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dono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;do meu abandonado coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Caem como pingos de chuva fria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;as saudades de me ter firme e segura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;e da vida sentir a alegria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;e não o sabor da amargura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As árvores agora despidas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;parecem-me agora as feridas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;que rasgaste como um desbotado papel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;És o carinho que afaga a dor,&lt;br /&gt;És a dor que saboreio quando dói&lt;br /&gt;És a calma das tempestades,&lt;br /&gt;És sol de manhã serena,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;És vento forte que me enleva,&lt;br /&gt;És força que me levanta,&lt;br /&gt;És beijo quente da madrugada,&lt;br /&gt;És a praia em que me banho,&lt;br /&gt;És saudade quando te vais,&lt;br /&gt;És memória do Amor,&lt;br /&gt;Presença qual sombra nos meus dias,&lt;br /&gt;És o sorriso que provocas,&lt;br /&gt;És mão que me segura,&lt;br /&gt;Porto de farol vivo quando me sinto perdida,&lt;br /&gt;És o colo que me adormece,&lt;br /&gt;Deixando-me sonhar acordada nos teus olhos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Só tu és,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meu amor...&lt;/em&gt;&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/4891568849869140609-7438947030943154644?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/7438947030943154644/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=7438947030943154644&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/7438947030943154644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ShyKiHshEIk/TW_z0FLs4KI/AAAAAAAAAmU/iEVnLc9qCLo/s1600/ani3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579946539405336738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ShyKiHshEIk/TW_z0FLs4KI/AAAAAAAAAmU/iEVnLc9qCLo/s320/ani3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Trago na pele o teu toque&lt;br /&gt;Nas mãos a tua segurança&lt;br /&gt;Nos olhos ainda o sabor&lt;br /&gt;Do teu mar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trago em mim a Primavera&lt;br /&gt;Brotando nos meus poros&lt;br /&gt;Melodias que só tu sabes cantar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trago-te em mim&lt;br /&gt;Como o dia que me amanhece&lt;br /&gt;Noite que me adormece&lt;br /&gt;Calor que me aquece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trago-te em mim…&lt;br /&gt;Não querendo perder-te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trazes-me em ti&lt;br /&gt;Como Verão ,&lt;br /&gt;Calor da paixão,&lt;br /&gt;Ou porto seguro do amor&lt;br /&gt;Que guardei em ti? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Guarda-me!&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/4891568849869140609-963990109203496516?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/963990109203496516/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AMOR É CALAR O CORAÇÃO &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; DEIXAR BATER NOS TEUS LÁBIOS A PULSAÇÃO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SENTIR NO PEITO AQUELE APERTO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DE SABERMOS ESTAR NO COLO CERTO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-4027809912710957790?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/4027809912710957790/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=4027809912710957790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/4027809912710957790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/4027809912710957790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2011/02/amor.html' title='AMOR'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NUx4XOgMoKo/TVhbeC7jp4I/AAAAAAAAAmE/Fi1gOkahHjE/s72-c/dan%2Bnoite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-1387181414280796661</id><published>2011-01-25T13:16:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-01-25T13:24:22.389Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><title type='text'>Memórias</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/TT7O-w7TuRI/AAAAAAAAAl0/qpgz6b9Qffo/s1600/me%2B4%2Bu%2BLuz.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566113767157381394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/TT7O-w7TuRI/AAAAAAAAAl0/qpgz6b9Qffo/s320/me%2B4%2Bu%2BLuz.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/TT7OvQzJ89I/AAAAAAAAAls/cBX1uit1NI4/s1600/817acea3164470ebed0bccdb2c23c82e6610d9d0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;São como gotas de orvalho frio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;esses dias em que te lembro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;em dias de Verão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cálido de paixão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;São como doces frutos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;os beijos que ainda saboreio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nessa memória que me persegue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tal sombra de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;É com a saudade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;que ainda vivo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a vontade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;de estar contigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/4891568849869140609-1387181414280796661?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/1387181414280796661/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=1387181414280796661&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/1387181414280796661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/1387181414280796661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2011/01/memorias.html' title='Memórias'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/TT7O-w7TuRI/AAAAAAAAAl0/qpgz6b9Qffo/s72-c/me%2B4%2Bu%2BLuz.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-2644443233163837184</id><published>2010-07-26T14:49:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T14:55:51.298+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Trago-me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/TE2T0KLpgOI/AAAAAAAAAlY/JIgwk8WLQDg/s1600/flor-amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498213244384936162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/TE2T0KLpgOI/AAAAAAAAAlY/JIgwk8WLQDg/s400/flor-amor.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Trago-me como recordação de algum lugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Guardar-me-ei qual segredo dessa viagem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Serei simplesmente as gotas salpicadas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Que um dia chorei e engoli sem querer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Trago-me assim, sem regra ou medida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Livre de vestidos coloridos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ou de cinzentos inventados,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Desnudaadamente me trago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Assim sei ter sido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Assim sou,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Assim serei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Por isso me trago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Como me levei:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mulher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-2644443233163837184?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/2644443233163837184/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=2644443233163837184&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/2644443233163837184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/2644443233163837184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2010/07/trago-me.html' title='Trago-me'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/TE2T0KLpgOI/AAAAAAAAAlY/JIgwk8WLQDg/s72-c/flor-amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-6648510946802543987</id><published>2010-03-11T01:42:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-03-11T01:45:13.313Z</updated><title type='text'>Eu sou assim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/S5hLElsqqtI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/ffKOQg2kRs0/s1600-h/daniaaaaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 361px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 316px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447186291515632338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/S5hLElsqqtI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/ffKOQg2kRs0/s400/daniaaaaa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por muito que não gostem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-6648510946802543987?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/6648510946802543987/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=6648510946802543987&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/6648510946802543987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/6648510946802543987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2010/03/eu-sou-assim.html' title='Eu sou assim'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/S5hLElsqqtI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/ffKOQg2kRs0/s72-c/daniaaaaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-4408665234033240613</id><published>2010-02-03T18:22:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-03T18:25:24.112Z</updated><title type='text'>Vida e morte</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/S2m_UcXzeEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/yVQ5TjVQy08/s1600-h/el_ave_fenix2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434084783333537858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/S2m_UcXzeEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/yVQ5TjVQy08/s400/el_ave_fenix2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sei do amor o ódio,&lt;br /&gt;Sei do ódio a morte,&lt;br /&gt;Sei da Morte a Vida,&lt;br /&gt;Sei da Vida o Amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei... da vida, tudo,&lt;br /&gt;Da morte, já não sei nada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-4408665234033240613?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/4408665234033240613/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=4408665234033240613&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/4408665234033240613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/4408665234033240613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2010/02/sei-do-amor-o-odio-sei-do-odio-morte.html' title='Vida e morte'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/S2m_UcXzeEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/yVQ5TjVQy08/s72-c/el_ave_fenix2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-4135979866904482786</id><published>2010-02-01T18:53:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-01T18:57:58.786Z</updated><title type='text'>Tenho medo, agora, amor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/S2cj2FdrMgI/AAAAAAAAAlA/cQS-Jn4OWUI/s1600-h/sexo_fragil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433350887532343810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/S2cj2FdrMgI/AAAAAAAAAlA/cQS-Jn4OWUI/s400/sexo_fragil.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rasgo o meu grito com pincéis&lt;br /&gt;Na tela que me provoca&lt;br /&gt;Ondulações das mãos sem anéis&lt;br /&gt;Nessa música que me toca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traço traços desconexos&lt;br /&gt;Ideias brilhantes nas tintas&lt;br /&gt;Pensamentos complexos&lt;br /&gt;Nas palavras com que não fintas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Percebo agora a loucura&lt;br /&gt;De não querer sequer acreditar&lt;br /&gt;Na verdade que sempre quis pura&lt;br /&gt;E agora não a quero abraçar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É um quadro de cores de medo&lt;br /&gt;Esse produto final do enredo&lt;br /&gt;Da história que quis ler&lt;br /&gt;E me fazes agora escrever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De tanta escuridão vivida&lt;br /&gt;Tenho os olhos feridos&lt;br /&gt;Receio a luz aquecida&lt;br /&gt;Nos teus nunca esquecidos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-4135979866904482786?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/4135979866904482786/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=4135979866904482786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/4135979866904482786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/4135979866904482786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2010/02/tenho-medo-agora-amor.html' title='Tenho medo, agora, amor...'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/S2cj2FdrMgI/AAAAAAAAAlA/cQS-Jn4OWUI/s72-c/sexo_fragil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-2514916894055433524</id><published>2010-01-23T19:26:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-23T19:28:37.529Z</updated><title type='text'>Presa livremente</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/S1tN3ZJjP9I/AAAAAAAAAk4/fusB-PApPU8/s1600-h/abrao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430019389764354002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/S1tN3ZJjP9I/AAAAAAAAAk4/fusB-PApPU8/s400/abrao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Queria tanto voar&lt;br /&gt;Ou ser somente vento&lt;br /&gt;Ser onda do mar&lt;br /&gt;Ou estrela no firmamento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bastava ser assim um dia&lt;br /&gt;Ficaria assaz contente&lt;br /&gt;Por momentos ser livre bastaria&lt;br /&gt;Como nómada gente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria ser livre de mim&lt;br /&gt;Soltar- me das minhas amarras&lt;br /&gt;Estar presa em ti assim&lt;br /&gt;Como quando me agarras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria ser livre somente&lt;br /&gt;Dentro do teu abraço&lt;br /&gt;Prender-me eternamente&lt;br /&gt;No calor do teu enlaço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-2514916894055433524?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/2514916894055433524/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=2514916894055433524&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/2514916894055433524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/2514916894055433524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2010/01/presa-livremente.html' title='Presa livremente'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/S1tN3ZJjP9I/AAAAAAAAAk4/fusB-PApPU8/s72-c/abrao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-3600014245025114907</id><published>2010-01-04T01:20:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-04T01:22:17.007Z</updated><title type='text'>Sonhos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/S0FClWIcmBI/AAAAAAAAAkw/2bPTRNfgn-k/s1600-h/deixe-me-sonhar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422688635694389266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/S0FClWIcmBI/AAAAAAAAAkw/2bPTRNfgn-k/s400/deixe-me-sonhar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sonho um sonho de sonho&lt;br /&gt;Não me acordem, por favor&lt;br /&gt;Sei que nele ponho&lt;br /&gt;O meu ódio e o meu amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonho com a tristeza e alegria&lt;br /&gt;Com o sol quente do dia&lt;br /&gt;Com a aragem da noite fria&lt;br /&gt;Mas sonho o que não sonharia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonho um sonho em que tu és feliz&lt;br /&gt;Quero esse sonho viver&lt;br /&gt;E como o sonho não se diz&lt;br /&gt;Deixa-mo esconder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonho um sonho tão sonho&lt;br /&gt;Que acabo por não descortinar&lt;br /&gt;Se tudo o que sonho&lt;br /&gt;Há-de um dia a mim sonhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-3600014245025114907?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/3600014245025114907/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=3600014245025114907&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/3600014245025114907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/3600014245025114907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2010/01/sonhos.html' title='Sonhos'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/S0FClWIcmBI/AAAAAAAAAkw/2bPTRNfgn-k/s72-c/deixe-me-sonhar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-351688487121961223</id><published>2009-12-21T22:15:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-21T22:16:59.511Z</updated><title type='text'>Bom Natal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sy_zo12-XBI/AAAAAAAAAko/_LRR2GB3zFY/s1600-h/mold_natal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 507px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 431px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417816759727971346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sy_zo12-XBI/AAAAAAAAAko/_LRR2GB3zFY/s400/mold_natal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4891568849869140609-351688487121961223?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/351688487121961223/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=351688487121961223&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/351688487121961223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/351688487121961223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/12/bom-natal.html' title='Bom Natal'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sy_zo12-XBI/AAAAAAAAAko/_LRR2GB3zFY/s72-c/mold_natal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-4171195391617601799</id><published>2009-12-19T19:44:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-19T19:46:39.271Z</updated><title type='text'>Metade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sy0tcnre4uI/AAAAAAAAAkg/VMz6VN2_8Gs/s1600-h/mi.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 455px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 352px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417035896507523810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sy0tcnre4uI/AAAAAAAAAkg/VMz6VN2_8Gs/s400/mi.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não me parece real esse horizonte&lt;br /&gt;Em cintilantes reflexos no mar&lt;br /&gt;Como rio sem ponte&lt;br /&gt;Que não posso atravessar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessa madrugada friorenta&lt;br /&gt;E da manhã pardalenta&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me enregelada&lt;br /&gt;Desatinada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto essas ondas brancas&lt;br /&gt;De salpicos salgados&lt;br /&gt;Quando ouço o que cantas&lt;br /&gt;Em cânones molhados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se me sinto dividida assim&lt;br /&gt;É porque essa tua metade&lt;br /&gt;Teima em fugir de mim&lt;br /&gt;E me deixa na saudade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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;Forever is here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-4171195391617601799?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/4171195391617601799/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=4171195391617601799&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/4171195391617601799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/4171195391617601799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/12/metade.html' title='Metade'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sy0tcnre4uI/AAAAAAAAAkg/VMz6VN2_8Gs/s72-c/mi.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-1838436142066469833</id><published>2009-12-12T19:06:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-12-12T19:21:25.463Z</updated><title type='text'>Não quero ver</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SyPq4Yf2ygI/AAAAAAAAAkY/pv7Etw7k4nU/s1600-h/1204904045_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414429431399107074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SyPq4Yf2ygI/AAAAAAAAAkY/pv7Etw7k4nU/s400/1204904045_f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não quero ver os teus olhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não quero sentir o teu cheiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não desejo sequer ler-te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Prefiro esconder-me e esconder-te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mas quero sentir a tua mão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ouvir o teu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Talvez tenha vontade do teu beijo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mas não te quero ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Deixa-me antes adivinhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A surpresa que me fazes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Será muito melhor admirar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As flores que me trazes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não te quero ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sei que se te olhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Vou de certeza querer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Que tu queiras ficar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&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/4891568849869140609-1838436142066469833?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/1838436142066469833/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=1838436142066469833&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/1838436142066469833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/1838436142066469833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/12/nao-quero-ver.html' title='Não quero ver'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SyPq4Yf2ygI/AAAAAAAAAkY/pv7Etw7k4nU/s72-c/1204904045_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-6487686855031491966</id><published>2009-12-05T15:00:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-05T15:05:21.622Z</updated><title type='text'>Nua</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sxp2kr5_c9I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Q5CMxFuB-ow/s1600-h/arvore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 397px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411768274872398802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sxp2kr5_c9I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Q5CMxFuB-ow/s400/arvore.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Despindo peça a peça me mostro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;querendo que vejas o véu da minha alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;desejando que sintas não só o meu calor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mas querendo que olhes para além da minha pele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mostro-me assim, nua,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;de vontades vestidas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;exibindo com o corpo o meu desejo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;de ver a nudez da alma tua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Despindo-te, peça a peça,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;não quero ver o teu corpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;desejo olhar a tua alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quero que me queiras nua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;vestindo-me com o teu amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;e só assim consigo ser tua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &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/4891568849869140609-6487686855031491966?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/6487686855031491966/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=6487686855031491966&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/6487686855031491966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/6487686855031491966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/12/nua.html' title='Nua'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sxp2kr5_c9I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Q5CMxFuB-ow/s72-c/arvore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-9077628095620687976</id><published>2009-12-01T17:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-01T17:02:13.532Z</updated><title type='text'>Plástica?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SxVMBYRP0nI/AAAAAAAAAkI/AXOIf0JG7Qo/s1600/boneca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410314113933890162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SxVMBYRP0nI/AAAAAAAAAkI/AXOIf0JG7Qo/s400/boneca.