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não para ser esquecido.No fundo do coraçãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18054521892609503692noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544914396713443523.post-10391566000282036602012-10-27T10:51:00.000+01:002012-10-27T10:51:00.821+01:00te amo...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />No fundo do coraçãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18054521892609503692noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544914396713443523.post-45448475371009596272012-10-22T12:22:00.001+01:002012-10-22T12:22:35.193+01:00Decifra-meNão me pergunte se te amo<div>
Jamais te direi com palavras</div>
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Meus sentimentos por ti </div>
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Sou sinônimo de mistério</div>
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Não terás as respostas pelos meus lábios </div>
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Tampouco te direi como obtê-las </div>
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Terás que descobrir...</div>
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Talvez através do brilho dos meus olhos quando olhas para mim </div>
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Talvez pelo tom de minha voz quando te falo do meu amor</div>
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Ou talvez, quem sabe, pela maneira que te toco, quando estamos a sós</div>
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Descubra você mesmo,</div>
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Mas não me perguntes</div>
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Não te direi com palavras</div>
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Saberás, se souberes procurar... </div>
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Se realmente me amas como dizes, acharás as respostas...</div>
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Elas estão fragmentadas em mim</div>
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Aos poucos, montarás um quebra cabeça</div>
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E, se no final, souberes interpretar a charada, saberás o que sinto por ti</div>
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Mas não demores muito tentando me entender.</div>
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Não conseguirás, eu sei! </div>
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Somente... decifra-me se puderes </div>
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Enquanto isto, me ame, como jamais amou</div>
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Abra seu coração para mim</div>
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E deixa-me ser dono de teu amor</div>
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Se te sentires <a href="http://www.mensagenscomamor.com/#">feliz</a>, talvez descubras o quanto te amo.</div>
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(Eduardo Baqueiro)</div>
No fundo do coraçãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18054521892609503692noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544914396713443523.post-5158249670303817712012-10-22T01:10:00.000+01:002012-10-22T01:10:02.379+01:00Amor é...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Amor é...<br />...Amor é a simplicidade em estender a mão<br />e dizer vem comigo...<br />é a meiguice de dar um sorriso...<br />é a palavra que traz a paz...<br /><br />é a ternura em dizer... eu te amo...<br />Amor ...é amar você do jeito que você é...<br />é sentir a felicidade de estar junto...<br />é poder sonhar o sonho impossível...<br />é acordar e sentir a esperança do novo dia ...<br />é acreditar que a fé remove montanhas...<br />é poder chorar na tristeza e na alegria...<br />é dizer ...<br />Meu amor, eu amo amar você...<br /><br />(Wall de Souza)No fundo do coraçãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18054521892609503692noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544914396713443523.post-76186530516073140592012-10-22T00:32:00.000+01:002012-10-22T00:45:53.035+01:00Vivências <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br /><br />Já chorei vendo fotos e ouvindo musica;<br />Já liguei só para ouvir uma voz;<br />Me apaixonei por um sorriso;<br />Já pensei que fosse morrer de saudade;<br />E tive medo de perder alguem especial... (e acabei perdendo)<br /><br /><br />Já pulei e gritei de tanta felicidade;<br />Já vivi de amor e fiz muitas juras eternas...<br />"quebrei a cara muitas vezes!"<br />Já abracei para proteger;<br />Já dei risadas quando não podia;<br />Já fiz amigos eternos;<br />Amei e fui amado;<br />Mas tambem já fui rejeitado;<br /><br />Fui amado e não amei... ( Charles Chaplin )No fundo do coraçãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18054521892609503692noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544914396713443523.post-58912971302919702782012-10-22T00:23:00.002+01:002012-10-22T00:23:37.741+01:00Sentimentos<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />No fundo do coraçãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18054521892609503692noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544914396713443523.post-86086223218875654362009-11-02T22:50:00.002+00:002009-11-02T22:57:54.350+00:00Pensa em mim...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Su9i_Mzr8HI/AAAAAAAAAgE/K2em3uAvT6I/s1600-h/8414592.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 315px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Su9i_Mzr8HI/AAAAAAAAAgE/K2em3uAvT6I/s320/8414592.