tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78256051247029938092024-03-15T23:37:35.040-03:00Tudo hojeSeja feliz e Ame intensamente com desejos de Paz constantes, Viva o Tudo Hoje com otimismo.
Bom te-los aqui.Benedito Alvorada Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15932366800966246562noreply@blogger.comBlogger6403125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825605124702993809.post-69478443176997905682024-03-15T23:36:00.002-03:002024-03-15T23:36:32.665-03:00Venha morena linda<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeymJAwCA2gK80X4YVGUDqG8CYmupxq9ccLeu24VLuXt8PXtvtm-fmV5EquOX8pDqVgMNXNrRl9VMfM2siStn-yNpWv5pO0mQT-vOoO6ZW6ru6pHvFPr1P7rLgZzMk5RL_MHZdk3sBCGmBZgnfAoAYlBU5jRgeJpFXkBkpa_4oTTcsDFuHKeyvGnrA4KtP/s997/15%200324%20bis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="997" data-original-width="564" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeymJAwCA2gK80X4YVGUDqG8CYmupxq9ccLeu24VLuXt8PXtvtm-fmV5EquOX8pDqVgMNXNrRl9VMfM2siStn-yNpWv5pO0mQT-vOoO6ZW6ru6pHvFPr1P7rLgZzMk5RL_MHZdk3sBCGmBZgnfAoAYlBU5jRgeJpFXkBkpa_4oTTcsDFuHKeyvGnrA4KtP/s320/15%200324%20bis.jpg" width="181" /></a></div><br /><p><b>Observo seus movimentos</b></p><p><b>Quando a vejo chegar,</b></p><p><b>Dona de seus passos miúdos,</b></p><p><b>Como querendo me enlaçar.</b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Sinto pelo seu olhar,</b></p><p><b>Que hoje teremos muito a comemorar,</b></p><p><b>Afinal esse cabelos ao vento,</b></p><p><b>Noites quentes para nos amar.</b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Serenamente fecho seus olhos,</b></p><p><b>Deixo voce enebriar,</b></p><p><b>Como folhas levadas ao vento,</b></p><p><b>Lhe acarinhando vamos amar.</b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Venha morena linda,</b></p><p><b>Em meus braços </b></p><p><b>Se aninhar.</b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Alvorada </b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikyeM_kWzcxKsKN0S4Oh9Ahy3r8aL5LvOCNSiukwLcYjtq_mIjdxR57mn8P-9Cd6-wl0tK6vbjtnJ8kYlx6hopSkyR63ds3eK3qLXUvAw8ySH4nyvRIeq60ryYJ2TYDGrO8_YcHSYIBIAVwS377Eg3x0O2P-HvHWX7a0m2Eh9LHctJNwekJSyHvIcCUvTg/s563/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="563" height="29" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikyeM_kWzcxKsKN0S4Oh9Ahy3r8aL5LvOCNSiukwLcYjtq_mIjdxR57mn8P-9Cd6-wl0tK6vbjtnJ8kYlx6hopSkyR63ds3eK3qLXUvAw8ySH4nyvRIeq60ryYJ2TYDGrO8_YcHSYIBIAVwS377Eg3x0O2P-HvHWX7a0m2Eh9LHctJNwekJSyHvIcCUvTg/w54-h29/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" width="54" /></a></b></div><b><br /></b><p></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Hoje, ame intensamente e Seja muito feliz.</b></p><p><b>Felicidades...</b></p>Benedito Alvorada Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15932366800966246562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825605124702993809.post-22825926365125850592024-03-15T18:44:00.002-03:002024-03-15T18:44:13.110-03:00Por onde passar...<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCRtNMqdR70mk4nZKNLq6iiaMXh773hwNaQvptdQUreTg-AhSE0UJ7NoQL9ZYLdGxcnIBF4Qs09Ie_V33YPIdegQFdIgGjR5utaBB4Y6fsAgxpVbbJYZG-H0kt1H8GHnpEIeIlCFZ22ODYXAKG9fsOa_CyHPiHbbfSFMkXvl_IiXLfcXj__KgebeK6-qR5/s846/15%200324%20basi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="846" data-original-width="564" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCRtNMqdR70mk4nZKNLq6iiaMXh773hwNaQvptdQUreTg-AhSE0UJ7NoQL9ZYLdGxcnIBF4Qs09Ie_V33YPIdegQFdIgGjR5utaBB4Y6fsAgxpVbbJYZG-H0kt1H8GHnpEIeIlCFZ22ODYXAKG9fsOa_CyHPiHbbfSFMkXvl_IiXLfcXj__KgebeK6-qR5/s320/15%200324%20basi.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><b>Amor...</b></p><p><b>Deixe</b></p><p><b>Por onde passar...</b></p><p><b> Encantamento pela sua presença </b></p><p><b>Sentimentos de bem querer</b></p><p><b>Admiração pelas suas atitudes</b></p><p><b>Doçura através de seus gestos</b></p><p><b>Lembranças, saudades</b></p><p><b>Que serão eternizadas</b></p><p><b>Na memória, de quem te enxergar</b></p><p><b>com os olhos d'alma!</b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Vanya Moreira </b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoKHpUp-H0HnDWhi2FBfMoBxg4yHuc67I_uXWM-bhqEcX_PzercHVVF6hJqJUsUTw_M0pr64_F10mepfPlcjrwOCeW8rQJ6hQ2JFyUTXYbM93DH9ayEDEv8CSL1k8bYBolMg7tmrw0iQFL7hBMwaMcRs99-1f44zsVLylva2wdTJ6zc07lKCU3dWpH5M09/s563/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="563" height="28" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoKHpUp-H0HnDWhi2FBfMoBxg4yHuc67I_uXWM-bhqEcX_PzercHVVF6hJqJUsUTw_M0pr64_F10mepfPlcjrwOCeW8rQJ6hQ2JFyUTXYbM93DH9ayEDEv8CSL1k8bYBolMg7tmrw0iQFL7hBMwaMcRs99-1f44zsVLylva2wdTJ6zc07lKCU3dWpH5M09/w52-h28/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" width="52" /></a></b></div><b><br /></b><p></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Hoje, ame intensamente e Seja muito feliz.</b></p><p><b>Felicidades...</b></p>Benedito Alvorada Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15932366800966246562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825605124702993809.post-85460195418925185392024-03-15T18:35:00.006-03:002024-03-15T18:35:47.402-03:00Hoje é o dia<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqPSn8YQdbGAhWi36moHbCdClEaAG9FXuZ010-8Qm0typJmMxJueucd9NQ78abr1bUuod9ahk8VEs1uTpeoP1tJFhDE54k3Ns4abd5K5zMiHplInQ1iya8nrbW0BUoEKU4Dg-kONW0K3uBQAxwMFQape7nZjuecIhTpip0ipEMazQLtuNbzPbrW2soy0X_/s1005/15%200324%20bas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1005" data-original-width="564" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqPSn8YQdbGAhWi36moHbCdClEaAG9FXuZ010-8Qm0typJmMxJueucd9NQ78abr1bUuod9ahk8VEs1uTpeoP1tJFhDE54k3Ns4abd5K5zMiHplInQ1iya8nrbW0BUoEKU4Dg-kONW0K3uBQAxwMFQape7nZjuecIhTpip0ipEMazQLtuNbzPbrW2soy0X_/s320/15%200324%20bas.jpg" width="180" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><b>Abra o coração.</b></p><p><b> Estique o sorriso.</b></p><p><b> Caminhe de mãos dadas.</b></p><p><b> Enrole os braços em alguém.</b></p><p><b> Coloque o coração pra perdoar.</b></p><p><b> Diga palavras felizes ao acordar.</b></p><p><b> Chore toda mágoa.</b></p><p><b> Chore o mar inteiro.</b></p><p><b> Balance uma criança.</b></p><p><b> Quando se pensa no futuro</b></p><p><b> portas devem ser abertas por dentro,</b></p><p><b> ficar brilhante.</b></p><p><b> Hoje não é dia de arrumar as memórias.</b></p><p><b> Hoje é o dia de começar de novo.</b></p><p><b> Sonhar de novo.</b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b> Vanessa Leonardi </b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimR5iGS_8tetZLcy19-jblzLmtsCDEWU4Q5vmIuiRhiGFFBJWotzxL0fwFDXYUPYlc134Z5PlSLVZ7BjEaHzGD1EZ0N8q-AQpPS8WT6kFpFNOimBCP5ZNb2f6z18MUZ2h6AdGhCgO0OypKsN3z-LUIV0pFULPhdBr7MR13FSrB04hgl08ryt8KMWFt676k/s563/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="563" height="30" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimR5iGS_8tetZLcy19-jblzLmtsCDEWU4Q5vmIuiRhiGFFBJWotzxL0fwFDXYUPYlc134Z5PlSLVZ7BjEaHzGD1EZ0N8q-AQpPS8WT6kFpFNOimBCP5ZNb2f6z18MUZ2h6AdGhCgO0OypKsN3z-LUIV0pFULPhdBr7MR13FSrB04hgl08ryt8KMWFt676k/w56-h30/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" width="56" /></a></b></div><b><br /></b><p></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Hoje, ame intensamente e Seja muito feliz.</b></p><p><b>Felicidades...</b></p>Benedito Alvorada Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15932366800966246562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825605124702993809.post-3884607558863317092024-03-15T00:22:00.003-03:002024-03-15T00:22:27.792-03:00Quisera ser...