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Plástico &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Na verdade queria ser de plástico,&lt;br /&gt;borracha, talvez,&lt;br /&gt;ou simplesmente madeira&lt;br /&gt;queimada na fogueira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas não teria o prazer&lt;br /&gt;de ser mortal e temer a morte,&lt;br /&gt;ter o medo de perder&lt;br /&gt;ou mesmo o pavor&lt;br /&gt;de não sentir amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gostava de ser plástico,&lt;br /&gt;mas insensivel,&lt;br /&gt;não! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-9077628095620687976?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/9077628095620687976/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=9077628095620687976&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/9077628095620687976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/9077628095620687976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/12/plastica.html' title='Plástica?!'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SxVMBYRP0nI/AAAAAAAAAkI/AXOIf0JG7Qo/s72-c/boneca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-2021178019827292403</id><published>2009-11-30T21:26:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-30T21:30:11.308Z</updated><title type='text'>Dá-me o teu tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SxQ5AlGhQ_I/AAAAAAAAAkA/iQGLvzmNQDs/s1600/hands_by_taraholenmyheart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 311px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410011734501049330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SxQ5AlGhQ_I/AAAAAAAAAkA/iQGLvzmNQDs/s400/hands_by_taraholenmyheart.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dá-me o teu tempo,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deixa-me pegar a tua mão...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Deixa-me ser  agora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O teu abrigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-2021178019827292403?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/2021178019827292403/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=2021178019827292403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/2021178019827292403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/2021178019827292403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/11/da-me-o-teu-tempo.html' title='Dá-me o teu tempo'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SxQ5AlGhQ_I/AAAAAAAAAkA/iQGLvzmNQDs/s72-c/hands_by_taraholenmyheart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-1887246763872108564</id><published>2009-11-22T18:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-11-22T18:40:04.530Z</updated><title type='text'>Até ser tarde...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SwmFfAN8KGI/AAAAAAAAAj4/eDic4iDbFPU/s1600/ani3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 368px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406999595315898466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SwmFfAN8KGI/AAAAAAAAAj4/eDic4iDbFPU/s400/ani3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não leves o meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Não deixes a saudade&lt;br /&gt;Segura a minha mão&lt;br /&gt;Temo essa tempestade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fica assim com o teu sossego&lt;br /&gt;Abraça-me no teu peito&lt;br /&gt;Em que me abrigo e entrego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não leves a sonata&lt;br /&gt;Que tocaste na minha pele&lt;br /&gt;Fica aqui e compõe um Nocturno&lt;br /&gt;Que me possas segredar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não leves o teu olhar,&lt;br /&gt;Quadro de serenidade&lt;br /&gt;E deixa-te ficar&lt;br /&gt;Até se fazer tarde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-1887246763872108564?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/1887246763872108564/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=1887246763872108564&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/1887246763872108564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/1887246763872108564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/11/ate-ser-tarde.html' title='Até ser tarde...'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SwmFfAN8KGI/AAAAAAAAAj4/eDic4iDbFPU/s72-c/ani3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-3888211657907558295</id><published>2009-11-16T20:55:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-16T21:02:09.892Z</updated><title type='text'>Dança-me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SwG9m2MDAII/AAAAAAAAAjw/NpFc0lm9bVs/s1600/luz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 279px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404809502900027522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SwG9m2MDAII/AAAAAAAAAjw/NpFc0lm9bVs/s400/luz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deixa bailar os sentidos,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Agarra a minha cintura&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baila no meu ritmo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Soltando os pés do chão&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Agarra-me nessa dança&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que dança os meus sentimentos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E pára somente para me abraçares&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando da dança te cansares&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bailarei a tua dança&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deixando-me guiar por ti&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nessa coreografia que não me cansa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando olho para ti&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Faremos um Bailado memorável&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dançando a tua e a minha dança&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E a noite será incansável&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Até o dia ser criança&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&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/4891568849869140609-3888211657907558295?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/3888211657907558295/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=3888211657907558295&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/3888211657907558295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/3888211657907558295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/11/danca-me.html' title='Dança-me'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SwG9m2MDAII/AAAAAAAAAjw/NpFc0lm9bVs/s72-c/luz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-8892196580448414233</id><published>2009-11-13T21:02:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-13T21:05:24.427Z</updated><title type='text'>Marotice</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sv3J4HLPMQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/osgjOJGHQco/s1600-h/Singin_in_the_Rain_lampost_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 335px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403697093750501634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sv3J4HLPMQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/osgjOJGHQco/s400/Singin_in_the_Rain_lampost_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Consegues fazer-me rir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ao ver-te chegar assim,&lt;br /&gt;Parecendo ser de propósito&lt;br /&gt;Da tempestade não teres querido fugir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E chegas assim ensopado&lt;br /&gt;Com olhinhos de gato assustado&lt;br /&gt;Sabendo eu que queres ser abraçado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas tu pingas tanto&lt;br /&gt;Que nem me chego a ti&lt;br /&gt;E indico-te onde podes trocar a roupa&lt;br /&gt;Porque eu quero sair e distrair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois, agora vendo-te vestido&lt;br /&gt;Fico um pouco arrependida,&lt;br /&gt;Mas hoje é dia de jantar com velas&lt;br /&gt;De dançar um bocadinho,&lt;br /&gt;Falar, brincar e pelo meio um copo de vinho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero que ao chegarmos a casa&lt;br /&gt;Volte outra vez a tempestade louca&lt;br /&gt;Porque tenho a certeza absoluta&lt;br /&gt;Que não tenho de ti mais roupa&lt;br /&gt;E a que trouxeste não vai estar enxuta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( marotice tua, ou minha?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-8892196580448414233?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/8892196580448414233/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=8892196580448414233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/8892196580448414233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/8892196580448414233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/11/marotice.html' title='Marotice'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sv3J4HLPMQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/osgjOJGHQco/s72-c/Singin_in_the_Rain_lampost_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-3194535571789589939</id><published>2009-11-08T23:41:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-08T23:44:07.458Z</updated><title type='text'>Aromas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SvdXcCZtzCI/AAAAAAAAAjg/2gao3W2O53E/s1600-h/calar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 189px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401882417246882850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SvdXcCZtzCI/AAAAAAAAAjg/2gao3W2O53E/s400/calar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trago na pele o teu aroma&lt;br /&gt;Nas minhas mãos o teu carinho,&lt;br /&gt;Nos meus olhos o teu olhar&lt;br /&gt;No coração a tua voz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trago no meu sonho&lt;br /&gt;Os teus sonhos&lt;br /&gt;Na minha vontade,&lt;br /&gt;A tua vontade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isto, é Amor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-3194535571789589939?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/3194535571789589939/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=3194535571789589939&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/3194535571789589939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/3194535571789589939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/11/isto-e-amor.html' title='Aromas...'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SvdXcCZtzCI/AAAAAAAAAjg/2gao3W2O53E/s72-c/calar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-5423466719308872415</id><published>2009-11-08T19:40:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-08T19:41:43.336Z</updated><title type='text'>Hoje não me visto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Svce8fMj3hI/AAAAAAAAAjY/IgxsVfQDTos/s1600-h/me+4+u+Luz.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401820302569365010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Svce8fMj3hI/AAAAAAAAAjY/IgxsVfQDTos/s400/me+4+u+Luz.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não me vesti, hoje,&lt;br /&gt;Nem quero vestir nada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Estou bem assim,&lt;br /&gt;Despida de mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje sou eu somente&lt;br /&gt;No corpo e na mente&lt;br /&gt;Sem saia curta&lt;br /&gt;Ou outros vestidos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não tenho frio,&lt;br /&gt;Nem tenho calor&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me rio&lt;br /&gt;A saltitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje não me vesti&lt;br /&gt;Nem me vou tapar&lt;br /&gt;Porque enroscada em ti,&lt;br /&gt;Meu doce mar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-5423466719308872415?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/5423466719308872415/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=5423466719308872415&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/5423466719308872415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/5423466719308872415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/11/hoje-nao-me-visto.html' title='Hoje não me visto'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Svce8fMj3hI/AAAAAAAAAjY/IgxsVfQDTos/s72-c/me+4+u+Luz.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-4794097080541638732</id><published>2009-11-05T05:03:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-05T05:06:54.164Z</updated><title type='text'>Em mim descansas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SvJdWB1pwKI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/-YOMayrZPLk/s1600-h/chuva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 308px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400481536202621090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SvJdWB1pwKI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/-YOMayrZPLk/s400/chuva.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Com a chuva do mar salgado&lt;br /&gt;Caem gotas na vidraça&lt;br /&gt;Tudo parece desarrumado&lt;br /&gt;Vazia está a praça&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geme o vento bailando as árvores&lt;br /&gt;E no sossego das luzes dos navios&lt;br /&gt;Lá longe, no horizonte&lt;br /&gt;Sente-se da terra arrepios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noite de luzes brancas&lt;br /&gt;Sinal de tempestade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o sossego aqui&lt;br /&gt;Ao ver-te descansado&lt;br /&gt;Sei que nada perdi,&lt;br /&gt;Pertenço-te quando acordado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tempestade lá fora,&lt;br /&gt;Calmaria aqui,&lt;br /&gt;Chegou a hora de saber&lt;br /&gt;Porque gosto tanto de ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enrosco-me no calor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Que a dormir me abraças&lt;br /&gt;E sei-te o meu amor agora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Que em mim descansas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-4794097080541638732?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/4794097080541638732/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=4794097080541638732&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/4794097080541638732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/4794097080541638732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/11/em-mim-descansas.html' title='Em mim descansas.'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SvJdWB1pwKI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/-YOMayrZPLk/s72-c/chuva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-7254801800424720654</id><published>2009-11-03T15:36:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-03T15:40:35.629Z</updated><title type='text'>NÃO HÁ REMÉDIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não há remédio para dores que doem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;não há descanso para cansaços que moem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;não há sossego para a nossa pressa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas há amigos que chegam depressa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não há nada como ter estas almas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;junto de nós quando sofremos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;talvez por isso o futuro não tememos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ainda que passados nos tormentem &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;há uma cor no céu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;outra no mar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;outra no luar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e só por isso vale a pena continuar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;porque sabemos que precisam de nós&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Obrigado amigos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-7254801800424720654?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/7254801800424720654/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=7254801800424720654&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/7254801800424720654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/7254801800424720654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/11/nao-ha-remedio.html' title='NÃO HÁ REMÉDIO'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-5926601464402700828</id><published>2009-10-25T14:20:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-10-25T14:33:03.994Z</updated><title type='text'>Na calma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SuRhDnWGB9I/AAAAAAAAAjI/ynJB_Ik5-Xc/s1600-h/553874_rRYmD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396544968225851346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SuRhDnWGB9I/AAAAAAAAAjI/ynJB_Ik5-Xc/s400/553874_rRYmD.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Não vou dizer o que sinto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nem ouvir o que queres dizer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deixa que as palavras morram&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deixa que o silêncio venha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E tu o venhas viver&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4891568849869140609-5926601464402700828?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/5926601464402700828/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=5926601464402700828&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/5926601464402700828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/5926601464402700828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/10/na-calma.html' title='Na calma'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SuRhDnWGB9I/AAAAAAAAAjI/ynJB_Ik5-Xc/s72-c/553874_rRYmD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-5041373777685473202</id><published>2009-10-22T22:40:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T22:47:30.087+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O que faço?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SuDS5R8JQhI/AAAAAAAAAjA/LjqbU2gcYTo/s1600-h/368248_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 149px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395544235099898386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SuDS5R8JQhI/AAAAAAAAAjA/LjqbU2gcYTo/s400/368248_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O que faço aqui?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Procuro, invento, faço e desfaço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sei, não o que procuro, mas o que quero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não me interessam filosofias complicadas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nem provas de vida inúteis ou amortalhadas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O que não faço aqui?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não crio, não desfaço, nem me maço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Apenas corro água, catarata, baía, foz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não digo, nem desminto, nem aqueço ou arrefeço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Apenas estou!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quando não quiser, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não estou!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A complicação é ser-se complicadamente complicada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Complicada?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sempre!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-5041373777685473202?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/5041373777685473202/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=5041373777685473202&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/5041373777685473202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/5041373777685473202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/10/o-que-faco.html' title='O que faço?'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SuDS5R8JQhI/AAAAAAAAAjA/LjqbU2gcYTo/s72-c/368248_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-1811009814632403329</id><published>2009-10-21T18:51:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T18:57:14.990+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Como o mar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/St9KtKNPhII/AAAAAAAAAi4/Rc-V_f1psXA/s1600-h/Oceano%2520Dunes%252001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395113018307609730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/St9KtKNPhII/AAAAAAAAAi4/Rc-V_f1psXA/s400/Oceano%2520Dunes%252001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Tenho o sol, o mar, a praia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tenho as palavras, a vontade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tenho saudade, tenho a tua imagem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tenho a tua foto, o teu perfume,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sómente faltas tu!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-1811009814632403329?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/1811009814632403329/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=1811009814632403329&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/1811009814632403329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/1811009814632403329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/10/como-o-mar.html' title='Como o mar'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/St9KtKNPhII/AAAAAAAAAi4/Rc-V_f1psXA/s72-c/Oceano%2520Dunes%252001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-4443328603314610204</id><published>2009-10-18T18:38:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T18:40:57.258+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fica...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SttS94D-28I/AAAAAAAAAiw/VUwBkHCgkcw/s1600-h/liberdade1kq3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 394px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393996201680886722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SttS94D-28I/AAAAAAAAAiw/VUwBkHCgkcw/s400/liberdade1kq3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Vem!&lt;br /&gt;Traz o teu sorriso, sol&lt;br /&gt;Traz o teu sabor, mar,&lt;br /&gt;Traz o teu segredo, brisa,&lt;br /&gt;Traz o teu toque, beijo&lt;br /&gt;Traz o teu aroma, maresia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem…&lt;br /&gt;Leva a minha paz, luz&lt;br /&gt;O meu amor, fogo&lt;br /&gt;Leva o meu beijo, paixão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fica e mistura tudo isto&lt;br /&gt;E deixa-nos ser ondas,&lt;br /&gt;Luar, estrelas,&lt;br /&gt;Praia, vulcão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não vás… não?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-4443328603314610204?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/4443328603314610204/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=4443328603314610204&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/4443328603314610204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/4443328603314610204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/10/fica.html' title='Fica...!'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SttS94D-28I/AAAAAAAAAiw/VUwBkHCgkcw/s72-c/liberdade1kq3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-1370290167443994215</id><published>2009-10-17T20:53:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T21:02:51.803+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Um dia... certamente</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/StohLuuy_II/AAAAAAAAAio/iNcHFs0BSow/s1600-h/17357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 343px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 305px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393659989136178306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/StohLuuy_II/AAAAAAAAAio/iNcHFs0BSow/s400/17357.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sei que no aroma que sinto&lt;br /&gt;Sem querer te pressinto&lt;br /&gt;Como no som que oiço&lt;br /&gt;Ao empurrar o teu baloiço&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei que ainda te amarro&lt;br /&gt;Na imagem em que te agarro&lt;br /&gt;E em ti adormeço&lt;br /&gt;Na tua cama em que arrefeço&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E vêm os meus medos&lt;br /&gt;No tocar os teus brinquedos&lt;br /&gt;E o sabor a sal cai&lt;br /&gt;Quando o dia se esvai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E tenho tanta saudade&lt;br /&gt;Desse terno sorriso e olhar&lt;br /&gt;Mas sei que na verdade&lt;br /&gt;Um dia te hei-de adormecer e embalar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-1370290167443994215?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/1370290167443994215/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=1370290167443994215&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/1370290167443994215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/1370290167443994215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/10/um-dia-certamente.html' title='Um dia... certamente'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/StohLuuy_II/AAAAAAAAAio/iNcHFs0BSow/s72-c/17357.