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399643316149809266" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" ><br /><br /><br /><br />Quando te perderes na imensidão que te envolve, </span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Quando te perderes na contrariedade que em volta se move! </span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Quando tudo parecer perdido, </span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >E não mais encontrares um sentido! </span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Pensa em mim… </span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Quando te sentires sozinho, </span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Sempre que não encontrares o caminho! </span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Quando persistir a incerteza </span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >E sobre ti se abater a tristeza! </span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Pensa em mim… </span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Mesmo que não exista uma razão… </span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >E que não encontres uma explicação! </span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Por casualidade, </span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Ou por inevitabilidade! </span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Pensa em mim… </span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Carinhosamente… </span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Secretamente </span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Guarda para mim um momento, </span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Consciente da possibilidade de um contratempo! </span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Pensa em mim… </span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Lembra-te de cada momento, </span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Dá-me um só pensamento! </span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Porque um simples pensamento teu </span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Revela-me a razão da minha existência </span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >E a tua importância retida na tua ausência! </span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Pensa em mim… </span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Para além da minha simples aparência, </span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Estarei sempre aqui… </span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Para sempre! </span>No fundo do coraçãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18054521892609503692noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544914396713443523.post-68768389748729762042008-02-03T18:59:00.000+00:002008-12-10T04:18:01.861+00:00Soneto do amor total<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/R6YQYIqVhYI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/SamyP2fYj4o/s1600-h/moldura_seu_amor.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162832029654812034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/R6YQYIqVhYI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/SamyP2fYj4o/s400/moldura_seu_amor.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;">Amo-te tanto meu amor... não cante</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;">O humano coração com mais verdade...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;">Amo-te como amigo e como amante...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;">Numa sempre diversa realidade.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;">Amo-te enfim, de um calmo amor prestante</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;">E te amo além, presente na saudade.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;">Amo-te enfim. com grande liberdade</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;">Dentro da eternidade e a cada instante.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;">Amo-te como um bicho, simplesmente</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;">de um amor sem mistério e sem virtude</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;">com um desejo maciço e permanente.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;">E de te amar assim, muito e amiúde </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;">É que um dia em teu corpo derrepente</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;">hei-de morrer de amar mais do que pude.</span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">(Vinicius de Morais)</span></div><div align="center"></div>No fundo do coraçãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18054521892609503692noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544914396713443523.post-54022065378430535602008-01-21T16:41:00.000+00:002008-01-21T16:51:59.178+00:00"Inconfesso desejo"<div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Queria ter coragem</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">para falar deste desejo</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">queria poder declarar ao mundo</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">este amor.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Não me falta vontade</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">não me falta desejo.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Você é minha vontade, </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">meu maior desejo.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Queria poder gritar</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">esta loucura saudável</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">que é estar em teus braços</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">perdido pelos teus beijos</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">sentindo-me louco de desejo.