<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC25LGn6wXXmZhbL7v1mSDypF9mn68kk2lOwu0y3m-ikvX1ufTBbudFcBqeutp8ImZ38eO60rGYvtfKi_nNxeyzATZ1RFJy4oXLcnh_9roBMzBbpy6IDcEr_RAf8XOIY6HSbczazl5VENgtMJVXyfv1AnZ2uEERcoKl9EMSmPSWabVdyAE7HG_E6EZTztj/s1288/15%200324%20busp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1288" data-original-width="736" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC25LGn6wXXmZhbL7v1mSDypF9mn68kk2lOwu0y3m-ikvX1ufTBbudFcBqeutp8ImZ38eO60rGYvtfKi_nNxeyzATZ1RFJy4oXLcnh_9roBMzBbpy6IDcEr_RAf8XOIY6HSbczazl5VENgtMJVXyfv1AnZ2uEERcoKl9EMSmPSWabVdyAE7HG_E6EZTztj/s320/15%200324%20busp.jpg" width="183" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><b>Quisera ser...</b></p><p><b>A luz do Sol...</b></p><p><b>E tua pele acarinhar.</b></p><p><b>O brilho da Lua...</b></p><p><b>E teus lábios beijar.</b></p><p><b>Uma suave e envolvente brisa...</b></p><p><b>e poder te abraçar.</b></p><p><b>O canto das sereias...</b></p><p><b>para te encantar.</b></p><p><b>Uma estrela luminosa...</b></p><p><b>e em teus olhos brilhar.</b></p><p><b>O suave burburinho do mar...</b></p><p><b>e em teus ouvidos sussurrar...</b></p><p><b>...Amor!!!</b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b> Thais S. Francisco </b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqfOPnYDur1YZJVCDYV504ZnnYJu9X9-DquZ3-SCRGFHl2J1Oa3Sie5EB6oT7J4sizIe7N45UX2vo1ohn15n-pRgd5YmOUdAPQuuwY0XzttTqhbfvpmemGHCq7BErLdWtn5Y1ADve9Uj9mk91TKFvGWVEIZGsoeUFqHDDr3GZOpaSwhcNk0v_2qjE4O0SJ/s563/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="563" height="29" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqfOPnYDur1YZJVCDYV504ZnnYJu9X9-DquZ3-SCRGFHl2J1Oa3Sie5EB6oT7J4sizIe7N45UX2vo1ohn15n-pRgd5YmOUdAPQuuwY0XzttTqhbfvpmemGHCq7BErLdWtn5Y1ADve9Uj9mk91TKFvGWVEIZGsoeUFqHDDr3GZOpaSwhcNk0v_2qjE4O0SJ/w54-h29/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" width="54" /></a></b></div><b><br /></b><p></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Hoje, ame intensamente e Seja muito feliz.</b></p><p><b>Felicidades...</b></p><p><br /></p>Benedito Alvorada Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15932366800966246562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825605124702993809.post-62996075694452431772024-03-15T00:16:00.000-03:002024-03-15T00:16:04.803-03:00Meu sonho<p> </p><p><br /></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOXSp6jaT7_MPLFnQpK-CsRI-Mm0hE7YCCvq1fB7y__UKYoJyPBp4j0eysl-SdrlRBOY-dJTKfjjLnoBGWEasiOWyMiUDHYM-PS1qOOUNrFuYVt3uGSRvwxorsN-P4nBbE1nn4Bh7bCRTLKWL5XVwA6iMMcmop_Gha87GQ2UmTwExVitWL_eEF1Nj_XmMy/s987/15%200324%20buso.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="987" data-original-width="564" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOXSp6jaT7_MPLFnQpK-CsRI-Mm0hE7YCCvq1fB7y__UKYoJyPBp4j0eysl-SdrlRBOY-dJTKfjjLnoBGWEasiOWyMiUDHYM-PS1qOOUNrFuYVt3uGSRvwxorsN-P4nBbE1nn4Bh7bCRTLKWL5XVwA6iMMcmop_Gha87GQ2UmTwExVitWL_eEF1Nj_XmMy/s320/15%200324%20buso.jpg" width="183" /></a></div><br /><b><br /></b><p></p><p><b>Hoje me vestir de sorrisos</b></p><p><b>nas vestes, e até ao calcanhar</b></p><p><b>sapato feliz em sua cor</b></p><p><b>que faz do chão levitar</b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Hoje me vestir de sorrisos</b></p><p><b>nos cabelos, e até no andar</b></p><p><b>olhos sorrisos cheios de amor</b></p><p><b>luvas de sonhos a acariciar</b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Hoje me vestir de sorrisos</b></p><p><b>até nos braços a levar</b></p><p><b>Bouquet de fruta cor</b></p><p><b>fazendo amigos se achegar</b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Hoje me vestir de sorrisos</b></p><p><b>pequenos e grandes ao dar</b></p><p><b>alegria e carinho ao sabor</b></p><p><b>do mais leve acordar.</b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Betânia Uchôa </b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYzcpeJJMCzoKQzFpUwSZlniC774Qpj9LPoHiAaWlWCCDzTU2GP3gU-pMWERZeMTJGOcxZ6BzIo7OQMkPVfmbu1UbCuhZ-Ia2i4rOnyt3-rvmjsQR2JqRyirmW2T0sBnhvKB-2f_FkyNJiJLhbevzzOvk5c4Xd3A80enQFtW8Ct_5__hKeOQdj8Ui6007j/s563/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="563" height="27" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYzcpeJJMCzoKQzFpUwSZlniC774Qpj9LPoHiAaWlWCCDzTU2GP3gU-pMWERZeMTJGOcxZ6BzIo7OQMkPVfmbu1UbCuhZ-Ia2i4rOnyt3-rvmjsQR2JqRyirmW2T0sBnhvKB-2f_FkyNJiJLhbevzzOvk5c4Xd3A80enQFtW8Ct_5__hKeOQdj8Ui6007j/w50-h27/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" width="50" /></a></b></div><b><br /></b><p></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Hoje, ame intensamente e Seja muito feliz.</b></p><p><b>Felicidades...</b></p><p><br /></p>Benedito Alvorada Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15932366800966246562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825605124702993809.post-86433969374118023772024-03-14T22:22:00.003-03:002024-03-14T22:22:35.259-03:00Deixar o tempo...<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh7TPtvvoDFLB5beY21cYu0A4ge6yDsOszzymAj5ZrnuRzsCoomjlYauLKGKYCojy_6zwwiE1dCmbhhDO3mODXqNYL5-2fO3wXfOoh0jjNv_iMc-BDDfVG0n6Uxukuoi_dA_v8zJ6yZVQGNwMOIXKeg-9iWbBSdGN3Oj-sQvIu3rvb82ozIDi0qbgyuJ9J/s821/14%2003%2024%20busi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="821" data-original-width="462" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh7TPtvvoDFLB5beY21cYu0A4ge6yDsOszzymAj5ZrnuRzsCoomjlYauLKGKYCojy_6zwwiE1dCmbhhDO3mODXqNYL5-2fO3wXfOoh0jjNv_iMc-BDDfVG0n6Uxukuoi_dA_v8zJ6yZVQGNwMOIXKeg-9iWbBSdGN3Oj-sQvIu3rvb82ozIDi0qbgyuJ9J/s320/14%2003%2024%20busi.jpg" width="180" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Deixa-me</b></p><p><b>sonhar como criança.</b></p><p><b>Sentir nos pés,</b></p><p><b>o orvalho que beija as manhãs.</b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Colher abraços desajeitados.</b></p><p><b>Sorrir com a idade.</b></p><p><b>Deixar o tempo me levar,</b></p><p><b>sem nada cobrar.</b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>E lá na frente ...</b></p><p><b>Contar as rugas.</b></p><p><b>Chorar por uma vida vivida.</b></p><p><b>Olhar o pôr do sol.</b></p><p><b>Namorar as estrelas.</b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Cantar.</b></p><p><b>Dançar.</b></p><p><b>E por quê não,</b></p><p><b>voar ... ! </b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Bruno de Paula </b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu4mDT6dFrSgiSXRBx-B5_gc0WrG-9WOVpUZ2NaC7Zt_Uzvfhscx7-3smIlXPjd488vA6b_gdlt4C9c5rlm4hZaV4OQ9vPBfRBR60mUVxH37sooD1B8yzZ0QqJEVWkmkwTZk4g_Ex_Bv-8s-voA74gQLyWE7jshx-TKIAOJKBtt4kFIptZxh7kjgsGINan/s563/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="563" height="28" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu4mDT6dFrSgiSXRBx-B5_gc0WrG-9WOVpUZ2NaC7Zt_Uzvfhscx7-3smIlXPjd488vA6b_gdlt4C9c5rlm4hZaV4OQ9vPBfRBR60mUVxH37sooD1B8yzZ0QqJEVWkmkwTZk4g_Ex_Bv-8s-voA74gQLyWE7jshx-TKIAOJKBtt4kFIptZxh7kjgsGINan/w53-h28/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" width="53" /></a></b></div><b><br /></b><p></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Hoje, ame intensamente e Seja muito feliz.</b></p><p><b>Felicidades...</b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><br /></p>Benedito Alvorada Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15932366800966246562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825605124702993809.post-67567149990213471052024-03-14T15:30:00.004-03:002024-03-14T15:31:28.573-03:00Sonhos...