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-7623698414133430557</id><published>2009-10-16T14:52:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T14:58:34.985+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O Amor rejuvenesce</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sth7-sGDa2I/AAAAAAAAAig/-QtDmLmLFIo/s1600-h/beijao.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393196870694824802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sth7-sGDa2I/AAAAAAAAAig/-QtDmLmLFIo/s400/beijao.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nos teus braços é bom acordar,&lt;br /&gt;Nos teus lábios é doce beijar&lt;br /&gt;Nas tuas mãos é bom poisar&lt;br /&gt;Nos teus olhos é bom navegar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando te sinto assim&lt;br /&gt;Eu em ti, tu em mim&lt;br /&gt;Eu acordo, arrepio-me, aqueço-me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentindo-nos juntos eu fico em tensão&lt;br /&gt;Acordo os sentidos, perco a Razão&lt;br /&gt;E sinto-me estrela, lua, Afrodite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando não dormimos e juntos sonhamos&lt;br /&gt;As estrelas apagam-se com o nosso brilho&lt;br /&gt;Porque só dando-nos assim nós nos amamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Quando isto acontece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;A vida aquece,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;O sonho aparece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;E o Amor rejuvenesce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-7623698414133430557?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/7623698414133430557/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=7623698414133430557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/7623698414133430557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/7623698414133430557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/10/o-amor-rejuvenesce.html' title='O Amor rejuvenesce'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sth7-sGDa2I/AAAAAAAAAig/-QtDmLmLFIo/s72-c/beijao.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-5898043422489847217</id><published>2009-10-15T21:13:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T21:15:28.048+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Só tu...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SteCv30hc0I/AAAAAAAAAiY/xegoqrzTktM/s1600-h/efe721ececfd5e3bd28cc20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 327px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392922837749166914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SteCv30hc0I/AAAAAAAAAiY/xegoqrzTktM/s400/efe721ececfd5e3bd28cc20.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E num sopro da brisa vieste e perfumaste o ar&lt;br /&gt;Inebriando-me com a tua imagem quando te vi&lt;br /&gt;Correndo para os teus braços abertos e gritar&lt;br /&gt;Que te amo, te sei me sabes e que gosto tanto de ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E nesse apertado abraço disseste-me o teu segredo&lt;br /&gt;Soprando na tua voz o terno verbo que adoro ouvir&lt;br /&gt;E dele saber-te seguro em mim fazendo desaparecer o medo&lt;br /&gt;De te perder e sentir-te amarrado mesmo quando tens de partir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah feiticeiro! O que tu fazes a uma pobre alma que ama o amor&lt;br /&gt;Incendeias-me, ateias-me, deleitas-me nesse olhar só teu&lt;br /&gt;E me tiras dos dias o cansaço e das noites, da solidão, a dor,&lt;br /&gt;E me fazes sentir rainha ou princesa do reino teu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É tão doce e bom ter-me assim amparada a qualquer hora&lt;br /&gt;E ser cais ou porto seguro de ti, minha canoa&lt;br /&gt;E saber que de todas as tempestades de outrora&lt;br /&gt;Sou agora baía, sossego, paz que te entoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-5898043422489847217?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/5898043422489847217/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=5898043422489847217&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/5898043422489847217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/5898043422489847217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-tu.html' title='Só tu...!'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SteCv30hc0I/AAAAAAAAAiY/xegoqrzTktM/s72-c/efe721ececfd5e3bd28cc20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-787941534017505583</id><published>2009-10-12T21:40:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T21:42:16.674+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O teu sonho meu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/StOUn4SSDQI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/FBNQk9FX0Cc/s1600-h/%C3%A0+tua+espera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391816591737490690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/StOUn4SSDQI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/FBNQk9FX0Cc/s400/%C3%A0+tua+espera.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não, não me peças nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Porque a ti nada peço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quando se dá, dá-se,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quando se recebe, recebe-se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Recebe o sonho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No sonho que me deste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Deixa vaguear assim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Essa vontade de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eu sonho o teu sonho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Como sonhas o meu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Por isso nele ponho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O sonho que é o teu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-787941534017505583?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/StOUn4SSDQI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/FBNQk9FX0Cc/s72-c/%C3%A0+tua+espera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-2522541794380615148</id><published>2009-10-09T03:22:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T03:24:36.736+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quero amar-te, simplesmente</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Ss6e0P_A-jI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RXp65t-WmGo/s1600-h/Couple-Sleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 169px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390420424490285618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Ss6e0P_A-jI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RXp65t-WmGo/s400/Couple-Sleeping.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quero amar-te sedentamente&lt;br /&gt;E beber o teu amor ardente&lt;br /&gt;Em sôfregas pulsações&lt;br /&gt;E dar-te as minhas emoções&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero amar-te lentamente&lt;br /&gt;Em ritmos compassados&lt;br /&gt;De ternura e paixão&lt;br /&gt;E matar esses sonhos sonhados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero amar-te incessantemente&lt;br /&gt;E parar essa saudade de mim&lt;br /&gt;Que deténs como uma flor&lt;br /&gt;E eu jardim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero amar-te simplesmente&lt;br /&gt;Sem condição ou medida&lt;br /&gt;E sentir-me permanente&lt;br /&gt;Em toda a tua vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-2522541794380615148?l=docepoema.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/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Ss6e0P_A-jI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RXp65t-WmGo/s72-c/Couple-Sleeping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-6137678468121518899</id><published>2009-10-07T15:21:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T15:26:48.714+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Somente tu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsylGl6pZ0I/AAAAAAAAAiA/qVGBuv3AM1k/s1600-h/405480828GwfhJr_fs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 294px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389864386731534146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsylGl6pZ0I/AAAAAAAAAiA/qVGBuv3AM1k/s400/405480828GwfhJr_fs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Somente tu, mar salgado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me corres nas veias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;qual sangue fervendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nas ondas em que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;te espero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Somente tu, vento do Norte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me sossegas a espera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;trazendo o perfume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;da maresia que cheirei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;da praia onde amei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Somente tu, lua feiticeira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;testemunha desses laços&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;em que fiz meus embaraços&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;e de que ainda carrego os traços&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Somente tu, doce lembrança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dos rasgos da voz que me falou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me faz sentir Primavera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;como nos dias em que o Verão cantou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-6137678468121518899?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/6137678468121518899/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=6137678468121518899&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/6137678468121518899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/6137678468121518899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/10/somente-tu.html' title='Somente tu'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsylGl6pZ0I/AAAAAAAAAiA/qVGBuv3AM1k/s72-c/405480828GwfhJr_fs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-6365472650908257653</id><published>2009-07-24T17:02:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T17:02:59.667+01:00</updated><title type='text'>FÉRIAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SmnbLdG9xmI/AAAAAAAAAhY/snYKIG6v7lU/s1600-h/1900633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362057821200172642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 396px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SmnbLdG9xmI/AAAAAAAAAhY/snYKIG6v7lU/s400/1900633.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4891568849869140609-6365472650908257653?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/6365472650908257653/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=6365472650908257653&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/6365472650908257653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/6365472650908257653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/07/ferias.html' title='FÉRIAS'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SmnbLdG9xmI/AAAAAAAAAhY/snYKIG6v7lU/s72-c/1900633.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-298875311636594339</id><published>2009-07-20T02:22:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T02:23:48.169+01:00</updated><title type='text'>quando me abraças</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SmPHBuU909I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/glN3fPC8MoM/s1600-h/casal%2520abraco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360346813930787794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SmPHBuU909I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/glN3fPC8MoM/s400/casal%2520abraco.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;Quando me abraças assim e respiro o teu perfume&lt;br /&gt;Inebria-me o teu calor, o teu afago&lt;br /&gt;E me deixo embalar como fosse&lt;br /&gt;Pássaro ferido nos teus braços&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E sinto o teu calor, o teu coração&lt;br /&gt;Batendo como as ondas do mar,&lt;br /&gt;Quando tocam as rochas e as circundam&lt;br /&gt;Para as proteger do calor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E sinto-me pequenina,&lt;br /&gt;Nesse carinho enorme&lt;br /&gt;Que me embaraça&lt;br /&gt;E me faz sonhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixa-me estar assim&lt;br /&gt;Agora que te vais&lt;br /&gt;Fica em mim só mais um minuto&lt;br /&gt;E não te esqueças de ao voltares&lt;br /&gt;Me saberes o teu cais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-298875311636594339?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/298875311636594339/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=298875311636594339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/298875311636594339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/298875311636594339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/07/quando-me-abracas.html' title='quando me abraças'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SmPHBuU909I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/glN3fPC8MoM/s72-c/casal%2520abraco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-6048920682346363976</id><published>2009-07-17T23:42:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T23:47:17.114+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Diz-me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SmD-pPgpJ4I/AAAAAAAAAhI/DQJ7YVaavAw/s1600-h/Partida%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359563541062428546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SmD-pPgpJ4I/AAAAAAAAAhI/DQJ7YVaavAw/s400/Partida%5B4%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Diz-me então porque será que quando vais eu fico a olhar para ti... diz, explica-me e eu entendo o teu medo de ficares ! Diz-me porque quando vais não me mostras os teus olhos e os escondes, virando-me as costas. Explica-me porque tremes quando me beijas nas despedidas, Explica-me porque me apertas forte quando me dizes até depois. Diz-me por uma vez: porque me deixas quando preisas de mim? Explicas-me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando eu souber ou perceber isso tudo, deixarei de olhar para trás, para te ver partir, esperando que dês meia volta e voltes a correr ... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-6048920682346363976?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/6048920682346363976/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=6048920682346363976&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/6048920682346363976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/6048920682346363976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/07/diz-me.html' title='Diz-me'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SmD-pPgpJ4I/AAAAAAAAAhI/DQJ7YVaavAw/s72-c/Partida%5B4%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-159138275075705057</id><published>2009-07-14T02:43:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T02:44:17.273+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lembrei-me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Slvi54OTGOI/AAAAAAAAAhA/YwpKGq_OKUM/s1600-h/topo_gigio_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358125665660115170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Slvi54OTGOI/AAAAAAAAAhA/YwpKGq_OKUM/s400/topo_gigio_04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nem sei porquê hoje lembrei-me deste doce rato... que saudades!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-159138275075705057?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/159138275075705057/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=159138275075705057&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/159138275075705057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/159138275075705057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/07/lembrei-me.html' title='Lembrei-me'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Slvi54OTGOI/AAAAAAAAAhA/YwpKGq_OKUM/s72-c/topo_gigio_04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-4379175634596583964</id><published>2009-07-12T21:06:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T21:08:13.506+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O meu sossego</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SlpCjtOfOPI/AAAAAAAAAg4/IpFircH7wDE/s1600-h/imagem_dormindo_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357667887913842930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SlpCjtOfOPI/AAAAAAAAAg4/IpFircH7wDE/s400/imagem_dormindo_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Esse aconchego em que chego&lt;br /&gt;Esse ronronar que me adormece&lt;br /&gt;É o meu sossego&lt;br /&gt;E a paz acontece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessa música dançada&lt;br /&gt;E dessa areia abraçada&lt;br /&gt;Num frio que aqueceu&lt;br /&gt;No dia que nasceu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ficaram as gotas do mar&lt;br /&gt;Nos meus olhos alegres&lt;br /&gt;Por ter visto estrelas e luar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E nesse lento adormecer&lt;br /&gt;Acordo o sonho sonhado&lt;br /&gt;Em que te pude viver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-4379175634596583964?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/4379175634596583964/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=4379175634596583964&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/4379175634596583964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/4379175634596583964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-meu-sossego.html' title='O meu sossego'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SlpCjtOfOPI/AAAAAAAAAg4/IpFircH7wDE/s72-c/imagem_dormindo_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-373379591703998756</id><published>2009-07-10T21:01:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T21:14:26.950+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A vida, consome-se</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sleexu7ye2I/AAAAAAAAAgw/-cBvfqLzzvM/s1600-h/y1phBG-C1Vh3vkYO9S_aKU2x55E323eD8GavJRpodWdxj7ZTldE-eN486WJKeD3xrrpb6eB4kNMpR0UNXUANGVDTA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356924859030076258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sleexu7ye2I/AAAAAAAAAgw/-cBvfqLzzvM/s400/y1phBG-C1Vh3vkYO9S_aKU2x55E323eD8GavJRpodWdxj7ZTldE-eN486WJKeD3xrrpb6eB4kNMpR0UNXUANGVDTA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não, não sei nada que não seja eu&lt;br /&gt;Não detenho o poder de saber mais de ninguém&lt;br /&gt;Não seja o que me mostram&lt;br /&gt;Ou querem mostrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não, não quero entrar nas cabeças dos outros&lt;br /&gt;Como não pretendo que entrem na minha&lt;br /&gt;Por isso pensar assim, de mim,&lt;br /&gt;E não pensar assim, de ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez até nem queira pensar&lt;br /&gt;Porque a vida vive-se&lt;br /&gt;Não se inventa&lt;br /&gt;Ou nos consome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim, eu consumo a vida&lt;br /&gt;Porque não quero que ela me consuma a mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E isto de consumir&lt;br /&gt;Não tem que se pensar&lt;br /&gt;Ou se gasta, ou se poupa,&lt;br /&gt;E eu prefiro gastar a poupar a vida&lt;br /&gt;E vegetar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-373379591703998756?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/373379591703998756/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=373379591703998756&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/373379591703998756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/373379591703998756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/07/vida-consome-se.html' title='A vida, consome-se'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sleexu7ye2I/AAAAAAAAAgw/-cBvfqLzzvM/s72-c/y1phBG-C1Vh3vkYO9S_aKU2x55E323eD8GavJRpodWdxj7ZTldE-eN486WJKeD3xrrpb6eB4kNMpR0UNXUANGVDTA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-7151397303289300248</id><published>2009-07-08T06:14:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T06:17:17.566+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Não te quero ouvir mais....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SlQrxN2O05I/AAAAAAAAAgo/xZ9AqZldSrk/s1600-h/ggg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355953981381071762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 343px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SlQrxN2O05I/AAAAAAAAAgo/xZ9AqZldSrk/s400/ggg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Não quero ouvir canções&lt;br /&gt;Não quero receber flores&lt;br /&gt;Quero viver as emoções&lt;br /&gt;E ir onde tu fores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não quero ouvir mais a tua voz&lt;br /&gt;Nem ver-te nos jornais&lt;br /&gt;Quero estar a sós&lt;br /&gt;E dar-te os meus ais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não quero mais poesia&lt;br /&gt;Nem tão pouco mais sinais&lt;br /&gt;Quero que chegue o dia&lt;br /&gt;E ouçamos os pardais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não quero mais com o sol acordar&lt;br /&gt;Quero sentir os teus braços nos meus&lt;br /&gt;E poder poisar e deitar&lt;br /&gt;Os meus olhos nos doces teus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-7151397303289300248?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/7151397303289300248/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=7151397303289300248&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/7151397303289300248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/7151397303289300248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/07/nao-te-quero-ouvir-mais.html' title='Não te quero ouvir mais....'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SlQrxN2O05I/AAAAAAAAAgo/xZ9AqZldSrk/s72-c/ggg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-7436361455075371466</id><published>2009-07-06T08:19:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T08:22:56.525+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Há dias assim...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SlGmQutoB6I/AAAAAAAAAgg/XCs4lXiTssI/s1600-h/blog_encantado+(dan).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355244238267746210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SlGmQutoB6I/AAAAAAAAAgg/XCs4lXiTssI/s400/blog_encantado+(dan).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não me despedi definitivamente, claro. Logo hoje que recebi da Filomena &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://filomena-emsegredo.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://filomena-emsegredo.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; este lindo presente e que passo a:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pedras Nuas,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Multiolhares,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Delfim,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maria - o Cheiro da Ilha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-7436361455075371466?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/7436361455075371466/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=7436361455075371466&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/7436361455075371466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/7436361455075371466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/07/ha-dias-assim.html' title='Há dias assim...'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SlGmQutoB6I/AAAAAAAAAgg/XCs4lXiTssI/s72-c/blog_encantado+(dan).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-4113627702352388827</id><published>2009-07-02T22:27:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T22:33:50.304+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DESPEDIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sk0mtKl7jnI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/6VJgCjV4gl8/s1600-h/bailarina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353978089392803442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sk0mtKl7jnI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/6VJgCjV4gl8/s320/bailarina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Minha despedida&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não é um adeus definitivo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;preciso de tempo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;vou sair pelo mundo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;vou viajar, estudar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;vou curar as feridas da alna...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e também do coração...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vou analisar o mundo, os astros..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas levo todos vocês em meu coração &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vou deixar a porta aberta para quem quiser visitar-me e deixar o seu recado...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Onde quer que eu esteja sempre que der eu passarei para lhe visitar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sou errante...viajante do tempo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu sou como o vento&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apenas eu passo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se sentires um leve aroma de jasmim...