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Queria recitar versos</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">cantar aos quatro ventos</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">as palavras que brotam</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">você é a inspiração, </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">minha motivação.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Queria falar dos sonhos</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">dizer os meus secretos desejos</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">que é largar tudo </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">para viver com você</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">este inconfesso desejo...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;">(Carlos Drummond de Andrade)</span></div>No fundo do coraçãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18054521892609503692noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544914396713443523.post-10104356435792779472007-11-02T12:50:00.000+00:002008-12-10T04:18:04.131+00:00Mais poemas<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RysTsFjycCI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/kjYFY4hnXfI/s1600-h/bemvindo8rq.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RysTsFjycCI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/kjYFY4hnXfI/s400/bemvindo8rq.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128214248818896930" border="0" /></a><br /><a 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RysWxFjycJI/AAAAAAAAAVE/8to9LO_BKL0/s400/mensagem+de+amor.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128217633253126290" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RysXz1jycLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZasU2q9FDlc/s1600-h/poema+magiadamor+roxo+.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RysXz1jycLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/ZasU2q9FDlc/s400/poema+magiadamor+roxo+.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128218780009394354" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RysVNFjycGI/AAAAAAAAAUs/LfDsiC3kOPw/s1600-h/cartao3.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RysVNFjycGI/AAAAAAAAAUs/LfDsiC3kOPw/s400/cartao3.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128215915266207842" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RysV91jycII/AAAAAAAAAU8/kf-RBch2BEo/s1600-h/estrela+poema.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RysV91jycII/AAAAAAAAAU8/kf-RBch2BEo/s400/estrela+poema.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128216752784830594" border="0" /></a><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RysVgljycHI/AAAAAAAAAU0/gyWh3IHFYnc/s1600-h/cartaoamor.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RysVgljycHI/AAAAAAAAAU0/gyWh3IHFYnc/s400/cartaoamor.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128216250273656946" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RysaP1jycQI/AAAAAAAAAV8/ZBT14LDj_j0/s1600-h/barra+urso+com+cora%C3%A7%C3%B5es.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RysaP1jycQI/AAAAAAAAAV8/ZBT14LDj_j0/s400/barra+urso+com+cora%C3%A7%C3%B5es.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128221460068987138" border="0" /></a></div>No fundo do coraçãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18054521892609503692noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544914396713443523.post-61561341412371378502007-10-22T13:27:00.000+01:002008-12-10T04:18:07.129+00:00Recadinhos<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxyOPeNSngI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/L3L2mESFEHI/s1600-h/blog+sejam+bem+vindos....gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxyOPeNSngI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/L3L2mESFEHI/s400/blog+sejam+bem+vindos....gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124126872498773506" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxyPiONSnhI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Xjwn0ArMJF4/s1600-h/barraazul.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxyPiONSnhI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Xjwn0ArMJF4/s400/barraazul.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124128294132948498" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"><span style="font-family:arial;">Olá a todos, estes recadinhos tirei-os de outros blogs, achei-os muito lindos.<br />São pequenas frases que muitas vezes nos dizem muito.<br />Espero que gostem. Bjs para todos.<br /></span></span></div><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxyPiONSnhI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Xjwn0ArMJF4/s1600-h/barraazul.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxyPiONSnhI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Xjwn0ArMJF4/s400/barraazul.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124128294132948498" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxyTHeNSnmI/AAAAAAAAARA/KHrKuKXl2uU/s1600-h/recado3.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxyTHeNSnmI/AAAAAAAAARA/KHrKuKXl2uU/s400/recado3.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124132232617959010" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxyT8uNSnnI/AAAAAAAAARI/XmJjTcFfDBw/s1600-h/recado4a.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxyPiONSnhI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Xjwn0ArMJF4/s400/barraazul.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124128294132948498" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rx9Sm-NSn2I/AAAAAAAAATA/_4gfRvfHKdo/s1600-h/comente20.gif"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rx9Sm-NSn2I/AAAAAAAAATA/_4gfRvfHKdo/s400/comente20.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124905730458165090" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxyfRONSn0I/AAAAAAAAASw/6_C1itOGmV0/s1600-h/beijos.