<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE-wnERKsgQ867VqBAvBPDmIzDrKHl6WF1GKnB1hq2XDI_vaUCs17__Nf3GPVKVezdQrnabl5v5lnR6JS5wbGATwogA6prZ7zzdSmmzb-8hnPgO3gemzqs7ZB4ntKux91LdTBLOKKws3upWGBqfRwtb_L8ox77gcbtDmZUUfq6hwm-GFzKrfIAQVZN1Uyg/s1006/14%200324%20buse.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1006" data-original-width="564" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE-wnERKsgQ867VqBAvBPDmIzDrKHl6WF1GKnB1hq2XDI_vaUCs17__Nf3GPVKVezdQrnabl5v5lnR6JS5wbGATwogA6prZ7zzdSmmzb-8hnPgO3gemzqs7ZB4ntKux91LdTBLOKKws3upWGBqfRwtb_L8ox77gcbtDmZUUfq6hwm-GFzKrfIAQVZN1Uyg/s320/14%200324%20buse.jpg" width="179" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Sonhos escaparam de mim</b></p><p><b>voaram da borda da janela</b></p><p><b>onde me debruço todas as tardes</b></p><p><b>Vagaram por entre as flores do jardim</b></p><p><b>se misturaram ás cores da aquarela</b></p><p><b>em vívida flora onde se espelham minhas vontades</b></p><p><b>Voam os sonhos sem pouso certo</b></p><p><b>fazem do céu seu campo aberto</b></p><p><b>ora estão distantes, ora estão por perto</b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b> Úrsula Avner </b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY9Th7LMc2MIQHDAqy1lqYxoHT71wdwpuyUrXSQHRogWeYcZakBUp_ewnTHkh-MAyPR8cWkGqJka-5LXQWCLAJnUtVcrWLe6IlUu7C1LtDXZqdIP7giiZnZTqxrepy6ySFAm07MFrfj5Ixts4Rb9dE_OEO1C3Zq_S765a9oMLGhd7xuec9p4uqK1Q_DawO/s563/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="563" height="25" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY9Th7LMc2MIQHDAqy1lqYxoHT71wdwpuyUrXSQHRogWeYcZakBUp_ewnTHkh-MAyPR8cWkGqJka-5LXQWCLAJnUtVcrWLe6IlUu7C1LtDXZqdIP7giiZnZTqxrepy6ySFAm07MFrfj5Ixts4Rb9dE_OEO1C3Zq_S765a9oMLGhd7xuec9p4uqK1Q_DawO/w46-h25/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" width="46" /></a></b></div><b><br /></b><p></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Hoje, ame intensamente e Seja muito feliz.</b></p><p><b>Felicidades...</b></p>Benedito Alvorada Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15932366800966246562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825605124702993809.post-58695822744167463712024-03-14T15:22:00.005-03:002024-03-14T15:22:49.343-03:00És o meu anjo<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmIL3GD5iNy5nH4KLMQWBw6uAU-DOBP97jJBN2309lDRfBKkhIa6o0jCGQ79ifhFUYl3bdXY9Z_i_8xueRGnZHYdgONUIrwWzesvX11WO6V4AanQIJx2myOyezio0R1PvRZtnLqQ_KEtwhS-g9KLYoMl-oV9Vz-ixbttZEV6nu19smoJeQ6QYRtcvsGJu-/s564/14%200324%20bus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="564" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmIL3GD5iNy5nH4KLMQWBw6uAU-DOBP97jJBN2309lDRfBKkhIa6o0jCGQ79ifhFUYl3bdXY9Z_i_8xueRGnZHYdgONUIrwWzesvX11WO6V4AanQIJx2myOyezio0R1PvRZtnLqQ_KEtwhS-g9KLYoMl-oV9Vz-ixbttZEV6nu19smoJeQ6QYRtcvsGJu-/s320/14%200324%20bus.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><b>És o meu anjo, meu anjo sedutor...</b></p><p><b> que está sempre de mim pertinho,</b></p><p><b> embora escondidinho,</b></p><p><b> e me seduzindo com o teu amor.</b></p><p><b> És o meu anjo,</b></p><p><b> um anjo às vezes com pudor,</b></p><p><b> um anjo às vezes distraído,</b></p><p><b> um anjo às vezes pecador,</b></p><p><b> mas é o meu anjo,</b></p><p><b> meu anjo sempre sedutor,</b></p><p><b> que me faz sentir e viver esta emoção,</b></p><p><b> que me embevece o coração,</b></p><p><b> que atiça a minh'alma com a tua sedução,</b></p><p><b> e desperta em mim o desejo,</b></p><p><b> a ardência da paixão.</b></p><p><b> O meu anjo sedutor,</b></p><p><b> cativante...</b></p><p><b> inebriante...</b></p><p><b> distante...</b></p><p><b> O meu anjo, O meu amor!</b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b> Mônica Amélia </b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG5noswhzpFMgGp-QyEyJB3jMOgVcOCehv_XBIynFgLmjPDpvxBxQbbsJ9TQ8ZgjsnkxNnoLdpdWp8Jl3td1eMtk4O8k6x790_z43rjx6eo4RRycPXn1oadp4Z8fBKSSRxm0Tz4T4pt4DNJjk84IjtjbNqukTEkXzedzCkKlU1Q6eDN3IoceUeAkO6drY0/s563/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="563" height="30" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG5noswhzpFMgGp-QyEyJB3jMOgVcOCehv_XBIynFgLmjPDpvxBxQbbsJ9TQ8ZgjsnkxNnoLdpdWp8Jl3td1eMtk4O8k6x790_z43rjx6eo4RRycPXn1oadp4Z8fBKSSRxm0Tz4T4pt4DNJjk84IjtjbNqukTEkXzedzCkKlU1Q6eDN3IoceUeAkO6drY0/w56-h30/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" width="56" /></a></b></div><b><br /></b><p></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Hoje, ame intensamente e Seja muito feliz.</b></p><p><b>Felicidades...</b></p><p><br /></p>Benedito Alvorada Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15932366800966246562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825605124702993809.post-35039781718584684702024-03-13T17:52:00.006-03:002024-03-13T17:52:57.355-03:00Como vejo o amor...<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgazldbIdxRvlJbu3EDiUzSsPz6FK71DNU-PV1s5lZcIo7LJE6GWsI1Gii7-BlRW7UzOaOrIaSm0rFBXuABh-51FnVROOrY3-8TTNMZR-SeYSJyt46C-ZNTPhF3m3VOpxCkFtMLtRzSY6Hv8TH9F3XR3et0pb976Kt-i1y10Vu7A0Zohg0tW9VTzMzYKovA/s931/13%200324%20cuse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="931" data-original-width="564" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgazldbIdxRvlJbu3EDiUzSsPz6FK71DNU-PV1s5lZcIo7LJE6GWsI1Gii7-BlRW7UzOaOrIaSm0rFBXuABh-51FnVROOrY3-8TTNMZR-SeYSJyt46C-ZNTPhF3m3VOpxCkFtMLtRzSY6Hv8TH9F3XR3et0pb976Kt-i1y10Vu7A0Zohg0tW9VTzMzYKovA/s320/13%200324%20cuse.jpg" width="194" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Quero teu amor por perto,</b></p><p><b>deliciosamente imperfeito...</b></p><p><b>e ao querer-te assim,</b></p><p><b>revelo-me a ti completamente como sou,</b></p><p><b>por dentro e por fora de mim,</b></p><p><b>com a minha deliciosa imperfeição...</b></p><p><b>eis a forma como vejo o amor...</b></p><p><b>eis a forma como desejo amar...</b></p><p><b>eis a face do amor que acredito...</b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Aluísio Cavalcante Jr. </b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsP3MHh6nx4jgoYnnRrjpEjS4LgPa7IAcz5Jb6xxic1C35xWBl0p_qCm44zNda-71ofvLE1ljL5QnAo0-iNV8k35e0l5gM_hsojmhKPwUhRNkRufXM20i7UbxjMTLbCWYyBmyF90ouz4oQh2Gj4n81IQ-5uI6N3vOQz89H6Zl5y6OIARbEmn2NF39Y0F8M/s563/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="563" height="28" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsP3MHh6nx4jgoYnnRrjpEjS4LgPa7IAcz5Jb6xxic1C35xWBl0p_qCm44zNda-71ofvLE1ljL5QnAo0-iNV8k35e0l5gM_hsojmhKPwUhRNkRufXM20i7UbxjMTLbCWYyBmyF90ouz4oQh2Gj4n81IQ-5uI6N3vOQz89H6Zl5y6OIARbEmn2NF39Y0F8M/w52-h28/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" width="52" /></a></b></div><b><br /></b><p></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Hoje, ame intensamente e Seja muito feliz.</b></p><p><b>Felicidades...</b></p><p><br /></p>Benedito Alvorada Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15932366800966246562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825605124702993809.post-54806763555348295652024-03-13T17:38:00.000-03:002024-03-13T17:38:05.010-03:00 Nessas manhãs<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5jDsRqBGKhfZBviUo0JsLVbHRWFyV_WwA3_jlbJ1je8Y3n6tmTmTJYDWwz3vrRbCFsfZQt47hbLbMIsou8K_UjetxeQnRUNHdxRHXgqZnNjKeg3hYg7EygUWOF1MfbhxwrJvfHdo-X3YzTHSUez2YCFYYK0PjlMZ_rNWD2TSh0NoipD9mY5isSm0iCUk-/s1006/13%200324%20cus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1006" data-original-width="564" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5jDsRqBGKhfZBviUo0JsLVbHRWFyV_WwA3_jlbJ1je8Y3n6tmTmTJYDWwz3vrRbCFsfZQt47hbLbMIsou8K_UjetxeQnRUNHdxRHXgqZnNjKeg3hYg7EygUWOF1MfbhxwrJvfHdo-X3YzTHSUez2YCFYYK0PjlMZ_rNWD2TSh0NoipD9mY5isSm0iCUk-/s320/13%200324%20cus.jpg" width="179" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Quando abro os meus olhos e vejo os seus olhos sorrindo</b></p><p><b>eles vêm vindo</b></p><p><b>lindos como planetas distantes que antes dormindo</b></p><p><b>pairavam infinitos</b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>calma que não demora agora o clarividente</b></p><p><b>dia iminente</b></p><p><b>quente, e quem te diria que um dia haveria a gente</b></p><p><b>assim... de repente</b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>o que eu sinto nessas manhãs de domingo</b></p><p><b>eu prefiro dizer só pra você</b></p><p><b>baixinho.