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Serei eu que estarei chegando&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra matar minha saudade...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dos amigos que aqui deixei!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vou passar na Argentina&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vou dançar um tango de Gardel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vou levar meu violão &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vou rimar meus versos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vou ouvir meu coração&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vou apreciar a natureza&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vou observar o colorido das flores&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vou melhorar meu visual&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vou aos anjos agradecer...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não é um adeus...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apenas uma partida&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Na vida precisamos inovar novos caminhos...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E eu ainda sou uma mera aprendiz....&lt;/em&gt;&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/4891568849869140609-4113627702352388827?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/4113627702352388827/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=4113627702352388827&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/4113627702352388827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/4113627702352388827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/07/despedida.html' title='DESPEDIDA'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sk0mtKl7jnI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/6VJgCjV4gl8/s72-c/bailarina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-3699047819821518813</id><published>2009-07-02T04:35:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T04:39:03.387+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Amigo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SkwrsuXvXtI/AAAAAAAAAgI/OxBX7Cr42VQ/s1600-h/amigo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353702104398520018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SkwrsuXvXtI/AAAAAAAAAgI/OxBX7Cr42VQ/s320/amigo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perguntei a um sábio,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a diferença que havia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;entre amor e amizade,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ele me disse essa verdade...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Amor é mais sensível,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a Amizade mais segura.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Amor nos dá asas,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a Amizade o chão.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No Amor há mais carinho,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;na Amizade compreensão.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Amor é plantado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e com carinho cultivado,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a Amizade vem faceira,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e com troca de alegria e tristeza,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;torna-se uma grande e querida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;companheira. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas quando o Amor é sincero&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ele vem com um grande amigo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e quando a Amizade é concreta,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ela é cheia de amor e carinho.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando se tem um amigo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ou uma grande paixão,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ambos sentimentos coexistem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dentro do seu coração.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;William Shakespeare&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a class="autor" href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/William_Shakespeare/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/4891568849869140609-3699047819821518813?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/3699047819821518813/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=3699047819821518813&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/3699047819821518813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/3699047819821518813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/07/amigo.html' title='Amigo'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SkwrsuXvXtI/AAAAAAAAAgI/OxBX7Cr42VQ/s72-c/amigo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-3348294633123623795</id><published>2009-06-30T00:57:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T00:59:58.253+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Serenidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SklVbEPk7qI/AAAAAAAAAgA/uCesazNhns4/s1600-h/sereno.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352903555590450850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SklVbEPk7qI/AAAAAAAAAgA/uCesazNhns4/s320/sereno.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Quem vive na tranquilidade, que seja mais activo; quem vive na actividade deve encontrar tempo para descansar. Segue a natureza: ela te lembrará que fez o dia e a noite."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Séneca&lt;a class="autor" href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/Seneca/"&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/4891568849869140609-3348294633123623795?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/3348294633123623795/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=3348294633123623795&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/3348294633123623795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/3348294633123623795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/06/serenidade.html' title='Serenidade'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SklVbEPk7qI/AAAAAAAAAgA/uCesazNhns4/s72-c/sereno.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-5664794183740906100</id><published>2009-06-28T19:53:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T19:54:50.401+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Para ti, Raquel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Ske8Og7lXiI/AAAAAAAAAf4/2gnna88vPoM/s1600-h/untitled_rosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352453639697161762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 399px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Ske8Og7lXiI/AAAAAAAAAf4/2gnna88vPoM/s400/untitled_rosa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Contigo vai um pedaço de mim...&lt;/strong&gt;&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/4891568849869140609-5664794183740906100?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/5664794183740906100/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=5664794183740906100&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/5664794183740906100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/5664794183740906100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/06/para-ti-raquel.html' title='Para ti, Raquel'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Ske8Og7lXiI/AAAAAAAAAf4/2gnna88vPoM/s72-c/untitled_rosa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-8663047455980336795</id><published>2009-06-28T17:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T17:02:14.582+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Os sonhos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Quando renunciamos aos nossos sonhos e encontramos a paz - disse ele depois de um tempo - temos um pequeno período de tranquilidade. Mas os sonhos mortos começam a apodrecer dentro de nós, e infestar todo o ambiente em que vivemos. Começamos a nos tornar cruéis com aqueles que nos cercam, e finalmente passamos a dirigir esta crueldade contra nós mesmos. Surgem as doenças e psicoses. O que queríamos evitar no combate - a decepçao e a derrota - passa a ser o único legado de nossa covardia. E, um belo dia, os sonhos mortos e apodrecidos tornam o ar difícil de respirar e passamos a desejar a morte, a morte que nos livrasse de nossas certezas, de nossas ocupaçoes, e daquela terrível paz das tardes de Domingo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Paulo Coelho&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/4891568849869140609-8663047455980336795?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/8663047455980336795/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=8663047455980336795&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/8663047455980336795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/8663047455980336795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/06/os-sonhos.html' title='Os sonhos...'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-3425662885546649605</id><published>2009-06-26T20:59:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T08:14:15.702+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Desabafo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SkUpPHORa9I/AAAAAAAAAfw/-_feN36mkNU/s1600-h/dana+09a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Há situações que nos colocam em meditação, em introspecção, quiçá em confrontação com ideias feitas, erradas, sobre a internet. Nos últimos tempos tenho tido várias conversas “online”, ou por e-mail sobre este meio de comunicação. Não posso deixar de referir a Filomena, a Pedras Nuas, a Raquel (minha amiga de há anos, a Sara, com quem tive sérias discussões e até zangas ferozes, ultrapassada) enfim… Gosto de ler a Ibel, o Profeta, o Osho, entre tantos outros.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca me esquecerei da Luna, Multiplicares, que me conhece talvez como poucos, e definitivamente, o Delfim.&lt;br /&gt;Bom. Sobre o último não posso falar muito devido a situações complicadas, vividas, assumidas, que não poderei nunca revelar aqui.&lt;br /&gt;Dos que mais me marcaram, sem dúvida, a Luna, o Delfim, a Raquel ( antes a Vera), e por último não pela importância, mas pelo registo do Tempo, a Filomena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou contar pela primeira vez algo de mim. O meu casamento foi un conto de fadas, até à doença do meu filho Daniel, que faleceu com “Leucemia galopante”. Fui acusada pelo meu ex da culpabilidade dessa desgraça, da sua morte, fui maltratada, estive tempos sem saber o que era a Felicidade, sendo diariamente violentada no meu aspecto físico e moral e sentimental. Passei horrores que resultaram num lógico divórcio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passados tempos viajava pela Net e conheci a Luna, o Delfim, a Dreams ( que também nos deixou com um cancro no cérebro), a Musician, a Angela, sei lá, tantos.&lt;br /&gt;E de um momento para outro, apaixonei-me outra vez, não por sequer querer e reconquistei a minha capacidade de amar, de ser amada. Houve situações complicadíssimas, muito complicadas mesmo, até eu descobrir que no fundo, era uma pessoa carente que encontrava ao fim de tantos anos, através de um meio de comunicação do qual desconfiava muito, um suporte afectivo que me deu segurança.&lt;br /&gt;O mal disto foi o eu ter querido viver a situação como se fosse uma solução, facto que não veio a acontecer.&lt;br /&gt;Resultou num amor louco, numa paixão ardente, numa amizade que hoje ainda perdura, apesar de eu ter cometido algumas asneiras por egoísmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passado um tempo de convalescença normal após tantas emoções e indecisões, hoje posso defender que apesar de tudo, vivi e vivo feliz. Conheci um amor que me devolveu a capacidade de amar, de me sentir mulher, de ser amada talvez como nunca tivesse sido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dia actual, sei que esse amor é puro, não tem a ver com físico, com charme, ( também tem), mas sobretudo é um amor de respeito, de dádiva, de cumplicidade, de lágrimas solidárias.&lt;br /&gt;Não posso nem devo contar pormenores, mas tenho de testemunhar e pedir àquelas que vivem em sofrimento para que se libertem das amarras podres e lutem por portos seguros, no mínimo por praias que as recebam…&lt;br /&gt;Nem sei porque escrevo assim, hoje, porque me apetece chorar, até….&lt;br /&gt;Hoje recebi um mail em que me apelidavam de coisas ignobis, inadmissíveis a qualquer mulher, a qualquer ser humano.&lt;br /&gt;O meu único pecado foi ter amado, não ser amada, e ter reencontrado essa capacidade de amar. Hoje, sei o que é amar, para além do amor maternal…&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, cheiro uma flor e sinto o perfume do amor, olho o mar e vejo a cor da paixão, olho as estrelas, a lua e sinto e vibro com o que sinto no coração. HOJE AMO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quanto é bom amar e ser amada.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, nem tentei “poemar”, pois sei que não sou poetisa, mas para quem me conhece, compreende o que quero transmitir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VALE A PENA AMAR; LUTAR PELO AMOR;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-3425662885546649605?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/3425662885546649605/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=3425662885546649605&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/3425662885546649605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/3425662885546649605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/06/desabafo.html' title='Desabafo'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-7508420084519826613</id><published>2009-06-20T22:18:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T22:22:35.901+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quero o teu olhar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sj1TFOHQ8RI/AAAAAAAAAfo/8diz50aIML4/s1600-h/dde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349523281539035410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 366px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sj1TFOHQ8RI/AAAAAAAAAfo/8diz50aIML4/s400/dde.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quero o teu olhar no meu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a tua mão na minha,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;frente a frente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;calar as palavras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e decifrar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no silêncio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o sentir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quero que me olhes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que te deixes embrenhar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;na minha respiração&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e sintas o que não ouso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;expirar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quero o teu olhar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quero a tua mão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quero repirar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o que ousas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;calar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quero o teu olhar...&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-7508420084519826613?l=docepoema.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/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sj1TFOHQ8RI/AAAAAAAAAfo/8diz50aIML4/s72-c/dde.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-3222686547697216769</id><published>2009-06-19T18:45:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T18:59:02.015+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Não quero jantar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SjvQy9gDS8I/AAAAAAAAAfg/OenT3OD8znI/s1600-h/beijo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349098556353629122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SjvQy9gDS8I/AAAAAAAAAfg/OenT3OD8znI/s400/beijo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Não quero saladas, nem gelados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;quero ficar, não ir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;quero os teus beijos apixonados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;quando te sentir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;chegar para ficares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Não para ir para a varanda,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;mas para o passeio junto ao mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;e dançar, dançar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;contra o vento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Não te quero largar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;quero-te prender em mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;na praia, na mão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;na sala, no colchão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;e nem quero saber se amanhã é Sábado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;ou depois é Domingo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Quero ver-te chegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;não ter saudades &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;matar do abraço as vontades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;e saciar o nosso desejo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Quero não querer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;perder o tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;de te dizer que te amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;e no teu corpo deixar a marca do meu amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;e deixar que no meu deixes florescer a marca do teu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hoje não quero sair banalmente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;quero dançar, rir, falar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;beijar, abraçar, amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;depois quero que deixes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;para sempre, em mim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;a marca do nosso amor e desejo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hoje quero dançar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;amanhã, quero cantar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Amanhã, não tirarei a marca,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Deixarei que a vejas dançar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&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/4891568849869140609-3222686547697216769?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/3222686547697216769/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=3222686547697216769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/3222686547697216769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/3222686547697216769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/06/nao-quero-jantar.html' title='Não quero jantar'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SjvQy9gDS8I/AAAAAAAAAfg/OenT3OD8znI/s72-c/beijo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-7803492422926666564</id><published>2009-06-19T18:02:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T18:07:00.640+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Salada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SjvFL6dxhcI/AAAAAAAAAfY/L0z3qjyLOQA/s1600-h/salada"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349085790895965634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SjvFL6dxhcI/AAAAAAAAAfY/L0z3qjyLOQA/s400/salada" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoje, salada russa, saladas de cenoura, alface, pepino, azeitona e um batido de morango...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A seguir, um geladinho na esplanada; depois, varanda, ver o mar e dormir fresquinha. Amanhã, praia, sol, e relax.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Domingo... dormiiiiiiir!!&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/4891568849869140609-7803492422926666564?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/7803492422926666564/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=7803492422926666564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/7803492422926666564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/7803492422926666564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/06/salada.html' title='Salada'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SjvFL6dxhcI/AAAAAAAAAfY/L0z3qjyLOQA/s72-c/salada' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-1643336952469023462</id><published>2009-06-16T23:07:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T02:29:29.794+01:00</updated><title type='text'>De olhos vendados</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SjhG9YnGutI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/1jRiWyMSNzI/s1600-h/eijo+doce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348102577894898386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SjhG9YnGutI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/1jRiWyMSNzI/s400/eijo+doce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SjgX6IBfJAI/AAAAAAAAAfI/F4pPzvOu1HU/s1600-h/0017001AgQO.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mesmo de olhos vendados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Eu conheço os teus beijos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Como sei a cor da tua alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Onde a minha se acalma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E deixa-me esconder o meu mar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porque quero o teu rio doce&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Onde posso mergulhar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como meu ele fôsse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mesmo de olhos vendados&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu vejo o teu olhar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E tapo os meus olhos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Para nele não me afogar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-1643336952469023462?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/1643336952469023462/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=1643336952469023462&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/1643336952469023462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/1643336952469023462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/06/de-olhos-vendados.html' title='De olhos vendados'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SjhG9YnGutI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/1jRiWyMSNzI/s72-c/eijo+doce.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-6721956693039691211</id><published>2009-06-16T22:33:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T22:34:13.434+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Felicidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SjgP0NuiXfI/AAAAAAAAAfA/bAEIKeRclTI/s1600-h/felicidade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348041947214929394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SjgP0NuiXfI/AAAAAAAAAfA/bAEIKeRclTI/s400/felicidade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SjgPwEE9ILI/AAAAAAAAAe4/qNWSCT3wXLM/s1600-h/felicidade15.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348041875905126578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 344px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SjgPwEE9ILI/AAAAAAAAAe4/qNWSCT3wXLM/s400/felicidade15.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-6721956693039691211?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/6721956693039691211/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=6721956693039691211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/6721956693039691211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/6721956693039691211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/06/felicidade.html' title='Felicidade'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SjgP0NuiXfI/AAAAAAAAAfA/bAEIKeRclTI/s72-c/felicidade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-3997778585008669310</id><published>2009-06-16T01:43:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T01:45:43.815+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Daniel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sjbq4DAfWkI/AAAAAAAAAew/Kaost87yS7Y/s1600-h/vela.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347719856149977666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sjbq4DAfWkI/AAAAAAAAAew/Kaost87yS7Y/s400/vela.