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxyfRONSn0I/AAAAAAAAASw/6_C1itOGmV0/s400/beijos.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124145594261217090" border="0" /></a>No fundo do coraçãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18054521892609503692noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544914396713443523.post-81201523736038681602007-10-16T16:06:00.000+01:002008-12-10T04:18:10.231+00:00Poemas de Amor<div style="text-align: justify;"><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxYcv-NSndI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Y8R995GQ-dk/s1600-h/bom+dia.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122313236658691538" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxYcv-NSndI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Y8R995GQ-dk/s400/bom+dia.gif" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxovEONSnfI/AAAAAAAAAQI/VnSe_31uxiQ/s1600-h/15.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123459275667185138" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxovEONSnfI/AAAAAAAAAQI/VnSe_31uxiQ/s400/15.gif" border="0" /></a><br /></div></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxNN8uNSnHI/AAAAAAAAANI/JNauj5lBNPM/s1600-h/barra+cora%C3%83%C2%A7ao+vermelho.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121522906841652338" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxNN8uNSnHI/AAAAAAAAANI/JNauj5lBNPM/s400/barra+cora%C3%A7ao+vermelho.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Para todos que amam, que vivem o amor</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">com intensidade,aqui encontram poemas</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">e frases de amor. Sejam felizes...</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"></span></div><p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxNOo-NSnJI/AAAAAAAAANY/JoVSagYXQGo/s1600-h/cora%C3%83%C2%A7ao+de+gatinhos.gif"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121523667050863762" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxNOo-NSnJI/AAAAAAAAANY/JoVSagYXQGo/s400/cora%C3%A7ao+de+gatinhos.gif" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Eu queria dizer em palavras o meu sentimento.<br />Queria falar coisas do meu coração.<br />Coisas do momento,<br />que não tem lógica ou razão.<br />Que sejam somente palavras,<br />mas que expressem minha emoção;<br />O meu sentimento, a minha paixão;<br />Todo o meu amor, minha obstinação.<br />Mas busquei palavras dentro de mim,<br />no meu coração...<br />E nele encontrei apenas o teu nome...<br /></span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxOP_eNSnLI/AAAAAAAAANo/4ImwVFQNyes/s1600-h/barra+1+cora%C3%83%C2%A7%C3%83%C2%A3o.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121595521853725874" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxOP_eNSnLI/AAAAAAAAANo/4ImwVFQNyes/s400/barra+1+cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><br /><br /></span><br /></p><div style="text-align: center;" align="left"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxOQ--NSnMI/AAAAAAAAANw/Wmu9ib-2q8Q/s1600-h/c%C3%83%C2%A3o+e+gatinho.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121596612775419074" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxOQ--NSnMI/AAAAAAAAANw/Wmu9ib-2q8Q/s400/c%C3%A3o+e+gatinho.gif" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"Não te amo mais"<br />Estarei mentindo dizendo que<br />ainda te quero como sempre quis.<br />Tenho a certeza de que<br />nada foi em vão.<br />Sinto dentro de mim que<br />tu não significas nada,<br />não poderia dizer jamais que<br />alimento um grande amor.<br />Sinto cada vez mais que<br />já te esqueci!<br />E jamais usarei a frase<br />Eu te amo!<br />Sinto, mas tenho que dizer a verdade:<br />É tarde demais...<br /><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">(esta mensagem para ser verdadeira, é lida de baixo para cima)<br /><br /></span></span></span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxOVT-NSnNI/AAAAAAAAAN4/8-Ji8ZCvraI/s1600-h/cora53small.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121601371599183058" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxOVT-NSnNI/AAAAAAAAAN4/8-Ji8ZCvraI/s400/cora53small.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Que o sussurrar do vento<br />te leve um beijo carinhoso e eterno<br />e me deixe em teus pensamentos<br />para que a distância não apague<br />em ti a minha existência.<br /><br />A alegria de saber que tu existes<br />faz-me forte para suportar<br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">a tua ausência.<br /><br /><br /><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxOXeuNSnOI/AAAAAAAAAOA/iOnrYmpp07k/s1600-h/c%C3%83%C2%A3o+te+amo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121603755306032354" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxOXeuNSnOI/AAAAAAAAAOA/iOnrYmpp07k/s400/c%C3%A3o+te+amo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Quando te conheci ouve um tempo,<br />um lugar e o sentimento...<br />O tempo ficou marcado,<br />o lugar será sempre lembrado<br />e o sentimento jamais<br />esquecido"...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxNN8uNSnHI/AAAAAAAAANI/JNauj5lBNPM/s1600-h/barra+cora%C3%83%C2%A7ao+vermelho.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121522906841652338" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxNN8uNSnHI/AAAAAAAAANI/JNauj5lBNPM/s400/barra+cora%C3%A7ao+vermelho.gif" border="0" /></a> <div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><br /></span></span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><br /><br /></span></span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxS-xeNSnPI/AAAAAAAAAOM/4G2K47xW79Y/s1600-h/anjo7.