</b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b> Gian Fabra </b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNXRwSDQTmfRcmyqDrLUl9WOJeYu8eqQCBFnLrQKMg9D9hH-TRNo72s9-J4o4Z5jrHKuCpQzRswilFwND9zfhUU81uICk_bL2D5R6lw1gXanAd6AZDLmwfU4KdS0TPb6UvCAdGX58oIt-maNK_rfL5l_LGiotLzdd0M2hp2bECGChZ9q6Fo-pAahLgWopv/s563/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="563" height="29" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNXRwSDQTmfRcmyqDrLUl9WOJeYu8eqQCBFnLrQKMg9D9hH-TRNo72s9-J4o4Z5jrHKuCpQzRswilFwND9zfhUU81uICk_bL2D5R6lw1gXanAd6AZDLmwfU4KdS0TPb6UvCAdGX58oIt-maNK_rfL5l_LGiotLzdd0M2hp2bECGChZ9q6Fo-pAahLgWopv/w54-h29/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" width="54" /></a></b></div><b><br /></b><p></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Hoje, ame intensamente e Seja muito feliz.</b></p><p><b>Felicidades...</b></p><div><br /></div>Benedito Alvorada Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15932366800966246562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825605124702993809.post-90184388435536930002024-03-12T20:13:00.001-03:002024-03-12T20:13:22.559-03:00Acho que...<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaOHY3cPkhJKKkW3NRj5Rj3xKjJwE5Tu_2FVxPfBEiCauVFhyRS0UzI2bnZsGqMDDmTZ3Xba8Uo8-SdSUwwAqnN8kWBjglZZpL9mQy9eDet-jSFCvyYQ5e2jOAmrmjduhLbxtItbpUZoAyTHvRgG-Lk5QU7tabY80ektG59pofVZJ1ntHmo1WPFyuIcYhS/s1005/12%2003%2023%20bums.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1005" data-original-width="564" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaOHY3cPkhJKKkW3NRj5Rj3xKjJwE5Tu_2FVxPfBEiCauVFhyRS0UzI2bnZsGqMDDmTZ3Xba8Uo8-SdSUwwAqnN8kWBjglZZpL9mQy9eDet-jSFCvyYQ5e2jOAmrmjduhLbxtItbpUZoAyTHvRgG-Lk5QU7tabY80ektG59pofVZJ1ntHmo1WPFyuIcYhS/s320/12%2003%2023%20bums.jpg" width="180" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><b>Acho que foi o vento</b></p><p><b>que fez a curva</b></p><p><b>sobre o telhado da varanda</b></p><p><b>e no varal</b></p><p><b>entrelaçou as roupas</b></p><p><b>bateu venezianas</b></p><p><b>folhas varridas</b></p><p><b>e abandonadas pela grama</b></p><p><b>Abrupto</b></p><p><b>entrou janela adentro</b></p><p><b>rasgos de frio</b></p><p><b>um cheiro</b></p><p><b>imensidão de pensamentos</b></p><p><b>furtiva voz</b></p><p><b>sussurro</b></p><p><b>quase lamento</b></p><p><b>Fragmentado sentimento</b></p><p><b>Acho que foi o vento</b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Marlene Edir Severino </b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMY_nw3s-LefLwxXx0S0xxZ4-NTyAFqUPakuF5ZxOfrAI8ovldUsG378vY0LTU83aZG8R6qNV-7KpZ_r2Zyj7PjNBY6U8n9oZfPgXEwpunQ-Qg8rfwfGpFXxL-bKvNyWAXHRLtQD15fGUoRj-s287bHAB4fc_BvbU7DBBC89rWdn4XqYcUf3ZpFR7j3IS0/s563/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="563" height="23" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMY_nw3s-LefLwxXx0S0xxZ4-NTyAFqUPakuF5ZxOfrAI8ovldUsG378vY0LTU83aZG8R6qNV-7KpZ_r2Zyj7PjNBY6U8n9oZfPgXEwpunQ-Qg8rfwfGpFXxL-bKvNyWAXHRLtQD15fGUoRj-s287bHAB4fc_BvbU7DBBC89rWdn4XqYcUf3ZpFR7j3IS0/w42-h23/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" width="42" /></a></b></div><b><br /></b><p></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Hoje, ame intensamente e Seja muito feliz.</b></p><p><b>Felicidades...</b></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Benedito Alvorada Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15932366800966246562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825605124702993809.post-23325469258775644682024-03-12T20:07:00.002-03:002024-03-12T20:07:20.207-03:00Namore comigo<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh537q68us2XejsUXfxj41-jQcoCicw9e6IdtgJEtwGRcWWWeqvWX4QRXJ6tl3Bkks7ZxNvxWs0w4B9fJE-Mv4eNUDb6HV6BW9p2KpzBORdlIxGOGDeVhId2Rqku-KsVfrMVEHidrOEGGtc8OLPFIDBnjd9fZfmMtjPIIOzHq1FGxkAm08Ul9RRr6qEFLKX/s705/12%200324%20bum.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="705" data-original-width="564" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh537q68us2XejsUXfxj41-jQcoCicw9e6IdtgJEtwGRcWWWeqvWX4QRXJ6tl3Bkks7ZxNvxWs0w4B9fJE-Mv4eNUDb6HV6BW9p2KpzBORdlIxGOGDeVhId2Rqku-KsVfrMVEHidrOEGGtc8OLPFIDBnjd9fZfmMtjPIIOzHq1FGxkAm08Ul9RRr6qEFLKX/s320/12%200324%20bum.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><b>Namore comigo todos os dias,</b></p><p><b>sem a necessidade</b></p><p><b>de um dia no calendário.</b></p><p><b>Não me dê um presente</b></p><p><b>que possa ser comprado em uma loja,</b></p><p><b>mas seja para mim você mesmo o melhor presente,</b></p><p><b>estando verdadeiramente ao meu lado.</b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>E, acima de tudo, se desejas me fazer feliz,</b></p><p><b>peço apenas que me ame,</b></p><p><b>fazendo de cada dia da minha vida</b></p><p><b>um dia único e especial.</b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Aluísio Cavalcante Jr. </b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNSI0s-DcrGE4pruanGYPM-l-nHy3uvre3vOwEouaLj81m8GH537AjeePW8_HeaqaTzXGo0zoy0Syrs8UhBrOFZfEgxlEN9NWyAxhkgV1EIdARUJCCOueLXkbkuxp6jK30F-bFVrSIQShfPMBCSBsmtqH2iE3cJoQ5MaAI3OVccIKAVcJY5hcSPWKWlr6D/s563/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="563" height="25" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNSI0s-DcrGE4pruanGYPM-l-nHy3uvre3vOwEouaLj81m8GH537AjeePW8_HeaqaTzXGo0zoy0Syrs8UhBrOFZfEgxlEN9NWyAxhkgV1EIdARUJCCOueLXkbkuxp6jK30F-bFVrSIQShfPMBCSBsmtqH2iE3cJoQ5MaAI3OVccIKAVcJY5hcSPWKWlr6D/w48-h25/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" width="48" /></a></b></div><b><br /></b><p></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Hoje, ame intensamente e Seja muito feliz.</b></p><p><b>Felicidades...</b></p>Benedito Alvorada Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15932366800966246562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825605124702993809.post-28661626646837609602024-03-12T19:00:00.000-03:002024-03-12T19:00:00.741-03:00Me forçou<p> </p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipif4jLZ5xnXEFWFTA9G-aFBaIcMw60rhcpNdyiPmd2S6AMS46cUgQDput80jGpY3NlH-Sj2anXpQAHiy5d79sYMb_Z5A8bSdEIxVW2S0Ha5BhXk5J7C21VPogjR3DohObRipe5rFNPEczjbU7pBhT3XCuHXEW5eSz73akv0EfMh_wh9mG16GNCuOq7Bh9/s1006/12%200324%20cus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1006" data-original-width="564" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipif4jLZ5xnXEFWFTA9G-aFBaIcMw60rhcpNdyiPmd2S6AMS46cUgQDput80jGpY3NlH-Sj2anXpQAHiy5d79sYMb_Z5A8bSdEIxVW2S0Ha5BhXk5J7C21VPogjR3DohObRipe5rFNPEczjbU7pBhT3XCuHXEW5eSz73akv0EfMh_wh9mG16GNCuOq7Bh9/s320/12%200324%20cus.jpg" width="179" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><b> E teve momentos puros, sublime, perfeito.</b></p><p><b> Me forçou a fechar os olhos.</b></p><p><b> Segurei suas mãos da melhor maneira possível.</b></p><p><b> A vida foi uma série desses momentos.</b></p><p><b> Ficamos de mão dadas....</b></p><p><b> Varias vezes.</b></p><p><b>Foi como fazer amor.