CA7YYMCQCAA63YWRCAAUROAKCA11DIGK.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-4572412645961832723?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/4572412645961832723/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=4572412645961832723' title='27 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/4572412645961832723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/4572412645961832723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2009/09/quero.html' title='Quero...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/Sq-JO0nrROI/AAAAAAAAAR8/ig7WfPLvCNM/s72-c/olhos-masculinos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-1892667620703861673</id><published>2009-09-07T19:21:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T19:22:34.507+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Silêncio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SobRKeH1g8I/AAAAAAAAAQM/56FvIqMque8/s1600-h/solidao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370209583500723138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SobRKeH1g8I/AAAAAAAAAQM/56FvIqMque8/s400/solidao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hoje quero estar em silêncio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;só ele pode compreender&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;os gritos do meu coração&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;só ele me vai responder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;com palavras da razão...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hoje a saudade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me invadiu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;está &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;difícil&lt;/span&gt; controlar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sei que não devo não posso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas continuo a te amar...&lt;br /&gt;procurei em novos braços&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sentir o teu calor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;procurei em outras bocas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o teu sabor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;procurei em outro corpo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;um perfume teu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas meu coração...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;não te esqueceu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-1892667620703861673?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/1892667620703861673/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=1892667620703861673' title='41 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/1892667620703861673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/1892667620703861673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2009/09/silencio.html' title='Silêncio'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SobRKeH1g8I/AAAAAAAAAQM/56FvIqMque8/s72-c/solidao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>41</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-3451416129237874807</id><published>2009-09-02T14:50:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T15:13:53.899+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Deixa me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/Sp55M3IloCI/AAAAAAAAARE/PZzKjFwLgOQ/s1600-h/189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 141px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376868266992312354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/Sp55M3IloCI/AAAAAAAAARE/PZzKjFwLgOQ/s400/189.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/Sp541sGsdXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/kXB4uupHU_c/s1600-h/105.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixa me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ser a dona dos teus sonhos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;partilhar todos os teus tormentos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deixa me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rir,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o teu riso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deixa me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;navegar no teu mar afoito que te cerca&lt;br /&gt;Deixa me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;morar no teu coração,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fazer dele o meu lar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deixa me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;amar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as coisas que tu amas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deixa me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ser a tua sombra,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;estar contigo no dias que não houver sol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deixa me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aquecer te,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quando o frio da noite invadir o teu corpo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deixa me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;seguir os teus passos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;por vales floridos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ou...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;por negros abismos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deixa me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ser o teu porto de abrigo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;em noites de tempestade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deixa me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;percorrer o teu corpo doce,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;refugiar me em teus braços&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;beber dos teus lábios...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-3451416129237874807?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/3451416129237874807/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=3451416129237874807' title='27 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/3451416129237874807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/3451416129237874807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2009/09/deixa-me.html' title='Deixa me...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/Sp55M3IloCI/AAAAAAAAARE/PZzKjFwLgOQ/s72-c/189.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-6170209021786255059</id><published>2009-08-27T23:57:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T00:01:06.676+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Diz me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SoZ7tTNWuFI/AAAAAAAAAP8/7jK9vG_wa5Q/s1600-h/tristeza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 316px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370115623866513490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SoZ7tTNWuFI/AAAAAAAAAP8/7jK9vG_wa5Q/s400/tristeza.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hoje só quero...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ouvir o meu respirar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e aí espero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ver esta tristeza passar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quero chorar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quero esquecer &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que vivo para te amar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que te estou a perder...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O que nos aconteceu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que foi feito do nosso amor?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;onde é que ele se perdeu...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Recuso me a acreditar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que já me esqueceste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sei que me continuas a amar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;como sempre o disseste...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;um amor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;como dizias sentir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;não pode acabar em dor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ou estarias tu a mentir...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Lágrimas&lt;/span&gt; que choro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tristeza que me invade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sabes que ainda te adoro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e que sinto muita saudade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Diz me o que sentes por mim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;diz me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que o nosso amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;não acabou assim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SoZ7b2rEPpI/AAAAAAAAAP0/nGccML93lpk/s1600-h/ECA4PW483CACC1ZHOCAG8ST5RCACHMI6OCALJGH0GCA25OVCQCAHBWRG8CAE0THBTCA41Y63JCAWJ7343CAPGRXUQCAS3LVBWCAZD8127CAJAWNK3CA8FROA8CAHWJN6BCAN7L181CALWIJ9MCAL3ZECS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 174px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370115324148727442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SoZ7b2rEPpI/AAAAAAAAAP0/nGccML93lpk/s400/ECA4PW483CACC1ZHOCAG8ST5RCACHMI6OCALJGH0GCA25OVCQCAHBWRG8CAE0THBTCA41Y63JCAWJ7343CAPGRXUQCAS3LVBWCAZD8127CAJAWNK3CA8FROA8CAHWJN6BCAN7L181CALWIJ9MCAL3ZECS.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-6170209021786255059?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/6170209021786255059/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=6170209021786255059' title='35 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/6170209021786255059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/6170209021786255059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/2009/08/diz-me.html' title='Diz me...'/><author><name>sonho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294477384425594114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtiPPkkWwQQ/TdMHkFVWOkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/vgRp9_lKUpQ/s220/eroticas%252Cfotografias%252Cartisticas-58d9605c239950eab289fd8f8a6f04f3_h.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SoZ7tTNWuFI/AAAAAAAAAP8/7jK9vG_wa5Q/s72-c/tristeza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4946992638638082204.post-3860216764979532044</id><published>2009-08-17T21:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T21:18:30.879+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Se te pudesse abraçar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SobIYRvJxhI/AAAAAAAAAQE/s4XgzQlreFs/s1600-h/CPIA_D~1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 253px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370199925089486354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lk3FGBLc22c/SobIYRvJxhI/AAAAAAAAAQE/s4XgzQlreFs/s400/CPIA_D~1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Se te pudesse abraçar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;agora...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;irias perceber...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que ainda vivo para te amar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que não te consegui esquecer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se te pudesse abraçar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;agora...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;iria te sussurrar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que a tua ausência fere me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a alma...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se te pudesse abraçar&lt;br /&gt;agora...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;irias perceber que estou a sofrer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se te pudesse abraçar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;agora...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tinha tanta coisa para te dizer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se eu te pudesse abraçar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;agora...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;irias acabar com esta saudade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que tomou conta de mim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aí...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se eu te pudesse abraçar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;agora...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;só te abraçar agora...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4946992638638082204-3860216764979532044?l=sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonho-sonhodeumanjo.blogspot.com/feeds/3860216764979532044/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4946992638638082204&amp;postID=3860216764979532044' title='50 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/3860216764979532044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4946992638638082204/posts/default/3860216764979532044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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