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121928433358773490" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxS-xeNSnPI/AAAAAAAAAOM/4G2K47xW79Y/s400/anjo7.gif" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">A cada pensamento,<br />a cada sonho, a cada esperança,<br />a cada lembrança,<br />tu estás em mim.<br /></span></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxTBluNSnQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/UQHodUREM1M/s1600-h/barra+1+cora%C3%83%C2%A7%C3%83%C2%A3o.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121931530030193922" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxTBluNSnQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/UQHodUREM1M/s400/barra+1+cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o.gif" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br /><br /></span></span></span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxTBluNSnQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/UQHodUREM1M/s1600-h/barra+1+cora%C3%83%C2%A7%C3%83%C2%A3o.gif"><br /></a> <div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;">Neste momento penso em ti,<br />penso em ti e então<br />quisera me transformar em vento.<br /><br />E se assim fosse,<br />chegaria agora como a brisa fresca<br />e tocaria leve na tua janela.<br /><br />E se me escutas e<br />me permites entrar,<br />em ti me vou enroscar<br />quase sem te tocar.<br /><br />Vou roçar nos teus cabelos,<br />soprar mansinho no ouvido,<br />beijar tua boca macia,<br />te embalar no meu carinho.<br /><br />Mas eu não sou vento...<br /><br />Agora sou só pensamento e<br />estou a pensar em ti.<br /><br />E se abrires a tua janela,<br />eu estou chegando aí,<br />agora... neste momento,<br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;">em pensamento... no vento.</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"><br /><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxTL_-NSnSI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQcpBl4EHEw/s1600-h/poema+2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121942976118037794" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxTL_-NSnSI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rQcpBl4EHEw/s400/poema+2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxTMduNSnTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/8qLb8foJ8ek/s1600-h/amor+3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121943487219146034" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxTMduNSnTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/8qLb8foJ8ek/s400/amor+3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxTM8-NSnUI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ZSothV-S3Uo/s1600-h/amor+4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121944024090058050" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxTM8-NSnUI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ZSothV-S3Uo/s400/amor+4.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxTONeNSnWI/AAAAAAAAAPA/MbEPB4Oi_3o/s1600-h/amor+6.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121945407069527394" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxTONeNSnWI/AAAAAAAAAPA/MbEPB4Oi_3o/s400/amor+6.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxTPGeNSnXI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GqyBnLyrf5U/s1600-h/amor+7.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121946386322070898" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxTPGeNSnXI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GqyBnLyrf5U/s400/amor+7.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxTR5eNSnZI/AAAAAAAAAPY/fEGoMykHh-w/s1600-h/amor+5.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121949461518654866" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxTR5eNSnZI/AAAAAAAAAPY/fEGoMykHh-w/s400/amor+5.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxNN8uNSnHI/AAAAAAAAANI/JNauj5lBNPM/s1600-h/barra+cora%C3%83%C2%A7ao+vermelho.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121522906841652338" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxNN8uNSnHI/AAAAAAAAANI/JNauj5lBNPM/s400/barra+cora%C3%A7ao+vermelho.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rx9UbuNSn3I/AAAAAAAAATI/Ka34WFfNqaY/s1600-h/comente15.gif"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rx9UbuNSn3I/AAAAAAAAATI/Ka34WFfNqaY/s400/comente15.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124907736207892338" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxNN8uNSnHI/AAAAAAAAANI/JNauj5lBNPM/s1600-h/barra+cora%C3%83%C2%A7ao+vermelho.gif"><br /></a></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxYb-eNSncI/AAAAAAAAAPw/M1vbRppV24g/s1600-h/blog+placa.gif"><br /></a></div></div><script type="text/javascript">var dd1 = new YAHOO.util.DDProxy('viewport');</script>No fundo do coraçãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18054521892609503692noreply@blogger.com233tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544914396713443523.post-78766532685633726782007-10-12T14:17:00.000+01:002008-12-10T04:18:12.925+00:00AMIZADE<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw9xmONSm_I/AAAAAAAAALY/7HuQQ2gRmDA/s1600-h/barra+margaridinhas.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw9xmONSm_I/AAAAAAAAALY/7HuQQ2gRmDA/s400/barra+margaridinhas.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120436202806352882" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw9xaONSm-I/AAAAAAAAALQ/ms1cUBMNQcQ/s1600-h/amigas+para+sempre.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw9xaONSm-I/AAAAAAAAALQ/ms1cUBMNQcQ/s400/amigas+para+sempre.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120435996647922658" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw9xI-NSm9I/AAAAAAAAALI/JbtfzgcRJ7A/s1600-h/poema+ser+amigo.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw9xI-NSm9I/AAAAAAAAALI/JbtfzgcRJ7A/s400/poema+ser+amigo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120435700295179218" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw9w1ONSm8I/AAAAAAAAALA/fhnHuE5eYCY/s1600-h/mens.