</b></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Rosa de Saron Morais</b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqvwtCJweC0vebfYg-V7KnIEAJixfA1FQRO3HBypNCFxPGIsPPWGqW4mvUvpFDOX4fTMAYFBJZiPn-phutjwGZUIu8ufOWwN5Gz7Unl_c3uuv3D2J0Ujf8doGAi2V0yimkokrBtlpaBL_zAOH7gIN81of97zNFx8Y5Uj9vPTEcv04IyIN1yonlE675cMFZ/s563/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="563" height="27" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqvwtCJweC0vebfYg-V7KnIEAJixfA1FQRO3HBypNCFxPGIsPPWGqW4mvUvpFDOX4fTMAYFBJZiPn-phutjwGZUIu8ufOWwN5Gz7Unl_c3uuv3D2J0Ujf8doGAi2V0yimkokrBtlpaBL_zAOH7gIN81of97zNFx8Y5Uj9vPTEcv04IyIN1yonlE675cMFZ/w50-h27/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" width="50" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><b>Hoje, ame intensamente e Seja muito feliz.</b></p><p><b>Felicidades...</b></p>Benedito Alvorada Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15932366800966246562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825605124702993809.post-70234209638441317682024-03-10T00:58:00.004-03:002024-03-10T00:58:57.052-03:00Na verdade<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzJkujHh90Xy6-SQv8MkxeQ_bSFQuQ1LY0oCE3LHEORJrYEcUAt5FVo6T2C2JbzTSvqQ6JVySYGWJOEFt7_xrrHcekZFqwPU8LYMOJ9e6dvUrIBwJbsWX4925sgvS752-NnNubayBoQkAmmmd3LtWH1O-ox2Ta3CUBzrEbqiQP8cYAriuzE_s7kxq0syId/s987/10%200323%20ben.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="987" data-original-width="564" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzJkujHh90Xy6-SQv8MkxeQ_bSFQuQ1LY0oCE3LHEORJrYEcUAt5FVo6T2C2JbzTSvqQ6JVySYGWJOEFt7_xrrHcekZFqwPU8LYMOJ9e6dvUrIBwJbsWX4925sgvS752-NnNubayBoQkAmmmd3LtWH1O-ox2Ta3CUBzrEbqiQP8cYAriuzE_s7kxq0syId/s320/10%200323%20ben.jpg" width="183" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Não sei amar pela metade,</b></p><p><b> não sei viver de mentiras,</b></p><p><b> não sei voar com os pés no chão.</b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Na verdade, sempre tive a necessidade</b></p><p><b> de sentir a raiz firme das coisas.</b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>O que não sei dizer é mais importante</b></p><p><b> do que o que eu digo.</b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Mas o que é verdadeiramente imoral </b></p><p><b>é ter desistido de si mesma.</b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Clarice Lispector </b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgccraBu-R4vYUBnOuXkDYdCHeTteHPhNAlmD15omuhTdM-8NlG4DliWBW1FVoELG_RGcqeuA9InPhjhb012fcEf2Iq6FX99wphDvmHLtMnEgIiFHVOA6o6lamn7Ebc-n4r5tKnk4RmTzUqVEnK_Dn0xvnIme2jfsvdBmrpYsdHWl8VPTRC8VKqsl_pnjng/s563/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="563" height="31" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgccraBu-R4vYUBnOuXkDYdCHeTteHPhNAlmD15omuhTdM-8NlG4DliWBW1FVoELG_RGcqeuA9InPhjhb012fcEf2Iq6FX99wphDvmHLtMnEgIiFHVOA6o6lamn7Ebc-n4r5tKnk4RmTzUqVEnK_Dn0xvnIme2jfsvdBmrpYsdHWl8VPTRC8VKqsl_pnjng/w59-h31/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" width="59" /></a></b></div><b><br /></b><p></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Hoje, ame intensamente e Seja muito feliz.</b></p><p><b>Felicidades...</b></p>Benedito Alvorada Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15932366800966246562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825605124702993809.post-70941123488258377212024-03-10T00:47:00.000-03:002024-03-10T00:47:01.361-03:00Amar é...<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiauSTYSRINBBpCdI8kGgv6Hi11rY32H9kJuZCuSICLGt0mRmX9INUEvpJU5S-iTx57oTMAJxWh1_JSiiUGz5Q68SGSLqAr3LDyscIFbAZusgt1Y0dlwxDSVZN3n0Fv99csv9aW40cuHVkF0axs2CclhJ6j-9FnSfA24GYZYqKBnWKNdaYFrmr8oDL_3EX7/s1002/2a8bb36c620ca8ec363f4d09f544d332.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1002" data-original-width="564" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiauSTYSRINBBpCdI8kGgv6Hi11rY32H9kJuZCuSICLGt0mRmX9INUEvpJU5S-iTx57oTMAJxWh1_JSiiUGz5Q68SGSLqAr3LDyscIFbAZusgt1Y0dlwxDSVZN3n0Fv99csv9aW40cuHVkF0axs2CclhJ6j-9FnSfA24GYZYqKBnWKNdaYFrmr8oDL_3EX7/s320/2a8bb36c620ca8ec363f4d09f544d332.jpg" width="180" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><b>Amar é ser guiado no escuro por um cheiro.</b></p><p><b>O amor vai movimentando a gente.</b></p><p><b>A gente movimenta o amor.</b></p><p><b>A gente não vive de amor, a gente nada nele.</b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b> Vanessa Leonardi</b></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUa5PIcMf0CcfRhE39WYL_G0qjyy-zJp4dbXOHr9RPCUnpv6Pq36JgGRRc_hCtoGPT3L7wHqXgVpuUymeCjXKYf77t7JVd-Sf8t2rgguD0A41n30qNqJdR5J5ULwvk1uXL6XysR3ivIR_R1gbVcCvikt7RQC4ntrSnn7IVgVibdpkm6SwZFepyzkLS8dDa/s563/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="563" height="29" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUa5PIcMf0CcfRhE39WYL_G0qjyy-zJp4dbXOHr9RPCUnpv6Pq36JgGRRc_hCtoGPT3L7wHqXgVpuUymeCjXKYf77t7JVd-Sf8t2rgguD0A41n30qNqJdR5J5ULwvk1uXL6XysR3ivIR_R1gbVcCvikt7RQC4ntrSnn7IVgVibdpkm6SwZFepyzkLS8dDa/w55-h29/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" width="55" /></a></div><p></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Hoje, ame intensamente e Seja muito feliz.</b></p><p><b>Felicidades...</b></p>Benedito Alvorada Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15932366800966246562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825605124702993809.post-90748524315177792292024-03-07T21:44:00.004-03:002024-03-07T21:44:41.551-03:00Falo de coisas<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXAhKbcGaXhXFjlP5RRsRNSOEXx-vhDIz5YE9lYJBc2_1o3oM-1WKcVN6XL56gTApNKB9gcQoq5NN1mhvso6RVgaLlBvXIeOYzpm_g2Ss2f0SwtoOc8hF0qWy5gu82R86qAhvlaPxSAP7oBCG4maXpcY8rsJ28rOvlYP5337YcqEBN0M31LjHG5U7UD6TN/s682/07%200323%20bela.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="682" data-original-width="564" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXAhKbcGaXhXFjlP5RRsRNSOEXx-vhDIz5YE9lYJBc2_1o3oM-1WKcVN6XL56gTApNKB9gcQoq5NN1mhvso6RVgaLlBvXIeOYzpm_g2Ss2f0SwtoOc8hF0qWy5gu82R86qAhvlaPxSAP7oBCG4maXpcY8rsJ28rOvlYP5337YcqEBN0M31LjHG5U7UD6TN/s320/07%200323%20bela.jpg" width="265" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>Ser feliz com o que se tem é a maior e mais segura das riquezas.</p><p> E o que tenho me é sagrado.</p><p>Falo de pessoas, falo de coisas, falo do que sinto.</p><p>Talvez essa é a (minha) forma de blindar minhas (nossas) fragilidades</p><p> por tanta falta de respeito, por tanta falta de gentileza,</p><p> amor e solidariedade pra com o outro.</p><p> Dai graças ao que tens, e se puder, semeia, essa é tua riqueza.</p><p><br /></p><p><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Rosa de Saron Morais</span> </p><p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrCpN6s-0FR6pva5xFK4MlFPQe0viaAz8IO87GyJ75cSoDpafdrtE0q2XC00mcJIUwDR1zidZNZPpB9S_LdJEVVBUA1D7gc2OcgFeEN-DtZWE9MI9tuFDQ2CR64t_sV8TV9kSfWbnXVru_4ZOWb_A6t8zfObU7NtqMiA0KTOQtYMw-ErNISGz0Ta5CPYLB/s563/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="563" height="30" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrCpN6s-0FR6pva5xFK4MlFPQe0viaAz8IO87GyJ75cSoDpafdrtE0q2XC00mcJIUwDR1zidZNZPpB9S_LdJEVVBUA1D7gc2OcgFeEN-DtZWE9MI9tuFDQ2CR64t_sV8TV9kSfWbnXVru_4ZOWb_A6t8zfObU7NtqMiA0KTOQtYMw-ErNISGz0Ta5CPYLB/w57-h30/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" width="57" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><span style="color: #cc0000;">Hoje, ame intensamente e Seja muito feliz.</span></p><p><span style="color: #cc0000;">Felicidades...