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hoje não vou escrever um poema!&lt;br /&gt;Hoje vou-te escrever, meu anjo, e dizer-te que tenho saudades de ti. Sinto que parte de mim morreu contigo, e não aguento mais tentar esconder que nas noites me assomam as tuas imagens de risos, correria, brincadeiras, de dores, de hospitais, de camas com brinquedos e seringas, de um sorriso sempre presente: “Mamã, um dia, hás- de correr nas ondinhas do mar, quando eu não estiver cansado”.&lt;br /&gt;E quando lembro que foste um homenzinho e sempre sorriste, sinto um aperto no coração, um sufoco, um nó na garganta…&lt;br /&gt;Mas como sei que não gostas de me ver chorar, só te vim dizer que gosto muito de ti, amo-te como a ninguém ou a nada, tenho saudades de ti, de te adormecer, de te ler histórias e até de me zangar contigo para ires dormir e descansar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, as estrelas brilham mais forte porque sei que estás aí, brilhando o meu caminho e dizendo-me que estás feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, tenho saudades de ti, e sinto-me confusa. Hoje não imagino a tua história. Hoje, só me lembro de ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/4891568849869140609-3997778585008669310?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/3997778585008669310/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=3997778585008669310&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/3997778585008669310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/3997778585008669310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/06/daniel.html' title='Daniel'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sjbq4DAfWkI/AAAAAAAAAew/Kaost87yS7Y/s72-c/vela.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-7186273773029624013</id><published>2009-06-15T21:24:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T21:26:33.987+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Convencimento</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SjauVRvN4LI/AAAAAAAAAeo/c-XWlQ4zB4s/s1600-h/ddr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347653288110973106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SjauVRvN4LI/AAAAAAAAAeo/c-XWlQ4zB4s/s400/ddr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Convenço-te a ficar&lt;br /&gt;Se me convenceres que ficas&lt;br /&gt;Convencendo-me&lt;br /&gt;Que te convenci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Convence-me&lt;br /&gt;A convencer-te&lt;br /&gt;E eu convenço-me&lt;br /&gt;Que te convenci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se nos convencermos&lt;br /&gt;Que já nos convencemos&lt;br /&gt;Sei que nada perdemos&lt;br /&gt;E tudo vencemos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se vencemos&lt;br /&gt;Convençamo-nos&lt;br /&gt;Que nos convencemos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONVENCI-TE????&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-7186273773029624013?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/7186273773029624013/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=7186273773029624013&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/7186273773029624013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/7186273773029624013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/06/convencimento.html' title='Convencimento'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SjauVRvN4LI/AAAAAAAAAeo/c-XWlQ4zB4s/s72-c/ddr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-3975797169199239028</id><published>2009-06-14T22:17:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T22:17:54.862+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Apetece-me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SjVo8s8XrkI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7KGAynV59h0/s1600-h/britney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347295524638142018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SjVo8s8XrkI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7KGAynV59h0/s400/britney.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Apetece-me gritar,&lt;br /&gt;Tirar essa máscara de mulher de ferro&lt;br /&gt;E assumir que sou cristal,&lt;br /&gt;Desejo, anseio, tensão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apetece-me rasgar&lt;br /&gt;Essa máscara de papel&lt;br /&gt;Mostrar o que me fascina&lt;br /&gt;Dizer o que me prende a voz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apetece-me dizer&lt;br /&gt;Que espero essa noite prometida&lt;br /&gt;E apagar essa saudade em passeio abraçados&lt;br /&gt;Num jantar à luz das velas,&lt;br /&gt;Sorver os teus pecados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apetece-me fazer uma loucura&lt;br /&gt;E despir esse preconceito&lt;br /&gt;E mostrar-me nua para ti&lt;br /&gt;E deitar-me nos teus braços&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apetece-me amar,&lt;br /&gt;Viver esse desejo, esse beijo,&lt;br /&gt;Adormecer no teu colo&lt;br /&gt;Abraçada acordar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apetece-me viver&lt;br /&gt;Intensamente o teu corpo,&lt;br /&gt;Beber a tua alma,&lt;br /&gt;E amanhã,&lt;br /&gt;Querer tudo outra vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-3975797169199239028?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/3975797169199239028/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=3975797169199239028&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/3975797169199239028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/3975797169199239028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/06/apetece-me.html' title='Apetece-me'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SjVo8s8XrkI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7KGAynV59h0/s72-c/britney.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-8556116558355249259</id><published>2009-06-14T01:38:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T01:40:11.879+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Arriscar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SjRG4VLga0I/AAAAAAAAAeY/R0Tv4fAzT-g/s1600-h/meu+olhar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346976591167646530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SjRG4VLga0I/AAAAAAAAAeY/R0Tv4fAzT-g/s400/meu+olhar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Nossas dúvidas são traidoras e nos fazem perder, o que com frequência, poderíamos ganhar por simples medo de arriscar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;William Shakespeare &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-8556116558355249259?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/8556116558355249259/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=8556116558355249259&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/8556116558355249259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/8556116558355249259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/06/arriscar.html' title='Arriscar'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SjRG4VLga0I/AAAAAAAAAeY/R0Tv4fAzT-g/s72-c/meu+olhar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-8833012368915205998</id><published>2009-06-12T09:19:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T09:21:58.751+01:00</updated><title type='text'>É, amor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SjIQGF2ahdI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/nXwmMfNvkAI/s1600-h/sduSbP203591-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346353404477867474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SjIQGF2ahdI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/nXwmMfNvkAI/s400/sduSbP203591-02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O amor é mais que palavras&lt;br /&gt;É flor de Verão, calor de Inverno,&lt;br /&gt;É acordar e sentir o coração saltar&lt;br /&gt;Depois de te poder olhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor é quando me olhas&lt;br /&gt;E me sinto uma rainha&lt;br /&gt;É como sentir na alma&lt;br /&gt;Cociguinhas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor é olhar o mar&lt;br /&gt;Sentir o teu sabor&lt;br /&gt;Nas ondas mansas&lt;br /&gt;Dar-te o meu calor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor é mais que dançar&lt;br /&gt;Uma dança apertada&lt;br /&gt;É o dia passar&lt;br /&gt;Esperando a madrugada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-8833012368915205998?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/8833012368915205998/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=8833012368915205998&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/8833012368915205998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/8833012368915205998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/06/e-amor.html' title='É, amor...'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SjIQGF2ahdI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/nXwmMfNvkAI/s72-c/sduSbP203591-02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-4288900388157281858</id><published>2009-06-09T00:38:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T00:39:57.280+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nada temo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Si2hQ1oM4bI/AAAAAAAAAeI/koEoTwwy_Gk/s1600-h/flor.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345105643404321202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Si2hQ1oM4bI/AAAAAAAAAeI/koEoTwwy_Gk/s400/flor.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não me importam os ventos&lt;br /&gt;As marés vivas de altas ondas&lt;br /&gt;Não receio tormentos&lt;br /&gt;De adamastores ou anacondas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não temo tempestades&lt;br /&gt;Com chuva e trovoadas,&lt;br /&gt;Ou as noites escuras&lt;br /&gt;Ou manhãs enubladas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me apavora o passado&lt;br /&gt;Ou o futuro incerto&lt;br /&gt;Quero o presente&lt;br /&gt;Assim, liberto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo porque sei que me amas,&lt;br /&gt;Porque te amo&lt;br /&gt;E vou quando me chamas&lt;br /&gt;E vens quando te chamo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já nada temo&lt;br /&gt;Porque tenho o teu peito&lt;br /&gt;Em que me protejo e abrigo&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor, meu amigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&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/4891568849869140609-4288900388157281858?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/4288900388157281858/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=4288900388157281858&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/4288900388157281858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/4288900388157281858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/06/nada-temo.html' title='Nada temo'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Si2hQ1oM4bI/AAAAAAAAAeI/koEoTwwy_Gk/s72-c/flor.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-4738339477811518631</id><published>2009-06-07T17:48:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T17:54:08.268+01:00</updated><title type='text'>É tão bom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SivwgWAJflI/AAAAAAAAAeA/-w2ERUmA1pg/s1600-h/gatos.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344629821257907794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SivwgWAJflI/AAAAAAAAAeA/-w2ERUmA1pg/s400/gatos.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;É tão bom ter um telhado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;para esperar por ti&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mesmo molhado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;seguras-me aqui&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;É bom poder estar assim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;juntinhos ao luar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sabendo que no fim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;podemos namorar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;É tão bom ter um amigo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;que espera por nós,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nos segura e ampara&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no seu abrigo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;É tão bom ronronar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e adormecer assim juntinhos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e no acordar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sentir só beijinhos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-4738339477811518631?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/4738339477811518631/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=4738339477811518631&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/4738339477811518631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/4738339477811518631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/06/e-tao-bom.html' title='É tão bom'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SivwgWAJflI/AAAAAAAAAeA/-w2ERUmA1pg/s72-c/gatos.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-1124806127532255771</id><published>2009-06-06T01:11:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T01:18:46.163+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantasia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sim1X61UdVI/AAAAAAAAAd4/R_ae3dJR1Tk/s1600-h/cqdeira.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344001855386318162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sim1X61UdVI/AAAAAAAAAd4/R_ae3dJR1Tk/s400/cqdeira.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;A minha cadeira,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;a tua cadeira,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;a nossa cadeira,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;a nossa fantasia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ver o mar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;numa cadeira sentar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;beijar, dançar, sonhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;A minha praia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;a tua praia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;a nossa praia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;a tua fantasia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Não ver o mar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;na areia deitar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;sonhar, beijar, dançar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;A minha fantasia é esta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;e dela não abdico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;não a escondo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;nem esqueço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;porque a vivo noite e dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;A nossa fantasia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;é esta, vazia, como cadeira fugidia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;ou areia que tivemos na mão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;e levada pelo vento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;veio na brisa que fundiu o amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;no teu e no meu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Somos fantasia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Não!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Somos o que podemos ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;na praia, na rua, no ecran...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;A sós, somos nós, fantasia da fantasia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-1124806127532255771?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/1124806127532255771/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=1124806127532255771&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/1124806127532255771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/1124806127532255771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/06/fantasia.html' title='Fantasia'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sim1X61UdVI/AAAAAAAAAd4/R_ae3dJR1Tk/s72-c/cqdeira.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-2411503382297211380</id><published>2009-06-03T11:43:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T11:58:21.542+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Principe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SiZXOx0zkeI/AAAAAAAAAdw/1olA7YHzmBo/s1600-h/sol_amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343053919326278114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SiZXOx0zkeI/AAAAAAAAAdw/1olA7YHzmBo/s400/sol_amor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tenho um principe que é feiticeiro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não tem reino mas é verdadeiro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ama a lua, o luar, o mar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E tem um coração a cantar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foi já praia de sonhos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É maré de saudades&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tem brilhozinho nos olhos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E doçura no tocar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É o meu anjo da guarda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A quem eu confio tudo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E de que ele fica mudo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É um principe encantado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que guardo no coração&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É brisa que acalma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E calor de um vulcão&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Só posso ser dele um sonho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porque ele é assim também&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas esse amor verdadeiro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foi ele que fez, o feiticeiro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&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/4891568849869140609-2411503382297211380?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/2411503382297211380/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=2411503382297211380&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/2411503382297211380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/2411503382297211380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/06/principe.html' title='Principe'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SiZXOx0zkeI/AAAAAAAAAdw/1olA7YHzmBo/s72-c/sol_amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-6420463791772209261</id><published>2009-05-31T19:31:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T19:34:26.721+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Não perguntes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SiLNoGpRnaI/AAAAAAAAAdo/HCoPwujRzXU/s1600-h/olhos+meus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342058196877024674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SiLNoGpRnaI/AAAAAAAAAdo/HCoPwujRzXU/s400/olhos+meus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não perguntes porquê&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nem eu sei a resposta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mas olhando esse mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Só me apetece chorar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não me perguntes porquê&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eu estar assim triste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nem eu sei o quê&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me faz sentir assim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Choro porque vejo as ondas do mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A quererem beijar a praia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E aqueles rochedos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fazem uma muralha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E não as deixam passar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-6420463791772209261?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/6420463791772209261/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=6420463791772209261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/6420463791772209261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/6420463791772209261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/05/nao-perguntes.html' title='Não perguntes'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SiLNoGpRnaI/AAAAAAAAAdo/HCoPwujRzXU/s72-c/olhos+meus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-3576629077267777427</id><published>2009-05-28T22:06:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T22:20:17.523+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Escondo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sh8ACeIHsCI/AAAAAAAAAdg/dwiVlGUB7CQ/s1600-h/linda.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340987725531557922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sh8ACeIHsCI/AAAAAAAAAdg/dwiVlGUB7CQ/s400/linda.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;São apenas momentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Que passam rápidamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Quando me sinto assim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;A amar perdidamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Queria a Eternidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Quando te posso amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;E ter a Felicidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;De em ti poder acordar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;São apenas momentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Que eu quero poder viver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Quando tu chegares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;E não partires de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;São apenas momentos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Que eu quero sentir assim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;E os teus sentimentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Guardá-los para mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;São apenas momentos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;De quem nada quer dizer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se não de quem tem vontade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;De tos fazer viver&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-3576629077267777427?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/3576629077267777427/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=3576629077267777427&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/3576629077267777427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/3576629077267777427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/05/escondo.html' title='Escondo'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sh8ACeIHsCI/AAAAAAAAAdg/dwiVlGUB7CQ/s72-c/linda.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-3167217949382210551</id><published>2009-05-28T21:57:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T22:02:21.103+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rom rom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sh77rYvN4JI/AAAAAAAAAdY/gw7PuiAp3Lk/s1600-h/rom+rom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340982930901426322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sh77rYvN4JI/AAAAAAAAAdY/gw7PuiAp3Lk/s400/rom+rom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tenho um gato assim rafeiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mas ele é tão meiguinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Não tem qualquer cheiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;E gosta de miminho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Gosto de lhe ouvir o rom rom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Quando vem narigar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;E é tão bom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;O pêlo acariciar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Gosta de sopas de leite de manhã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;À tarde gosta mais de peixe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;E quando o ouço miar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;É porque não quer que o deixe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tenho um gatinho assim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Que gosta muito de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Faz miminhos toda a hora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sei que daqui não vai embora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tenho um gato que é assim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gosto dele e ele gosta de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&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/4891568849869140609-3167217949382210551?