+amiga.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw9w1ONSm8I/AAAAAAAAALA/fhnHuE5eYCY/s400/mens.+amiga.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120435360992762818" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw9wK-NSm6I/AAAAAAAAAKw/9ZjmV0ZMt-s/s1600-h/barra+margaridinhas.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw9wK-NSm6I/AAAAAAAAAKw/9ZjmV0ZMt-s/s400/barra+margaridinhas.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120434635143289762" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >O amigo é ...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >Aquele que nos dá coragem,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >mas quer a coragem também.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >Aquele que nos abre a porta,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >mas pode fecha-la também.<br />Aquele que nos dá um empurrão,<br />mas quer ser empurrado também.<br />Aquele que vibra com o nosso sucesso,<br />e nós com o dele também.<br />Aquele que resiste sua inveja,<br />mas é resistente à nossa também.<br />Aquele que nos dá carinho,<br />mas quer ser acarinhado também.<br />Aquele que cobra pouco,<br />mas é cobrado pouco também.<br />Aquele que nos consola,<br />mas quer ser consolado também.<br />Aquele que nos acompanha,<br />mas quer companhia também.<br />Aquele que nos dá seu calor,<br />mas quer ser aquecido também.<br />aquele que nos dá amor,<br />mas quer ser amado também.<br />Aquele que nos dá sua companhia,<br />e quer um amigo também...<br /></span></div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" ></span></div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" ><br /></span></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw9sz-NSm5I/AAAAAAAAAKo/TK-iY7r4gGw/s1600-h/barra+margaridinhas.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw9sz-NSm5I/AAAAAAAAAKo/TK-iY7r4gGw/s400/barra+margaridinhas.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120430941471415186" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >Um AMIGO...<br />Ajuda-te;<br />Valoriza-te;<br />Respeita-te;<br />Acredita em ti;<br />Nunca te goza;<br />Compreende-te;<br />Nunca se ri de ti;<br />Aceita-te como és;<br />Caminha a teu lado;<br />Perdoa os teus erros;<br />Admira-te como és;<br />Diz coisas lindas sobre ti;<br />Ama-te por aquilo que és;<br />Diz-te a verdade quando precisas ouvi-la;<br />Porque é teu amigo de verdade...<br /></span></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw9qjuNSm4I/AAAAAAAAAKg/2egaHzraXew/s1600-h/barra+margaridinhas.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw9qjuNSm4I/AAAAAAAAAKg/2egaHzraXew/s400/barra+margaridinhas.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120428463275285378" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >Hoje sorrimos...<br />Amanhã choramos... Hoje temos €uros...<br />Amanhã nem por isso...<br />Hoje trabalhamos... Amanhã<br />descansamos... Hoje estamos aqui... Amanhã<br />estamos lá... Hoje bebemos... Amanhã<br />estamos de ressaca... Hoje somos amigas...<br />Amanhã... Bem amanhã...<br />Continuaremos amigas... Porque as amizades<br />verdadeiras guardamos no nosso coração<br />onde habita o mais lindo sentimento...<br /></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw9oUuNSm3I/AAAAAAAAAKY/qP_8wlwYPbQ/s1600-h/barra+margaridinhas.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw9oUuNSm3I/AAAAAAAAAKY/qP_8wlwYPbQ/s400/barra+margaridinhas.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120426006553992050" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><span style="font-family:arial;">Amigo é um anjo que está sempre ao nosso lado mesmo que na distância. É aquele que compartilha nossas alegrias e minimiza nossas tristezas. É aquele que se cala nas horas certas e dentro desse silêncio nos diz tudo. É aquele que nos aceita, não pelo que temos mas pelo que somos! Amigo verdadeiro é Anjo, é Paz, é Tudo.</span></span></span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw9mjeNSm2I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/VvkLLm96oqI/s1600-h/barra+margaridinhas.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw9mjeNSm2I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/VvkLLm96oqI/s400/barra+margaridinhas.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120424060933806946" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><span style="font-family:arial;">"O verdadeiro amigo não é aquele que nos alegram com "mentiras", mas que nos "ofende" com verdades.<br /><br />"Um verdadeiro amigo é alguém que te conhece tal como és, compreende onde tens estado, acompanha-te nos teus sucessos e fracassos, celebra as tuas alegrias, compartilha a tua dor e jamais te julga pelos teus erros".<br /><br />"Quando tu pensares que não tens mais amigos... é porque te esqueces-te que eu existo"!!!<br /><br />"Só existe uma coisa melhor do que fazer novos amigos, é conservar os velhos".<br /><br />"O sonho dá-nos que muitas vezes o que o mundo nos nega, mas o mundo deu-me algo que nem o sonho mais perfeito me daria, que é a tua amizade"...<br /><br />"Nunca deixes apagar dos teus lábios a pureza do teu sorriso, nem afastar dos teus olhos a serenidade do teu olhar, nem escapar do coração a nossa amizade".<br /><br />"Nunca te esqueças que quem ama não vê defeitos... quem odeia não vê qualidades e quem é amigo vê as duas coisas"!<br /><br />"A amizade é talvez a mais bela forma de amor porque é gratuita e intemporal, não precisa de promessas nem de carne e não se desfaz com zangas"!<br /><br />"Um amigo é o tesouro que nos enriquece a vida, felizmente sou rica, tenho-te a ti como amiga".<br /><br />"Somos todos viajantes pelas agruras do mundo, e o melhor que podemos achar nas nossas viagens é um amigo honesto".