</span></p>Benedito Alvorada Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15932366800966246562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825605124702993809.post-74289289869558177352024-03-07T21:12:00.006-03:002024-03-07T21:12:50.615-03:00Nossos sentimentos<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbPcFLDanuLqVDnrp5QKhWJDPHPb-p81Q_UNK25Wg_BhB_A5YycH88D1oKo2HtNvnYSWFF7fcWzYi23EjFTF0DH-VqKO5UyES2EAM5uX7UKS589h5g1oy7CFIbnowvncyu3MTRqQ7LD95AGTREmJI8mZrCJg3nDmfygFylJdSsSOBuagB__1wnUM9SGp0G/s1002/07%200324%20bela.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1002" data-original-width="564" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbPcFLDanuLqVDnrp5QKhWJDPHPb-p81Q_UNK25Wg_BhB_A5YycH88D1oKo2HtNvnYSWFF7fcWzYi23EjFTF0DH-VqKO5UyES2EAM5uX7UKS589h5g1oy7CFIbnowvncyu3MTRqQ7LD95AGTREmJI8mZrCJg3nDmfygFylJdSsSOBuagB__1wnUM9SGp0G/s320/07%200324%20bela.jpg" width="180" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>Somos donos de nossos atos,</p><p>mas não donos de nossos sentimentos;</p><p>Somos culpados pelo que fazemos,</p><p>mas não somos culpados pelo que sentimos;</p><p>Podemos prometer atos,</p><p>mas não podemos prometer sentimentos…</p><p>Atos são pássaros engaiolados,</p><p>sentimentos são pássaros em voo.</p><p><br /></p><p><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Mario Quintana</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWb8qAuD0xSQPEq8JhaDr4LHhb6tmjmQKROFoTpzRgZoQCnBNYE_jKirXaTL89Y29nLktnc6cIjQQN5S4lwu3Vl0quqiv21Cdt65raWznk4Hm4Jg9afN95r8DsTcMHVRuKxZhHxCQA1w9bfqRgf5L5NQsFBftfQtJiGVd-z-ddd01eFXtqHL6sVlfwRx8j/s563/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="563" height="38" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWb8qAuD0xSQPEq8JhaDr4LHhb6tmjmQKROFoTpzRgZoQCnBNYE_jKirXaTL89Y29nLktnc6cIjQQN5S4lwu3Vl0quqiv21Cdt65raWznk4Hm4Jg9afN95r8DsTcMHVRuKxZhHxCQA1w9bfqRgf5L5NQsFBftfQtJiGVd-z-ddd01eFXtqHL6sVlfwRx8j/w72-h38/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" width="72" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><span style="color: #cc0000;">Hoje, ame intensamente e Seja muito feliz.</span></p><p><span style="color: #cc0000;">Felicidades...</span></p>Benedito Alvorada Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15932366800966246562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825605124702993809.post-43308165745661726132024-02-06T19:18:00.001-03:002024-02-06T19:18:16.341-03:00Olhar de ternura<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg93G8kHL6wLDIzgFazqzTrW3FvA18mkGBTgQAtNrRIfPyFvHJ10ZMVLOEO3o8jcO6TeIPmYL9O9A_frWsPtSUl6e3hOymjfE51a3GkqSKOsbg_JKMw6AUBZQXMKjecg7vBdv40eyQnOzKBXoM0u8mNyIEbrv5BMX2zTyVdd-HpZth3hnRa3I0TkXdVk5s9/s656/06%20022024%20se%20foi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="656" data-original-width="375" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg93G8kHL6wLDIzgFazqzTrW3FvA18mkGBTgQAtNrRIfPyFvHJ10ZMVLOEO3o8jcO6TeIPmYL9O9A_frWsPtSUl6e3hOymjfE51a3GkqSKOsbg_JKMw6AUBZQXMKjecg7vBdv40eyQnOzKBXoM0u8mNyIEbrv5BMX2zTyVdd-HpZth3hnRa3I0TkXdVk5s9/s320/06%20022024%20se%20foi.jpg" width="183" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><b><i><br /></i></b></p><p><b><i>...O que eu adoro em ti não é teu colo,</i></b></p><p><b><i>mais belo que o da esposa israelita,</i></b></p><p><b><i>torre de graças, encantado asilo,</i></b></p><p><b><i>aonde o gênio das paixões habita.</i></b></p><p><b><i><br /></i></b></p><p><b><i>O que eu adoro em ti não são teus seios,</i></b></p><p><b><i>alvas pombinhas que dormindo gemem,</i></b></p><p><b><i>e do indiscreto vôo duma abelha</i></b></p><p><b><i>cheias de medo em seu abrigo tremem.</i></b></p><p><b><i><br /></i></b></p><p><b><i>O que eu adoro em ti, ouve, é tu'alma,</i></b></p><p><b><i>pura como o sorrir de uma criança,</i></b></p><p><b><i>alheia ao mundo, alheia aos preconceitos,</i></b></p><p><b><i>rica de crenças, rica de esperança.</i></b></p><p><b><i><br /></i></b></p><p><b><i>São as palavras de bondade infinda</i></b></p><p><b><i>que sabes murmurar aos que padecem,</i></b></p><p><b><i>os carinhos ingênuos de teus olhos</i></b></p><p><b><i>onde celestes gozos transparecem!...</i></b></p><p><b><i><br /></i></b></p><p><b><i> Fagundes Varela </i></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-w9ZWQFNO5mku4RPiWsO8MgAU8Bl_4Mc1garnQgocZrhZA12Mdrd8t0KhKI_a7Rs5XC_XdRonmC0V6gTYOI3eorDQ89Vn_bAr3xc16YlmMJRdJtyM96PtTEzJJFnMuqtkTIBM9UfB319BR4Re6XmRulO7nFVdAsQsJ0AlPoeHqBRkCfZIlW1WWiflzQ1f/s563/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="563" height="30" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-w9ZWQFNO5mku4RPiWsO8MgAU8Bl_4Mc1garnQgocZrhZA12Mdrd8t0KhKI_a7Rs5XC_XdRonmC0V6gTYOI3eorDQ89Vn_bAr3xc16YlmMJRdJtyM96PtTEzJJFnMuqtkTIBM9UfB319BR4Re6XmRulO7nFVdAsQsJ0AlPoeHqBRkCfZIlW1WWiflzQ1f/w55-h30/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" width="55" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /></i></b><p></p><p><b><i><br /></i></b></p><p><b><i>Hoje, ame intensamente e Seja muito feliz.</i></b></p><p><b>Felicidades...</b></p><p><br /></p>Benedito Alvorada Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15932366800966246562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825605124702993809.post-5122882425299087152024-02-06T18:47:00.005-03:002024-02-06T18:47:59.680-03:00 Teus olhos<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSx1x63ufbcR-IAtNMZlOSG6TR2ySUF2eZAsbZFmlPwrf7VbbP9RMw-OylCQhgH1c_nWe8mR8XPp6MVG0yRvDz-6qLMcFMSztNZt3DhLaZBNFVG_6EW5X8DjX7M9wXrVYZbCV14lZORu6j90HMK_R2RRuom-pnSBF_z74WRiCsFQ9v6j16hfUVfDKtsBKr/s846/06%2002%2024%20ela.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="846" data-original-width="564" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSx1x63ufbcR-IAtNMZlOSG6TR2ySUF2eZAsbZFmlPwrf7VbbP9RMw-OylCQhgH1c_nWe8mR8XPp6MVG0yRvDz-6qLMcFMSztNZt3DhLaZBNFVG_6EW5X8DjX7M9wXrVYZbCV14lZORu6j90HMK_R2RRuom-pnSBF_z74WRiCsFQ9v6j16hfUVfDKtsBKr/s320/06%2002%2024%20ela.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><i><b>O que eu adoro em ti não são teus olhos,</b></i></p><p><i><b>teus lindos olhos cheios de mistério,</b></i></p><p><i><b>por cujo brilho os homens deixariam</b></i></p><p><i><b>da terra inteira o mais soberbo império.</b></i></p><p><i><b><br /></b></i></p><p><i><b>O que eu adoro em ti não são teus lábios,</b></i></p><p><i><b>onde perpétua juventude mora,</b></i></p><p><i><b>e encerram mais perfumes do que os vales</b></i></p><p><i><b>por entre as pompas festivais da aurora.</b></i></p><p><i><b><br /></b></i></p><p><i><b>O que eu adoro em ti não é teu rosto</b></i></p><p><i><b>perante o qual o marmor descorara,</b></i></p><p><i><b>e ao contemplar a esplêndida harmonia</b></i></p><p><i><b>Fídias, o mestre, seu cinzel quebrara.</b></i></p><p><i><b>O que eu adoro em ti...</b></i></p><p><i><b><br /></b></i></p><p><i><b> Fagundes Varela </b></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBC2wUCC1vHI1laAvueE6d3q8c8MCB6mbEDKwR0PMOvZ7E2mya8Bws21K2mqGiS9wXkBLt9Pm6lP-xVN8bffHx4YflGB7d8wui4T3meY8zbU2vVftjw2p-YlYAW0uTDJHVTfhNE-kKodKBW6u6m2lo-kF7CV26jc5z6Rib5b9-IgOAtaq6Fdddvu2tCaVF/s563/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="563" height="32" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBC2wUCC1vHI1laAvueE6d3q8c8MCB6mbEDKwR0PMOvZ7E2mya8Bws21K2mqGiS9wXkBLt9Pm6lP-xVN8bffHx4YflGB7d8wui4T3meY8zbU2vVftjw2p-YlYAW0uTDJHVTfhNE-kKodKBW6u6m2lo-kF7CV26jc5z6Rib5b9-IgOAtaq6Fdddvu2tCaVF/w60-h32/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" width="60" /></a></b></i></div><i><b><br /></b></i><p></p><p><i><b><br /></b></i></p><p><i><b>Hoje, ame intensamente e Seja muito feliz.</b></i></p><p><i><b>Felicidades...