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/3167217949382210551/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=3167217949382210551&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/3167217949382210551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/3167217949382210551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/05/rom-rom.html' title='Rom rom'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sh77rYvN4JI/AAAAAAAAAdY/gw7PuiAp3Lk/s72-c/rom+rom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-561246498833296380</id><published>2009-05-26T21:02:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:08:10.248+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Respiração</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/ShxMAfPHMbI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/KBVE6gyU118/s1600-h/rr.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340226829423161778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/ShxMAfPHMbI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/KBVE6gyU118/s400/rr.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Respiro, inspiro, suspiro, expiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sinto, pressinto, presumo, espero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sonho, imagino, projecto, consigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Penso, medito, tento, ajo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Só não luto por lutar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mas luto por conseguir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chegar ao meu lugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A subir ou a cair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quero, labuto, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Se não conseguir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não visto de luto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lutar e perder é viver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Esperar sem fazer é morrer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Conseguir é Ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Chorar de perder&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mas rir de tentar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-561246498833296380?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/561246498833296380/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=561246498833296380&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/561246498833296380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/561246498833296380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/05/respiracao.html' title='Respiração'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/ShxMAfPHMbI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/KBVE6gyU118/s72-c/rr.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-1568518587442036376</id><published>2009-05-21T15:57:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T16:05:56.439+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quero o teu abraço</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/ShVtbWdZCEI/AAAAAAAAAco/YhHOrtKphBE/s1600-h/16127176_1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338293249970341954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/ShVtbWdZCEI/AAAAAAAAAco/YhHOrtKphBE/s400/16127176_1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/ShVtLsmaKGI/AAAAAAAAAcg/LIQ8TizIy8Y/s1600-h/16127176_1.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quero o teu abraço assim, meigo e doce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Para me poder encontrar e sentir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Abre os teus braços e deixa-me descansar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Somente assim... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Abre os teus braços&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quero abraçar-te assim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dar-te os meus laços&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E voar e sonhar e aportar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dá-me os teus braços&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Deixa-me em ti chegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Prende-me como amarras ao cais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E deixa o teu perfume se te vais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dou-te o meu abraço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Porque quero sentir a tua alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Esquecer o corpo, e ficar em ti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Assim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&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' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-1568518587442036376?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/1568518587442036376/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=1568518587442036376&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/1568518587442036376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/1568518587442036376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/05/quero-o-teu-abraco.html' title='Quero o teu abraço'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/ShVtbWdZCEI/AAAAAAAAAco/YhHOrtKphBE/s72-c/16127176_1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-5729030150294906244</id><published>2009-05-20T21:31:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T21:38:04.417+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Um minuto...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/ShRqFdugptI/AAAAAAAAAcY/TZnPMSgTRcU/s1600-h/500px-Vit%25C3%25B3ria_R%25C3%25A9gia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338008100452476626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/ShRqFdugptI/AAAAAAAAAcY/TZnPMSgTRcU/s400/500px-Vit%25C3%25B3ria_R%25C3%25A9gia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pára um minuto, respira,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sossega a pulsação&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O sol inspira&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É quase Verão&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deixa a mente vaguear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ouve a minha voz a chamar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deita-te nesse cântico que entoo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E sabes que para ti voo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pára um momento e descansa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poisa a cabeça nos joelhos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E larga pensamentos velhos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sente a minha mão no teu peito&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deixa o coração pulsar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E deixa-me tocar-te ao meu jeito&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pára um segundo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olha os meus olhos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E dar-te-ei o meu mundo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4891568849869140609-5729030150294906244?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/5729030150294906244/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=5729030150294906244&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/5729030150294906244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/5729030150294906244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/05/um-minuto.html' title='Um minuto...'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/ShRqFdugptI/AAAAAAAAAcY/TZnPMSgTRcU/s72-c/500px-Vit%25C3%25B3ria_R%25C3%25A9gia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-4678485858227837069</id><published>2009-05-20T16:57:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T16:58:35.715+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sombras</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/ShQooaITr0I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/4f54jLg9jJs/s1600-h/caminho-na-floresta-3a32d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337936133014925122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/ShQooaITr0I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/4f54jLg9jJs/s400/caminho-na-floresta-3a32d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Para haver sombras tem de haver luz&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/4891568849869140609-4678485858227837069?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/4678485858227837069/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=4678485858227837069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/4678485858227837069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/4678485858227837069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/05/sombras.html' title='Sombras'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/ShQooaITr0I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/4f54jLg9jJs/s72-c/caminho-na-floresta-3a32d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-7083121735913547945</id><published>2009-05-19T12:13:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T12:21:55.773+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O amor é tudo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/ShKWRclsfOI/AAAAAAAAAcI/vsTaijI-veo/s1600-h/y1pAlnV-NdN01NO20eF1G2M8FEe4foifVN1DjwdvD2nLZoo-ns_Siq645ZWaw3sHD6V787K3zl_uFU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337493734863699170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/ShKWRclsfOI/AAAAAAAAAcI/vsTaijI-veo/s400/y1pAlnV-NdN01NO20eF1G2M8FEe4foifVN1DjwdvD2nLZoo-ns_Siq645ZWaw3sHD6V787K3zl_uFU.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não há como o riso das crianças&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como o canto dos pardais,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O sol a raiar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ou o brilho do mar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não há como a alegria de um velho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ou dele a experiência e Saber&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que nos dá força para lutar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E gostar de viver&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não há como a pureza da água&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ou como o toque da brisa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que nos mata a mágoa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não há nada como da paixão o calor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que nos ama por amar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E de nós quer somente o amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&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/4891568849869140609-7083121735913547945?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/7083121735913547945/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=7083121735913547945&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/7083121735913547945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/7083121735913547945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/05/o-amor-e-tudo.html' title='O amor é tudo'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/ShKWRclsfOI/AAAAAAAAAcI/vsTaijI-veo/s72-c/y1pAlnV-NdN01NO20eF1G2M8FEe4foifVN1DjwdvD2nLZoo-ns_Siq645ZWaw3sHD6V787K3zl_uFU.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-7220831739102594986</id><published>2009-05-15T02:28:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T03:33:58.275+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SgzGedWzixI/AAAAAAAAAcA/8axXYUXJtBY/s1600-h/O_AMOR_MAIS_PROFUNDO.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335857885105851154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SgzGedWzixI/AAAAAAAAAcA/8axXYUXJtBY/s400/O_AMOR_MAIS_PROFUNDO.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O amor acontece quando tu vens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nesse olhar tão cintilante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E mais brilho tens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Se o trazes acalmante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fico contente com o teu olhar&lt;br /&gt;Que mais te faz brilhar&lt;br /&gt;Nesse beijo calado&lt;br /&gt;Mas tão adocicado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando o amor aparece&lt;br /&gt;Colado no meu peito&lt;br /&gt;E no meu beijo permanece&lt;br /&gt;Descanso em ti, meu leito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor é assim, quando tu vens&lt;br /&gt;Fica assim, quando vais&lt;br /&gt;Porque sei que tu sabes&lt;br /&gt;Que eu sou o teu cais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/4891568849869140609-7220831739102594986?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/7220831739102594986/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=7220831739102594986&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/7220831739102594986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/7220831739102594986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/05/o-amor.html' title='O amor'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SgzGedWzixI/AAAAAAAAAcA/8axXYUXJtBY/s72-c/O_AMOR_MAIS_PROFUNDO.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-6208664014605103685</id><published>2009-05-13T23:53:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T23:54:09.846+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Para ti,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SgtPjUtvlkI/AAAAAAAAAbo/gf_kcn-cND0/s1600-h/A03lotus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335445651825071682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SgtPjUtvlkI/AAAAAAAAAbo/gf_kcn-cND0/s400/A03lotus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para ti feiticeiro!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-6208664014605103685?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/6208664014605103685/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=6208664014605103685&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/6208664014605103685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/6208664014605103685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/05/para-ti.html' title='Para ti,'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SgtPjUtvlkI/AAAAAAAAAbo/gf_kcn-cND0/s72-c/A03lotus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-1174360999983272802</id><published>2009-05-13T13:13:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T13:21:10.202+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Só faltas tu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sgq6oBHI31I/AAAAAAAAAbg/9AC5_ZCY9HQ/s1600-h/imgpost-4873D204C1EBDDF02AC0E5EAAFEDAE553092008174144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335281905229684562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sgq6oBHI31I/AAAAAAAAAbg/9AC5_ZCY9HQ/s400/imgpost-4873D204C1EBDDF02AC0E5EAAFEDAE553092008174144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luzes, som, palco está tudo preparado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Só faltas tu para começares o show&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nesse espaço tão esperado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em que a minha esperança ficou&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não espero a assistência&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prefiro ser eu a espectadora&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E espero com insistência&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Essa performance arrebatadora&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O meu espectáculo quer-te aqui&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A mostrares-me o que és&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E quero acabar sentindo-me em ti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No final pedirei um encore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Para poder ficar mais um tempo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Com aquele que me fascina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E no meu teatro é vivo e não morre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4891568849869140609-1174360999983272802?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/1174360999983272802/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=1174360999983272802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/1174360999983272802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/1174360999983272802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-faltas-tu.html' title='Só faltas tu!'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sgq6oBHI31I/AAAAAAAAAbg/9AC5_ZCY9HQ/s72-c/imgpost-4873D204C1EBDDF02AC0E5EAAFEDAE553092008174144.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-8872999637220773829</id><published>2009-05-12T03:14:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T03:26:11.498+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quero voar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sgjd-AppEYI/AAAAAAAAAbY/54RjDvh-KgM/s1600-h/dg.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334757816016638338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sgjd-AppEYI/AAAAAAAAAbY/54RjDvh-KgM/s320/dg.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nas luzes da rua cai a chuva fria&lt;br /&gt;E o chão se transforma em espelho&lt;br /&gt;Sinto essa noite que irradia&lt;br /&gt;Um odor a asfalto feio e velho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vejo vagueantes passar&lt;br /&gt;Correndo como quem foge de alguém&lt;br /&gt;No quente calor da sala fico a olhar&lt;br /&gt;Essa estrada que é de ninguém&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tento ver tu a chegares aqui&lt;br /&gt;Num sorriso e abraço quente&lt;br /&gt;Mas sei que isso já temi&lt;br /&gt;E temo ainda no presente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não por recear esse encontro desejado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mas por ter medo de mim apaixonada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;De querer-te aqui ancorado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E querer eterna essa madrugada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quero voar nessa chuva fria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Poisar no teu colo quente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E deixar chegar o dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Numa manhã  ardente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4891568849869140609-8872999637220773829?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/8872999637220773829/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=8872999637220773829&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/8872999637220773829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/8872999637220773829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/05/quero-voar.html' title='Quero voar'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sgjd-AppEYI/AAAAAAAAAbY/54RjDvh-KgM/s72-c/dg.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-3367684765194563015</id><published>2009-05-10T04:56:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T05:05:12.912+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Beijo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SgZSBEKXdoI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/jAbdH1_vkuI/s1600-h/foi-so-um-beijo01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334040986917500546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SgZSBEKXdoI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/jAbdH1_vkuI/s320/foi-so-um-beijo01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Num beijo me derreto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Num abraço me desfaço&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E quase te prometo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que te dou o meu egaço&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;É bom estar assim, sentir assim,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Olhar-te e sentir-te em mim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sentir que sou uma princesa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do teu amor a certeza&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Num beijo eu me entrego&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E dou-te o amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que em mim carrego&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Foi só um beijo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que hoje  sonhei&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E nesse beijo eu acordei...!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-3367684765194563015?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/3367684765194563015/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=3367684765194563015&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/3367684765194563015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/3367684765194563015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/05/beijo.html' title='Beijo'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SgZSBEKXdoI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/jAbdH1_vkuI/s72-c/foi-so-um-beijo01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-3997954465587305375</id><published>2009-05-10T01:38:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T01:48:38.826+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Diz-me porquê!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SgYkXj5vmyI/AAAAAAAAAbI/A9f_C0WgI6s/s1600-h/xca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333990795859958562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SgYkXj5vmyI/AAAAAAAAAbI/A9f_C0WgI6s/s320/xca.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Diz-me porque teimas em olhar o céu, da noite o escuro&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ou as nuvens que se reflectem na água do mar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque não desvias o olhar e vês os jardins, larga esse muro&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que te detém não te deixando sequer sentir o que é amar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Diz-me porque te agarras à dor, ao fumo que te sufoca&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não te esqueces desses aromas adocicados, venenosos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;que te chamam e te acorrentam como lobo numa toca&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E não te libertas dessas amarras de portos perigosos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Diz-me porque me fazes chorar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque me deixas assim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E até me fazes envergonhar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pelo que sinto em mim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Diz-me porque o teu mar aprendeu as marés altas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se esqueceu das ternas ondas que beijavam a areia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E meus olhos poderão descansar, quando faltas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E sentirei a tua paz que o meu coração anseia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Diz-me só uma vez:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que é feito desse amor lindo que se fez,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dessa doçura do teu olhar,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do meu alegre acordar...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dir-te-ei que talvez tudo seja assim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque tens medo de aceitar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que nunca te esqueceste de mim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E tens vergonha de voltar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&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/4891568849869140609-3997954465587305375?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/3997954465587305375/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=3997954465587305375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/3997954465587305375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/3997954465587305375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/05/diz-me-porque.html' title='Diz-me porquê!'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SgYkXj5vmyI/AAAAAAAAAbI/A9f_C0WgI6s/s72-c/xca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-112594080269320360</id><published>2009-05-06T17:39:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T17:48:34.225+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Beija-me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SgG-QG7WH7I/AAAAAAAAAbA/M6Nda1KIv_s/s1600-h/beijo+doce.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332752617730088882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SgG-QG7WH7I/AAAAAAAAAbA/M6Nda1KIv_s/s320/beijo+doce.