<br /><br />""Um tesouro nem sempre é um amigo, mas um amigo é sempre um tesouro".<br /><br />"Amigo é alguém com quem posso ser sincero. perto dele, posso pensar alto".<br /><br />"Existirá algo mais agradável do que ter alguém com quem falar de tudo como se estivesse-mos a falar connosco mesmos"?<br /><br />"Amigo é quem te socorre, não quem tem pena de ti"!<br /><br />"A única maneira de conseguir uma amiga é sê-lo"!<br /><br />"Um amigo é alguém que sabe tudo de mim; mas apesar de tudo, gosta de mim".<br /><br />"Todos ouvem o que dizes.Os amigos escutam o que tu falas. Os melhores amigos prestam atenção ao que tu não dizes".<br /><br />"Um verdadeiro amigo é aquele que entra quando o resto do mundo sai".<br /><br />"Amigo é como o sol, pode não aparecer todos os dias, mas sabemos que ele existe... Obrigado por seres o sol da minha vida"...<br /><br />"A amizade não obedece a uma presença constante, mas... exige uma constante lembrança. Por isso, lembrei-me das pessoas que realmente estimo e admiro... e tu és uma delas"!!!<br /><br />"A amizade duplica as alegrias e divide as tristezas".<br /><br />"Um dia uma estrela perguntou-me:- Não era melhor esquecer essa amizade?? Olhei para ela e perguntei:- Eras capaz de esquecer o céu?? Ela sorriu e compreendeu que jamais esquecerei uma amizade como a tua"!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></span></span><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw9QFONSm1I/AAAAAAAAAKI/-GRxQbb85DU/s1600-h/barra+margaridinhas.gif"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"></span></span><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw9QFONSm1I/AAAAAAAAAKI/-GRxQbb85DU/s400/barra+margaridinhas.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120399351986953042" border="0" /></a><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw9P4uNSm0I/AAAAAAAAAKA/c-lccGO_ExA/s1600-h/bonecos+amigos.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw9P4uNSm0I/AAAAAAAAAKA/c-lccGO_ExA/s400/bonecos+amigos.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120399137238588226" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw9ywuNSnBI/AAAAAAAAALo/BTt1nSaO8f4/s1600-h/letra+A.gif"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw9ywuNSnBI/AAAAAAAAALo/BTt1nSaO8f4/s400/letra+A.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120437482706607122" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">MIZADE</span></span></span><br /><br /> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rx9W3-NSn4I/AAAAAAAAATQ/7h6Jam3Wj68/s1600-h/c18.gif"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rx9W3-NSn4I/AAAAAAAAATQ/7h6Jam3Wj68/s400/c18.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124910420562452354" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw9L7-NSmwI/AAAAAAAAAJg/M38QsvozHFA/s1600-h/amigas+para+sempre.gif"><br /></a>No fundo do coraçãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18054521892609503692noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544914396713443523.post-45970483535698667982007-10-11T17:06:00.000+01:002008-12-10T04:18:16.329+00:00No fundo do coração<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw9NiONSmxI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ZUgOcdlsrKs/s1600-h/cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o+em+volta+das+rosas.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw9NiONSmxI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ZUgOcdlsrKs/s400/cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o+em+volta+das+rosas.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120396551668275986" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><span style="font-family:webdings;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /></span></span></span></span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"><span style="font-family:arial;">" Se um dia "<br />Se um dia te der uma vontade louca de chorar,<br /> chama-me,<br /> não prometo fazer-te sorrir,<br /> mas posso chorar contigo.<br /> Se um dia resolveres fugir,<br /> não te esqueças de me chamar,<br /> não prometo convencer-te a ficar,<br /> mas posso fugir contigo.<br /> Se um dia te der uma louca vontade de não<br /> falar com ninguém,<br /> chama-me assim mesmo,<br /> prometo ficar bem quietinha.<br /> Mas...<br />Se um dia tu me chamares e eu não ouvir...<br /> Vem a correr ao meu encontro...<br /> Talvez eu esteja a precisar de ti...<br /><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RwpCtONSmBI/AAAAAAAAAC4/vxt7GO44unI/s1600-h/barra+2+cora%C3%A7%C3%B5es+no+meio.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RwpCtONSmBI/AAAAAAAAAC4/vxt7GO44unI/s400/barra+2+cora%C3%A7%C3%B5es+no+meio.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118977271135377426" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RwpDLuNSmCI/AAAAAAAAADA/8vxT_NDYVKU/s1600-h/poema+brilhante.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RwpDLuNSmCI/AAAAAAAAADA/8vxT_NDYVKU/s400/poema+brilhante.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118977795121387554" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw5Ka-NSmvI/AAAAAAAAAJY/s4Fa6_Awr5Y/s1600-h/kitie.gif"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw5Ka-NSmvI/AAAAAAAAAJY/s4Fa6_Awr5Y/s400/kitie.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120111653602630386" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Sorri, nem que o teu sorriso</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">seja um sorriso triste, porque</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">mais triste que um sorriso triste,<br /></span></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"> é a tristeza de não saber sorrir.<br /><br /><br /></span></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RwuCmuNSmYI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ighJRLP7Suo/s1600-h/barra+2+cora%C3%A7%C3%B5es+no+meio.