</b></i></p><p><br /></p>Benedito Alvorada Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15932366800966246562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825605124702993809.post-80266066219167890912024-01-29T18:38:00.003-03:002024-01-29T18:38:26.909-03:00Se assim for, paciência<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCI9W_HpC5zJvKkHsXeKzHD38txeyo01nQBr_KHRvWIIoU1RA_aU09D6ZplaoDRXcy2TbPDL4-TKyJvTOXywAoLoDSoK4XpOE9m206wnf608qmchxo4e1Er4s7pwVhAnqDakLaIEq5WDcEPnc-tOhVPXzLOm5HcsQj-wAXckdO2jx4h8osQHx0hAIm6Psk/s1002/530733ddcbcc983eec4959a40ddbfe04.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1002" data-original-width="564" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCI9W_HpC5zJvKkHsXeKzHD38txeyo01nQBr_KHRvWIIoU1RA_aU09D6ZplaoDRXcy2TbPDL4-TKyJvTOXywAoLoDSoK4XpOE9m206wnf608qmchxo4e1Er4s7pwVhAnqDakLaIEq5WDcEPnc-tOhVPXzLOm5HcsQj-wAXckdO2jx4h8osQHx0hAIm6Psk/s320/530733ddcbcc983eec4959a40ddbfe04.jpg" width="180" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><b><i>Este teu meio sorriso,</i></b></p><p><b><i>Quase que me engana, penso...</i></b></p><p><b><i>Porque já não aparece mais,</i></b></p><p><b><i>Ou já partiu para outro coração.</i></b></p><p><b><i><br /></i></b></p><p><b><i>Muitas vezes você sorria do ocaso,</i></b></p><p><b><i>Este quase sem querer do destino,</i></b></p><p><b><i>Fazia pouco dos meus carinhos e afagos,</i></b></p><p><b><i>Mas, queria estar coladinho junto a mim.</i></b></p><p><b><i><br /></i></b></p><p><b><i>Se assim for, paciência,</i></b></p><p><b><i>Afaguei seus cabelos e beijei seus olhos,</i></b></p><p><b><i>Muitas vezes, balancei-te em meus braços,</i></b></p><p><b><i>Bem, o meu coração, ainda está no balanço...</i></b></p><p><b><i><br /></i></b></p><p><b><i> <span style="color: #800180;"> Alvorada </span> </i></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFbJfWEXmU7zTY6vwYpKzIMmq0D5Shh0lNIsTDwPSNZzguoHDzfkajQLpT4AMDkohTFE1-Y-ApdRBoFCmF5DTRiywaevl_mfGvPTh_EXESo2o5shTA-RnoVwFc-ANdZznXBbA5hh7Emy_8gSiunjm-Ndr5uXWqADeoghOOlDqZxIZ9sMjjWsmD9Fh_kuGY/s563/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="563" height="28" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFbJfWEXmU7zTY6vwYpKzIMmq0D5Shh0lNIsTDwPSNZzguoHDzfkajQLpT4AMDkohTFE1-Y-ApdRBoFCmF5DTRiywaevl_mfGvPTh_EXESo2o5shTA-RnoVwFc-ANdZznXBbA5hh7Emy_8gSiunjm-Ndr5uXWqADeoghOOlDqZxIZ9sMjjWsmD9Fh_kuGY/w53-h28/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" width="53" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /></i></b><p></p><p><b></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6ooZPeoO37_uXrHXGcrD41mLi_KkdxiIIqH6a3hAt9t1lqej3OjiZwv_CA3ZHbgHAbCeBCEFk19MYtQFBMGg1izEyNfTeP-o8bt8FDvjc__St70A1aFN17X4n9tNTjv40ns05kbrsI3NvYThs39gEy_s5YOzg91uck87a5PzFp4-1d6N8-fwmS_rh-hvb/s1005/29%200134%20bos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1005" data-original-width="564" height="201" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6ooZPeoO37_uXrHXGcrD41mLi_KkdxiIIqH6a3hAt9t1lqej3OjiZwv_CA3ZHbgHAbCeBCEFk19MYtQFBMGg1izEyNfTeP-o8bt8FDvjc__St70A1aFN17X4n9tNTjv40ns05kbrsI3NvYThs39gEy_s5YOzg91uck87a5PzFp4-1d6N8-fwmS_rh-hvb/w113-h201/29%200134%20bos.jpg" width="113" /></a></b></div><b><br /><i><br /></i></b><p></p><p><b><i>Hoje, ame intensamente e Seja muito feliz.</i></b></p><p><b><i>Felicidades...</i></b></p>Benedito Alvorada Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15932366800966246562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825605124702993809.post-39791266554051742842024-01-26T21:47:00.002-03:002024-01-26T21:47:37.529-03:00Eu preciso<p> </p><p><b></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcBFCyW__NDNv5FfaLOojKRf9Q92FYdTi0mOS97qwxH9j61CilUWiF5oQLrNDNmi1F2Yzu5Xq0N1ALkT8097KBGVj-n1JbrZBRmbi67NooOh8DtiepfUEJRkpldvD1Lvo5ji6o5kQDV3Wv_CQUAKBlI8ej8ekkGze_kjk-di0FC250xj7palyOkDW5csET/s675/26%200124%20bas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="675" data-original-width="540" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcBFCyW__NDNv5FfaLOojKRf9Q92FYdTi0mOS97qwxH9j61CilUWiF5oQLrNDNmi1F2Yzu5Xq0N1ALkT8097KBGVj-n1JbrZBRmbi67NooOh8DtiepfUEJRkpldvD1Lvo5ji6o5kQDV3Wv_CQUAKBlI8ej8ekkGze_kjk-di0FC250xj7palyOkDW5csET/s320/26%200124%20bas.jpg" width="256" /></a></b></div><b><br /><i><br /></i></b><p></p><p><b><i><br /></i></b></p><p><b><i>Eu preciso dizer que te amo</i></b></p><p><b><i>Tenho que aproveitar</i></b></p><p><b><i>Enquanto meu coração bate.</i></b></p><p><b><i>Não, que depois que ele pare</i></b></p><p><b><i>Eu deixe de te amar.</i></b></p><p><b><i>Mas, é só enquanto ele pulsa</i></b></p><p><b><i>Que posso fazer-te feliz.</i></b></p><p><b><i><br /></i></b></p><p><b><i>Emanuel Galvão </i></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC6D0zrK-1cKuqgC2OqkakafrzA338TqLbMNt7chU7lP-tZfyPDC3D3i7dikdmYDNAUPtEfbYvUKdpQqKZ_VuqKr1BWRMKdpOJpH3rgbDu9vAFPrWQNnUZTpO-35Xj0jZsf16WTf2G5CcR38XmwNAfG0R0t27x7Rnwqk_8tfXZLfz3zFvoqjFr2L0zI-Wh/s563/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="563" height="28" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC6D0zrK-1cKuqgC2OqkakafrzA338TqLbMNt7chU7lP-tZfyPDC3D3i7dikdmYDNAUPtEfbYvUKdpQqKZ_VuqKr1BWRMKdpOJpH3rgbDu9vAFPrWQNnUZTpO-35Xj0jZsf16WTf2G5CcR38XmwNAfG0R0t27x7Rnwqk_8tfXZLfz3zFvoqjFr2L0zI-Wh/w53-h28/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" width="53" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /></i></b><p></p><p><b></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEb2gznYX9C2yTKysMrhsjnDO7WldBAsbrQGTayQr95QoRO3yv-w59yv7nCnENc9cHbr1Bndr0ADtS9PP_L_QjcQpqqbRUIAQ7qih7ThraKTlu7dtiyp4Q1u-G7ijvyDOs011a1NIUC3W2UoqMf3LxpV75mgpHPTYdGRjZaqLBxwGOn5Kzs-J9xp1YDU_h/s997/26%200126%20base.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="997" data-original-width="564" height="171" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEb2gznYX9C2yTKysMrhsjnDO7WldBAsbrQGTayQr95QoRO3yv-w59yv7nCnENc9cHbr1Bndr0ADtS9PP_L_QjcQpqqbRUIAQ7qih7ThraKTlu7dtiyp4Q1u-G7ijvyDOs011a1NIUC3W2UoqMf3LxpV75mgpHPTYdGRjZaqLBxwGOn5Kzs-J9xp1YDU_h/w97-h171/26%200126%20base.jpg" width="97" /></a></b></div><b><br /><i><br /></i></b><p></p><p><b><i>Hoje, ame intensamente e Seja muito feliz.</i></b></p><p><b><i>Felicidades... </i></b></p>Benedito Alvorada Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15932366800966246562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825605124702993809.post-40593136824427708262024-01-26T19:15:00.004-03:002024-01-26T19:15:32.049-03:00Ah! esse amor...<p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDVxVF_9j2mIOYEPUmu2vsoctkOiiL18HEMLimuyQb_b4oquEkJrDVsdkzNi7rp4ms9peH1SG4r9eiq0j98s1pK1rXEwQTV5C3Iy8HFPDGJGQh1HB2mVHXsqhlh1SlDKy9KwV1HxNYEekk0NbT5Tm92ow8IggT9hlwWdwmmKk97MY0DRMatxiwiM3H0ve_/s1002/26%200124%20fui.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1002" data-original-width="564" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDVxVF_9j2mIOYEPUmu2vsoctkOiiL18HEMLimuyQb_b4oquEkJrDVsdkzNi7rp4ms9peH1SG4r9eiq0j98s1pK1rXEwQTV5C3Iy8HFPDGJGQh1HB2mVHXsqhlh1SlDKy9KwV1HxNYEekk0NbT5Tm92ow8IggT9hlwWdwmmKk97MY0DRMatxiwiM3H0ve_/s320/26%200124%20fui.jpg" width="180" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><b><i>Teu amor me fez tão leve</i></b></p><p><b><i>Fico assim a flutuar</i></b></p><p><b><i>Minhas asinhas esquecidas</i></b></p><p><b><i>Voltam a querer voar</i></b></p><p><b><i>Pois sou Fadinha do vento</i></b></p><p><b><i>que o vento me leve</i></b></p><p><b><i>a qualquer lugar</i></b></p><p><b><i>Vento traz a ventania</i></b></p><p><b><i>Me leva pra esse amor</i></b></p><p><b><i>Estou solta no vento</i></b></p><p><b><i>Entregue ao teu sabor</i></b></p><p><b><i>Pois Fadinha do vento sou...