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beija-me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deixa colar os meus lábios aos teus,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sente o sabor dos meus,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não me deixes descolar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desse querido doce beijar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dá-me também a tua mão&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Põe-na colada no meu coração&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deixa-me abraçar-te assim &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E ter-te pertinho de mim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não quero mais nada senão beijar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quero sentir a tua alma ferver&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quero sentir-me a viajar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E quem sabe no teu beijo morrer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beija-me docemente&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Olha para mim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;O meu amor assim sente&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E deixa-me amar-te assim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deixa-me depois em ti adormecer, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nos sonhos cantar e dançar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Prometo nada fazer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Até na manhã num beijo te acordar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&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/4891568849869140609-112594080269320360?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/112594080269320360/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=112594080269320360&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/112594080269320360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/112594080269320360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/05/beija-me.html' title='Beija-me!'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SgG-QG7WH7I/AAAAAAAAAbA/M6Nda1KIv_s/s72-c/beijo+doce.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-6550494478327280375</id><published>2009-05-06T03:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T03:14:00.546+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Palavras dorminhocas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoje não me apetece escrever poemas ( não sou poetisa), mas sinto que tenho de escrever qualquer coisa.&lt;br /&gt;Não vou escrever sobre mim porque já tive que chegasse por o ter feito anteriormente, mas hoje sinto um aperto, um friozinho no peito. Nem sei porquê acordar assim, a meio da noite e não conseguir adormecer. Depois, começo a pensar no Passado, e tento de repente abanar a cabeça e abrir a janela para refrescar. São imagens de doçura, de noites mal dormidas, de biberões, de fraldas, de acordar com choro, também outras de terror, de discussão, de coisas assim que nem se contam. Por outro lado, penso no amanhã, e sinto que temos de viver desde manhã com a força de viver, de sorrir, de fazermos as nossas tarefas com alguma comédia, senão, caímos numa depressão tal que ficamos velhas mais cedo. Pronto, escrevi… amanhã se acordada não gostar, apago.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje foi assim… apeteceu-me e já estou a bocejar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-6550494478327280375?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/6550494478327280375/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=6550494478327280375&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/6550494478327280375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/6550494478327280375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/05/palavras-dorminhocas.html' title='Palavras dorminhocas'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-7643114521612872401</id><published>2009-05-04T12:21:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T12:26:40.675+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Palavras</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sf7QsvFLW2I/AAAAAAAAAa4/oSUBs68v9-A/s1600-h/palavras.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331928475824249698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sf7QsvFLW2I/AAAAAAAAAa4/oSUBs68v9-A/s320/palavras.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As palavras são punhais,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;são amores, são flores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;são suspiros, são ais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;são sorrisos, são dores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Os olhares são mais leais,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pois os olhos não magoam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;não são fatais,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;nem de repente vão e voam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não me fales com palavras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;não me digas em segredos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;olha os meus olhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;rasga os medos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fala-me somente assim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dizendo-me sem o dizer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;e te direi de mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;se o quiseres entender&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4891568849869140609-7643114521612872401?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/7643114521612872401/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=7643114521612872401&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/7643114521612872401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/7643114521612872401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/05/palavras.html' title='Palavras'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sf7QsvFLW2I/AAAAAAAAAa4/oSUBs68v9-A/s72-c/palavras.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-5938360251951267680</id><published>2009-05-04T01:24:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T01:25:19.575+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sf416TSSOpI/AAAAAAAAAaw/Sfo9MalpLoU/s1600-h/Entre_as_Flores.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331758284578896530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sf416TSSOpI/AAAAAAAAAaw/Sfo9MalpLoU/s320/Entre_as_Flores.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Assim te sonho!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-5938360251951267680?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/5938360251951267680/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=5938360251951267680&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/5938360251951267680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/5938360251951267680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/05/sonho.html' title='Sonho'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sf416TSSOpI/AAAAAAAAAaw/Sfo9MalpLoU/s72-c/Entre_as_Flores.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-9067134846401289630</id><published>2009-05-01T13:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T13:06:38.244+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Choro-te</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SfrlkBTj8PI/AAAAAAAAAaI/Yz6bVRtVKDo/s1600-h/chorar.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330825515934937330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SfrlkBTj8PI/AAAAAAAAAaI/Yz6bVRtVKDo/s320/chorar.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E eu sei quando choras&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque te saboreio quando choves&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nos meus olhos moras&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Talvez porque em mim te moves&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E esse paladar não queria&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para não te saborear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alegre desejaria&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ver-te chegar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Escondido que estejas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sinto-te no meu peito&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mesmo que não o vejas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E quando choro&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sei que te molho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque no teu olhar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sei que ainda moro&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&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/4891568849869140609-9067134846401289630?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/9067134846401289630/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=9067134846401289630&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/9067134846401289630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/9067134846401289630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/05/choro-te.html' title='Choro-te'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SfrlkBTj8PI/AAAAAAAAAaI/Yz6bVRtVKDo/s72-c/chorar.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-4582330292718178760</id><published>2009-04-29T17:56:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T17:57:56.724+01:00</updated><title type='text'>São nós ... !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SfiHCJjelNI/AAAAAAAAAaA/8z_115tEDwU/s1600-h/nos.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330158629987194066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SfiHCJjelNI/AAAAAAAAAaA/8z_115tEDwU/s320/nos.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rasgar palavras em folhas amarrotadas&lt;br /&gt;Pontuando as orações,&lt;br /&gt;Acentuando imagens abandonadas&lt;br /&gt;Em irracionais razões&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falar sons inaudíveis&lt;br /&gt;Sentir vozes frustradas&lt;br /&gt;Dizer coisas inatingíveis&lt;br /&gt;Em rimas aparvalhadas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah que doce sensação&lt;br /&gt;Podermos escolher o que ler&lt;br /&gt;Terna a emoção&lt;br /&gt;Da banalidade esquecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São vozes, são nozes, são nós&lt;br /&gt;Que batem na indiferença,&lt;br /&gt;Que tão duras não se provam&lt;br /&gt;Que de tão atados ficam sós&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-4582330292718178760?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/4582330292718178760/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=4582330292718178760&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/4582330292718178760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/4582330292718178760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/04/sao-nos.html' title='São nós ... !!!'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SfiHCJjelNI/AAAAAAAAAaA/8z_115tEDwU/s72-c/nos.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-2732175087519478964</id><published>2009-04-27T02:16:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T02:22:59.732+01:00</updated><title type='text'>É bom pensar em ti!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SfUI6rvBd8I/AAAAAAAAAZY/1jnHwpek6G0/s1600-h/y1p1utuHbUxaNKMZoGqVrVAg2l-AytGZq2zIsmS60BPfN0rX65ZpW9Ng_8gimRGyN0r9Wh7snb_x8U.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329175538328238018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SfUI6rvBd8I/AAAAAAAAAZY/1jnHwpek6G0/s320/y1p1utuHbUxaNKMZoGqVrVAg2l-AytGZq2zIsmS60BPfN0rX65ZpW9Ng_8gimRGyN0r9Wh7snb_x8U.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;É bom pensar em ti&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E sentir essa ternura&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Como quando estás aqui&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;No sonho que à vida me segura&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;É tão bom ainda ter o teu sorriso&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Marcado no que eu sorrio&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abraçar assim o peito&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Senti-lo de ti cheio&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;É tão confortante saber que sonhas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Como eu sonho também&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E onde quer que o teu sonho ponhas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;O meu sonha e juntos ficam tão bem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoje senti que pensaste em mim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nem sei bem porquê, ou porque não&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas fiquei amarrada em mim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guardando-te e aquecendo-te no coração!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Foi bom ter acordado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E sentir-te colado em mim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nem sei se foi pecado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ter-te sonhado e acordar assim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-2732175087519478964?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/2732175087519478964/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=2732175087519478964&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/2732175087519478964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/2732175087519478964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/04/e-bom-pensar-em-ti.html' title='É bom pensar em ti!'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SfUI6rvBd8I/AAAAAAAAAZY/1jnHwpek6G0/s72-c/y1p1utuHbUxaNKMZoGqVrVAg2l-AytGZq2zIsmS60BPfN0rX65ZpW9Ng_8gimRGyN0r9Wh7snb_x8U.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-8860255108904104300</id><published>2009-04-25T21:01:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T21:07:18.512+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tua</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SfNtbZpPXHI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/WVvisfvf_Zo/s1600-h/1214258605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328723101617183858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SfNtbZpPXHI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/WVvisfvf_Zo/s320/1214258605.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E fui tua,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque eu quis e tu quiseste&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fui noite, estrela, lua,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque assim me fizeste&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Na explosão que provocaste&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;O vulcão estremeceu e abriu-se&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nos meus olhos incendiaste&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;O fogo e o gelo partiu-se&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E nessa doce sensação&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nem senti o coração&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Distraída estava eu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;A sentir o teu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não são saudades que sinto ou me doem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;São lembranças do que fomos, uma vez,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E assim quero que meus beijos voem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E te acendam novamente, talvez&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&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/4891568849869140609-8860255108904104300?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/8860255108904104300/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=8860255108904104300&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/8860255108904104300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/8860255108904104300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/04/tua.html' title='Tua'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SfNtbZpPXHI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/WVvisfvf_Zo/s72-c/1214258605.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-3411071284060695888</id><published>2009-04-20T02:13:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T02:17:42.532+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Olhar em frente</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SevNKhDbzyI/AAAAAAAAAYg/K9I-iw8Hj54/s1600-h/olhar+em+frente.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326576564850904866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SevNKhDbzyI/AAAAAAAAAYg/K9I-iw8Hj54/s320/olhar+em+frente.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Olho em frente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não esqueço o Passado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quero viver, respirar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não quero nada desarrumado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sei que se pudesse &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pegar numa borracha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E apagar algumas coisas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talvez não o fizesse,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porque aprendi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Olho em frente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sonho o Futuro,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quero arrumar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esse Vivido Passado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E o Presente quero festejar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-3411071284060695888?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/3411071284060695888/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=3411071284060695888&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/3411071284060695888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/3411071284060695888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/04/olhar-em-frente.html' title='Olhar em frente'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SevNKhDbzyI/AAAAAAAAAYg/K9I-iw8Hj54/s72-c/olhar+em+frente.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-5925497481293378264</id><published>2009-04-15T13:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T13:21:37.704+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lágrima, porque chove, aqui!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SeXRMcac7fI/AAAAAAAAAYY/L2Vo-gA9AmI/s1600-h/lagrima.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324892146151255538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 357px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 447px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SeXRMcac7fI/AAAAAAAAAYY/L2Vo-gA9AmI/s400/lagrima.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4891568849869140609-5925497481293378264?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/5925497481293378264/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=5925497481293378264&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/5925497481293378264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/5925497481293378264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/04/lagrima-porque-chove-aqui.html' title='Lágrima, porque chove, aqui!'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SeXRMcac7fI/AAAAAAAAAYY/L2Vo-gA9AmI/s72-c/lagrima.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-5071831300816903516</id><published>2009-04-11T02:57:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T03:00:36.002+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Boa Páscoa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.baixaki.com.br/imagens/wpapers/BXK28389_ovo-de-pascoa-decorativo800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1024px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 768px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.baixaki.com.br/imagens/wpapers/BXK28389_ovo-de-pascoa-decorativo800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cheguei a tempo de o desejar a todos, Graças a Deus! Desejo a todos os que me visitam uma Páscoa com Amor, enprego, Saúde e porque não uma oração especial pelos que sofrem pelo Mundo, principalmente pelos mais frágeis, mais pobres e perseguidos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&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/4891568849869140609-5071831300816903516?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/5071831300816903516/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=5071831300816903516&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/5071831300816903516'/><link rel='self' 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TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://manuelalves.files.wordpress.com/2007/05/41.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O tempo não descansa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É como o sol ou a lua&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que rodopiam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem cessar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nós não o senttimos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nem sequer o lembramos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas ele existe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E persiste&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O tempo não desilude&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Está sempre vivo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E não nos larga&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O tempo é uma sombra&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que nos segue constantemente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De quem nos esquecemos por vezes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas nos diz que não estamos aqui eternamente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-1240602764873276861?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/1240602764873276861/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=1240602764873276861&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/1240602764873276861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/1240602764873276861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/03/o-tempo.html' title='O Tempo'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-2144287572025188098</id><published>2009-03-13T00:27:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-13T00:32:49.232Z</updated><title type='text'>Deixa-te ficar, ou leva-me contigo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sbmpq2Ut3zI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/SRtWux9Yw6k/s1600-h/leva-me.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312463789062217522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sbmpq2Ut3zI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/SRtWux9Yw6k/s400/leva-me.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não me dês presentes&lt;br /&gt;Não me tragas flores&lt;br /&gt;Não me escrevas uma carta&lt;br /&gt;Não me atendas o telefone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, não me venhas visitar&lt;br /&gt;Não me venhas amar&lt;br /&gt;Não venhas navegar&lt;br /&gt;Não venhas sonhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas, leva-me daqui,&lt;br /&gt;Leva-me contigo&lt;br /&gt;E deixa-te ficar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-2144287572025188098?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/2144287572025188098/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/Sbmpq2Ut3zI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/SRtWux9Yw6k/s72-c/leva-me.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-3120154658609491676</id><published>2009-03-08T19:52:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-03-08T19:58:23.604Z</updated><title type='text'>Mulher...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://storage.msn.com/x1pgliP38XxBL3FP4WkVLlss3wKadtKNefUkYlQcISoMrw9T4qPaMf05cxeXt5u1IVOSFZ5MY7ahwYaEyHBz06YkCwEcMMNMNU8g8-8BWHoNzsK39uTGRySDP9mrrffVHbuXkp94qyfUBFqNyoAyrh3lQ"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://storage.msn.com/x1pgliP38XxBL3FP4WkVLlss3wKadtKNefUkYlQcISoMrw9T4qPaMf05cxeXt5u1IVOSFZ5MY7ahwYaEyHBz06YkCwEcMMNMNU8g8-8BWHoNzsK39uTGRySDP9mrrffVHbuXkp94qyfUBFqNyoAyrh3lQ" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alma de Mulher &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhos estremecidos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Coração palpitante&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Declarações sem sentidos,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Flores sem perfumes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pensamentos imaturos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gestos inocentes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A mulher é inocente demais&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ela se entrega,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mergulha numa ilusão&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sem pensar nas conseqüências.