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RwuCmuNSmYI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ighJRLP7Suo/s320/barra+2+cora%C3%A7%C3%B5es+no+meio.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119329003187116418" border="0" /></a><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RwuBfeNSmXI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ncaYqNh_jSs/s1600-h/poema+o+amor.jpg"> <img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RwuBfeNSmXI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ncaYqNh_jSs/s320/poema+o+amor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119327779121437042" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RwuBG-NSmWI/AAAAAAAAAFs/6g0tYNI0W8Y/s1600-h/barra+de++cora%C3%A7%C3%B5es+brilhantes.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RwuBG-NSmWI/AAAAAAAAAFs/6g0tYNI0W8Y/s320/barra+de++cora%C3%A7%C3%B5es+brilhantes.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119327358214642018" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RwuA1uNSmVI/AAAAAAAAAFk/gKeOmECsMXM/s1600-h/borboleta+com+cora%C3%A7%C3%B5es.gif"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RwuA1uNSmVI/AAAAAAAAAFk/gKeOmECsMXM/s320/borboleta+com+cora%C3%A7%C3%B5es.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119327061861898578" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Os meus pensamentos transformam-se em sorrisos sempre que penso em ti, ou seja, passo a vida a sorrir!</span></span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />O amor perguntou ao ódio: - Porque me odeias tanto?<br />E o ódio respondeu:-Porque um dia amei demais!!!<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Tu és talvez de um sonho que já tive,a imagem dele ficou, a recordação hoje ainda vive, deste sonho lindo que terminou...</span></span><br /></span></span></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rwt_dONSmRI/AAAAAAAAAFE/cjorlbPLLJY/s1600-h/barra+de++cora%C3%A7%C3%B5es+brilhantes.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rwt_dONSmRI/AAAAAAAAAFE/cjorlbPLLJY/s320/barra+de++cora%C3%A7%C3%B5es+brilhantes.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119325541443475730" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rwuw1-NSmaI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jnTUO5dynyQ/s1600-h/cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o+com+rosa.gif"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rwuw1-NSmaI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jnTUO5dynyQ/s320/cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o+com+rosa.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119379842714999202" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Se um dia tu me perderes,<br />procura-me na flor mais vermelha e viva.<br /><br />Procura-me no silêncio, na noite,<br />na brisa que sopra fria,<br />no sereno quente do teu corpo.<br /><br />Procura-me no canto da gaivota,<br />nas estrelas, no mar.<br />Certamente serei a onda<br />mais fulminante que encontrares.<br /><br />Procura-me numa lágrima, numa musica,<br />num sonho, quem sabe!<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"> Procura-me onde for lindo.<br /> Mas, se por acaso não me encontrares,<br /> procura-me no fundo do teu coração...<br /> ... Certamente estarei lá ...<br /></span></div><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"></span></div><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rwo92uNSmAI/AAAAAAAAACw/Qyh3D4aVCLU/s1600-h/barra+1+cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rwo92uNSmAI/AAAAAAAAACw/Qyh3D4aVCLU/s400/barra+1+cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118971936785995778" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">...O AMOR É LINDO...<br /><br /><br /></span></div> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw07N-NSmcI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Jl8898ZmWFk/s1600-h/ursinhos+na+cama.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw07N-NSmcI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Jl8898ZmWFk/s320/ursinhos+na+cama.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119813462613203394" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw086ONSmeI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ZKIxUhIb6c0/s1600-h/barra+urso+com+cora%C3%A7%C3%B5es.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw086ONSmeI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ZKIxUhIb6c0/s400/barra+urso+com+cora%C3%A7%C3%B5es.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119815322334042594" border="0" /></a><br /><br /> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw5GE-NSmsI/AAAAAAAAAJA/YZO_nyot-FE/s1600-h/nunca+feche....gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/Rw5GE-NSmsI/AAAAAAAAAJA/YZO_nyot-FE/s400/nunca+feche....gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120106877598997186" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxOMhuNSnKI/AAAAAAAAANg/_H6ScxRgvgQ/s1600-h/extra+flor+volte+sempre.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxOMhuNSnKI/AAAAAAAAANg/_H6ScxRgvgQ/s400/extra+flor+volte+sempre.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121591712217734306" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxX-_eNSnbI/AAAAAAAAAPo/6_U9rg5Uhag/s1600-h/blog+comentarios.gif"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TdQWilCBWTU/RxX-_eNSnbI/AAAAAAAAAPo/6_U9rg5Uhag/s400/blog+comentarios.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122280517597830578" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><um href="http://whos.amung.us/show/eruog99m"> <img src="http://whos.amung.us/cwidget/eruog99m/ffc20e000000.png" alt="quem está on - line " largura=" 81 " altura=" 29 " fronteira=" 0 " /> <!-- uma--></um>No fundo do coraçãohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18054521892609503692noreply@blogger.com8