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se declara&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sem temer a solidão.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No final se desilude&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se rende a dor de um amor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joga pro alto seus &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a oncontextmenu="return false;" onmouseover="hw20793205521738(event, this, '1548210698'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='solid';" style="CURSOR: hand; COLOR: #e46713; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px dotted; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" onclick="hwClick20793205521738(1548210698);return false;" onmouseout="hideMaybe(event, this); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='dotted 1px'; " href="http://www.bilibio.com.br/poema.exibir.php?codPoema=101#"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sonhos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E vive em funções de lembranças.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se nega a sorrir.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anos se passam,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O corpo diz não&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas a alma e o coração dizem sim.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A alma de uma mulher&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;É extremamente sensível,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ela comanda verdadeiros &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a oncontextmenu="return false;" onmouseover="hw155121282738(event, this, '1548210698'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='solid';" style="CURSOR: hand; COLOR: #e46713; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px dotted; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" onclick="hwClick155121282738(1548210698);return false;" onmouseout="hideMaybe(event, this); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='dotted 1px'; " href="http://www.bilibio.com.br/poema.exibir.php?codPoema=101#"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sentimentos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sentimentos incompreensíveis,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sentimentos secretos,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sentimentos sonhados&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Por umaAlma de Mulher.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;retirado da net&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bilibio.com.br/poema.exibir.php?codPoema=101"&gt;http://www.bilibio.com.br/poema.exibir.php?codPoema=101&lt;/a&gt;#&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-3120154658609491676?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/3120154658609491676/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=3120154658609491676&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/3120154658609491676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/3120154658609491676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/03/mulher.html' title='Mulher...'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-6514946993319318917</id><published>2009-02-28T19:50:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-28T19:54:59.239Z</updated><title type='text'>E tudo se acalma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SamWjmuWRgI/AAAAAAAAAYI/FsKEWcbIIcg/s1600-h/voar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307939174267373058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 321px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SamWjmuWRgI/AAAAAAAAAYI/FsKEWcbIIcg/s400/voar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E tudo volta ao lugar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;quando a alma serena&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E a tensão deixa de nos prender&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E nos deixa pensar e sentir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E tudo volta ao lugar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E nos sossega&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando sabemos qeu as nossas ondas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estão no nosso mar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E tudo volta ao lugar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando abrimos asas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E voltamos a voar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-6514946993319318917?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/6514946993319318917/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=6514946993319318917&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/6514946993319318917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/6514946993319318917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/02/e-tudo-se-acalma.html' title='E tudo se acalma'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SamWjmuWRgI/AAAAAAAAAYI/FsKEWcbIIcg/s72-c/voar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-8433723739123855359</id><published>2009-02-24T18:16:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-24T18:24:19.748Z</updated><title type='text'>Nesse abraço</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SaQ6biA194I/AAAAAAAAAYA/lySfe6XLHwc/s1600-h/frd.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E foi assim, nesse abraço&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dado numa dança&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que cheirei o teu amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E mostrei minha paixão&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E foi nesse ritmo lento&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que vieste como a brisa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E desse abraço ainda sinto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;O teu calor, ternura e olhar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que entrou no meu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E mostrou o coração teu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E foi desse olhar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que a noite se iluminou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E me fez acordar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E foi dessa noite&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que deixou amar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que se fez o amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E a paixão raiar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-8433723739123855359?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/8433723739123855359/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=8433723739123855359&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/8433723739123855359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/8433723739123855359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/02/nesse-abraco.html' title='Nesse abraço'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-2509299891524088958</id><published>2009-02-20T18:06:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-20T18:10:31.075Z</updated><title type='text'>Não peço nada</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Não peço nada nem desejo sequer querer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Espero correr essa vida em sapatos de cetim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E gozar os anos como uma dança&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E descansar quando não puder pensar assim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sonho, talvez, um sonho banal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ser feliz, e gostar de mim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não desejo nada mais que ninguém&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Só sonho segurar a alma e o amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E das noites frias&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ver nascer o sol e o seu calor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-2509299891524088958?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/2509299891524088958/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=2509299891524088958&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/2509299891524088958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/2509299891524088958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/02/nao-peco-nada.html' title='Não peço nada'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-8222915367945587342</id><published>2009-02-16T18:09:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-16T18:16:17.191Z</updated><title type='text'>Sossego</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SZmtYrlR_jI/AAAAAAAAAX4/_EprCJsB4UA/s1600-h/1762670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303460675733028402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SZmtYrlR_jI/AAAAAAAAAX4/_EprCJsB4UA/s400/1762670.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nesse sossego&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me apego&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a mim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nessa serenidade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;deixo a saudade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nesse mar de sentimentos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me afogo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nesse antardecer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me renovo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nessa brisa do mar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me enlevo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nesse amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me entrego&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nesse olhar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me procuro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nessa alma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me encerro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-8222915367945587342?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/8222915367945587342/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=8222915367945587342&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/8222915367945587342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/8222915367945587342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/02/sossego.html' title='Sossego'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SZmtYrlR_jI/AAAAAAAAAX4/_EprCJsB4UA/s72-c/1762670.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-6608873400507717765</id><published>2009-02-07T22:06:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-07T22:11:30.990Z</updated><title type='text'>Sei</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SY4HBjsQlBI/AAAAAAAAAXw/HRVfOdQAWS0/s1600-h/solelua.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300181534803792914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SY4HBjsQlBI/AAAAAAAAAXw/HRVfOdQAWS0/s400/solelua.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sei que o Tempo não pára&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E corre depressa como o vento&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas também sei que se acalma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando encontra um lugar sossegado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sei que o mar se revolta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas logo baixa as ondas e marés&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E calmamente se deixa abraçar &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pelas praias que o esperam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sei que a lua não foge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apenas se esconde do sol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Para não ser vista a corar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando o vê no céu a brilhar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sei que assim te esperei&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Te acolhi e te amei&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E sei que assim vou esperar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O dia em que vieres a raiar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&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/4891568849869140609-6608873400507717765?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/6608873400507717765/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=6608873400507717765&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/6608873400507717765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/6608873400507717765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/02/sei.html' title='Sei'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SY4HBjsQlBI/AAAAAAAAAXw/HRVfOdQAWS0/s72-c/solelua.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-1700566149182484849</id><published>2009-02-05T20:23:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-05T20:28:41.256Z</updated><title type='text'>Indubitável</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SYtLxTwr_ZI/AAAAAAAAAXo/jfDGJzJnHRI/s1600-h/ttamoyy4.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299412697021676946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SYtLxTwr_ZI/AAAAAAAAAXo/jfDGJzJnHRI/s400/ttamoyy4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bebo água da fonte&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leio-te no olhar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sinto no ar a tua presença&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E na minha a tua alma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não quero mais Felicidade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saber que não te esqueces de mim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E também é verdade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que te lembro sempre assim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peço-te desculpa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por sentir o que sinto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por ti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas não sou eu quem sente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Essa doce sensação&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É o meu coração&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que assim sente docemente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Essa apaixonada Paixão&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/4891568849869140609-1700566149182484849?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/1700566149182484849/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=1700566149182484849&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/1700566149182484849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/1700566149182484849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/02/indubitavel.html' title='Indubitável'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SYtLxTwr_ZI/AAAAAAAAAXo/jfDGJzJnHRI/s72-c/ttamoyy4.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-7300578296764550819</id><published>2009-02-02T03:37:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-02T03:44:54.359Z</updated><title type='text'>flores</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SYZr2ldEw8I/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ho--M7pg-WQ/s1600-h/004N0528T3ce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298040597159134146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SYZr2ldEw8I/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ho--M7pg-WQ/s400/004N0528T3ce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoje só te posso oferecer flores&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brancas, como a cor da neve&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas são as que colhi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E arranjei com cuidado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trago-tas com carinho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desejando um Bom Dia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E oferecendo-te um sorriso&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sei que as vais ver&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E as vais levar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E sei que ao tocá-las &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vais sentir alegria&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;São apenas flores&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas são dadas com o coração&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aceita-as como um presente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Da minha terna paixão&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-7300578296764550819?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/7300578296764550819/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=7300578296764550819&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/7300578296764550819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/7300578296764550819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/02/flores.html' title='flores'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SYZr2ldEw8I/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ho--M7pg-WQ/s72-c/004N0528T3ce.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-519016573559196125</id><published>2009-02-01T19:46:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-01T19:50:48.190Z</updated><title type='text'>Pintada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SYX9BCI3PdI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/0qGtD-FMKJw/s1600-h/pintada.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297918730866998738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SYX9BCI3PdI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/0qGtD-FMKJw/s400/pintada.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pinto o céu no coração&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estrelas na minha alma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E um sol na Razão&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E marco a vermelho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os sentidos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E lhes dou outros brilhos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas mesmo que a tinta &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me esconda de mim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sei que por baixo dela estou&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E sinto na pele o colorido&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em que tu viste um arco-íris&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E onde está o teu coração escondido&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&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/4891568849869140609-519016573559196125?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/519016573559196125/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=519016573559196125&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/519016573559196125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/519016573559196125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/02/pintada.html' title='Pintada'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SYX9BCI3PdI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/0qGtD-FMKJw/s72-c/pintada.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-5989344719585556237</id><published>2009-01-30T00:30:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-04-29T17:35:44.973+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Beijo doce</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SYJOfntczlI/AAAAAAAAAXI/yl0vcSmpF50/s1600-h/daniela+fer+67.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Foi no teu doce beijo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que acendeste o meu desejo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E no teu olhar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ateaste a paixão&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;No teu abraço me perdi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E me entreguei livremente&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fazendo-me oferta de Amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que só uma vez se sente&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E é num doce beijo que anseio&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Molhar os meus lábios nos teus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;C&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;omo quando o Amor veio&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dos teus olhos aos meus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E não perderei outra vez&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;A direcção do teu olhar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E dar-te-ei o coração&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Até que deixe de pulsar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Neste doce beijo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que te dou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abre o teu coração&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que me amou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-5989344719585556237?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/5989344719585556237/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=5989344719585556237&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/5989344719585556237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/5989344719585556237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/01/beijo-doce.html' title='Beijo doce'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4891568849869140609.post-5811174311195173044</id><published>2009-01-29T17:15:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-04-29T17:36:19.499+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sei de mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SYHlm68W3zI/AAAAAAAAAXA/D5957ObcwK8/s1600-h/beijo+dela.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sei de mim o Pecado, o Amor,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Alegria, a dor,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;A paixão, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;O sim,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;O não&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sei de ti o Amor, o Desejo,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;O sorriso, o Pecado, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;A emoção&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;O sim,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;O não&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sei de nós a paz, o Amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;A paixão, a Alegria, a dor,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;O desejo, o sorriso, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;O sim, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;O não&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não sei de nós&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;O ódio, a guerra,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;O egoismo, a traição&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sei de nós&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;O que não sei de ti&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ou o que não sei de mim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não sei de nós a razão&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque sempre soubemos o sim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4891568849869140609-5811174311195173044?l=docepoema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/feeds/5811174311195173044/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4891568849869140609&amp;postID=5811174311195173044&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/5811174311195173044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4891568849869140609/posts/default/5811174311195173044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docepoema.blogspot.com/2009/01/sei-de-mim.html' title='Sei de mim'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834890553907298680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfsTeg09qyM/SsyLXGpNOOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nlRhsEVbV9s/S220/dandandandandan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