</i></b></p><p><b><i><br /></i></b></p><p><b><i>Bernadette Moscareli e Paty Padilha </i></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAcr2NbQSvY_ZP_PtASTgOyhbBEbr3BTH9CV6cfSOJbFUckHS4gH93KtRSAZE6JYW0tdGPnlw0L7FcQjlPLgBtQwKIZoZgX4TCw64BROvlONWychnXMtDWgPpVcNLpHX1fa5dPgFqlUNzIT6Ht7xNMNSmDdbhLvaIrH1spSXiAGmSKvwFJ7i_o2xkqhJiU/s563/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="563" height="27" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAcr2NbQSvY_ZP_PtASTgOyhbBEbr3BTH9CV6cfSOJbFUckHS4gH93KtRSAZE6JYW0tdGPnlw0L7FcQjlPLgBtQwKIZoZgX4TCw64BROvlONWychnXMtDWgPpVcNLpHX1fa5dPgFqlUNzIT6Ht7xNMNSmDdbhLvaIrH1spSXiAGmSKvwFJ7i_o2xkqhJiU/w50-h27/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" width="50" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /></i></b><p></p><p><b></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_81wa5a468_-Viye1Pe-sj1Tw9jfgjRqUl7L4zXrBlnaThYKi4gJqtla9iDTByyBHsCoBpW7P-tYzDSxcEAyfR4Efu3v7C_rv7d7aH6b05812NanHN4Wr7k1CaDQ79lLEC4PBgPOmXUgPVnjXTCdC9w5E0VchBIhlLzvD4hAOPnGOMuQCvkLPlAhshx3R/s400/26%200124%20fu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="400" height="140" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_81wa5a468_-Viye1Pe-sj1Tw9jfgjRqUl7L4zXrBlnaThYKi4gJqtla9iDTByyBHsCoBpW7P-tYzDSxcEAyfR4Efu3v7C_rv7d7aH6b05812NanHN4Wr7k1CaDQ79lLEC4PBgPOmXUgPVnjXTCdC9w5E0VchBIhlLzvD4hAOPnGOMuQCvkLPlAhshx3R/w140-h140/26%200124%20fu.jpg" width="140" /></a></b></div><b><br /><i><br /></i></b><p></p><p><b><i>Hoje, ame intensamente e Seja muito feliz.</i></b></p><p><b><i>Felicidades... </i></b></p>Benedito Alvorada Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15932366800966246562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825605124702993809.post-68057700011820774092024-01-26T18:18:00.003-03:002024-01-26T18:18:48.029-03:00Esse desejo <p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj79h2xAqhrhJh1LR0EI2-2Ojto_fP6Cd2tiswykrcAwQTx5FJwyqcO17DQ0o0Kx6oPpQKr8PKWLAq0_QHizifnjz1MltZ82hHWabMFooECUoGYoWr9qWJkHAYS3mDosd8BgDYJag0TpGeCs6SkpE2AmK6cD0EZuidm6PEGZ7IJ0AxkHORd-5-CldSeM911/s640/26%200124%20desejo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="513" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj79h2xAqhrhJh1LR0EI2-2Ojto_fP6Cd2tiswykrcAwQTx5FJwyqcO17DQ0o0Kx6oPpQKr8PKWLAq0_QHizifnjz1MltZ82hHWabMFooECUoGYoWr9qWJkHAYS3mDosd8BgDYJag0TpGeCs6SkpE2AmK6cD0EZuidm6PEGZ7IJ0AxkHORd-5-CldSeM911/s320/26%200124%20desejo.jpg" width="257" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><b><i>Esse desejo </i></b></p><p><b><i><br /></i></b></p><p><b><i><br /></i></b></p><p><b><i>Quem dera eu soubesse,</i></b></p><p><b><i>Onde anda você,</i></b></p><p><b><i>Seus traços serenos,</i></b></p><p><b><i>Perturbam meu viver.</i></b></p><p><b><i><br /></i></b></p><p><b><i>Queria saber se posso ainda,</i></b></p><p><b><i>Me dar ao luxo de buscar teu sorriso,</i></b></p><p><b><i>Morena tão linda, deixa eu te amar,</i></b></p><p><b><i>E novamente o ar com burburinhos inflar.</i></b></p><p><b><i><br /></i></b></p><p><b><i>Vem e volta esse desejo,</i></b></p><p><b><i>Que coisa louca, doida de sentir,</i></b></p><p><b><i>Talvez, mais forte do que nunca, esse, lhe desejar. </i></b></p><p><b><i><br /></i></b></p><p><b><i> <span style="color: #800180;"> Alvorada </span> </i></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhie-aXk_YB-MUPjimLLHvnAGPwpJE3UNDLiuPjI-qEB75gZGSiRfDrWSy53_njb9Mky-Ai2dln6ZRsfbqVtz7xhcuu8EN5Ap6rNu1qWWM9-JuIDubV2qziy6IqERjHzu1bNX-w_DKCDtio8iaTNzXcCNUU-z7RFhN4ZeOi5UZh5RYpQV8VN4g1HyuqEsc0/s563/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="563" height="29" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhie-aXk_YB-MUPjimLLHvnAGPwpJE3UNDLiuPjI-qEB75gZGSiRfDrWSy53_njb9Mky-Ai2dln6ZRsfbqVtz7xhcuu8EN5Ap6rNu1qWWM9-JuIDubV2qziy6IqERjHzu1bNX-w_DKCDtio8iaTNzXcCNUU-z7RFhN4ZeOi5UZh5RYpQV8VN4g1HyuqEsc0/w55-h29/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" width="55" /></a></i></b></div><b><i><br /></i></b><p></p><p><b></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_k2JQ9e7ADSnNlEFZorlwTYq4Z94eLYjPs-Z4cbNS-8yPd6kC12Q47SaJQiFgAmQHoMBOws_-rkXm_29yYAX9pXKxMdikiyFDHN3RSzaN-e2ZPozkPB-Mt98xKOJ4TepVfpjgJGSfVsVzwz0OmLkuaqE69bl1Jw3MHz4bLmcwxMiAgRya9wMwsorUA3eM/s996/26%200124%20desejos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="996" data-original-width="564" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_k2JQ9e7ADSnNlEFZorlwTYq4Z94eLYjPs-Z4cbNS-8yPd6kC12Q47SaJQiFgAmQHoMBOws_-rkXm_29yYAX9pXKxMdikiyFDHN3RSzaN-e2ZPozkPB-Mt98xKOJ4TepVfpjgJGSfVsVzwz0OmLkuaqE69bl1Jw3MHz4bLmcwxMiAgRya9wMwsorUA3eM/w136-h241/26%200124%20desejos.jpg" width="136" /></a></b></div><b><br /><i><br /></i></b><p></p><p><b><i>Hoje, ame intensamente e Seja muito feliz.</i></b></p><p><b><i>Felicidades... </i></b></p><p><br /></p>Benedito Alvorada Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15932366800966246562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825605124702993809.post-72385349842859603922024-01-17T15:52:00.000-03:002024-01-17T15:52:42.270-03:00Não vejo ninguém<p> </p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhouxVB6O9iz76_70-IUfOKy0eGgMCkmQSget0LzfOgL8etCZRIZLVhjobPXiv13zhkARj9MTp5tjfK8r8dZ2heQEQNIE5KzPQ5Qj_hXyuFiLNweipkp3kKz3tFkoSrMsyZdRXsCW4LuWi2PidBv5AjWo_hSjful_7gRY6bgBZ2kAAWuVH2voSrrxhU7OtL/s564/17%200124%20n%C3%A3o%20vejo%20ninguem.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="410" data-original-width="564" height="233" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhouxVB6O9iz76_70-IUfOKy0eGgMCkmQSget0LzfOgL8etCZRIZLVhjobPXiv13zhkARj9MTp5tjfK8r8dZ2heQEQNIE5KzPQ5Qj_hXyuFiLNweipkp3kKz3tFkoSrMsyZdRXsCW4LuWi2PidBv5AjWo_hSjful_7gRY6bgBZ2kAAWuVH2voSrrxhU7OtL/s320/17%200124%20n%C3%A3o%20vejo%20ninguem.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><b>Não vejo ninguém</b></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Você tão distante,</b></p><p><b>O que fazer para voltar</b></p><p><b>Preciso no silencio reinante,</b></p><p><b>Juntar minhas peças trincadas.</b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Sinto como se alguém gritasse </b></p><p><b>De forma beirando desespero</b></p><p><b>Sem noção de espaço e tempo</b></p><p><b>Empenhado numa fuga sem sentido.</b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b> Fui longe o bastante,</b></p><p><b>Ao Ignorar seu intenso amor,</b></p><p><b> Eis a falha mortal que me acompanha.</b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><span style="color: #800180;"><b> Alvorada </b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #800180;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ3JSTpk2iZhvpDab6dqW6FZwOTjgjbNx6zwDTUmnIyI8ZJFAQMnrpIJxXDpwNoA6Cgf2hfZaEPCdinei28J-udgCeJlKetSSFGrNcsiwjhXQ_Ft6JDQrGkUIibM7BY18k9cbY1VbEQel-jTIvW7O5riNgKBIvsgLqpcFY71HArCNTQ9t0HFav6JH1C8f3/s563/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="563" height="27" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ3JSTpk2iZhvpDab6dqW6FZwOTjgjbNx6zwDTUmnIyI8ZJFAQMnrpIJxXDpwNoA6Cgf2hfZaEPCdinei28J-udgCeJlKetSSFGrNcsiwjhXQ_Ft6JDQrGkUIibM7BY18k9cbY1VbEQel-jTIvW7O5riNgKBIvsgLqpcFY71HArCNTQ9t0HFav6JH1C8f3/w51-h27/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" width="51" /></a></b></span></div><span style="color: #800180;"><b><br /></b></span><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj_Qkzk0iN-W2L3mtmIFPTEBfrLyvhYmnjK1lv98XvG5CtlYDtNlvXHUNy1-bFo5zDHTCoAJ6puv7aOT52qHy6oZuqoowrKDUQCEl-Sjqp2Q80yde7Ob1qy4SVO50gbn7xY2xr1gdOrDmH2V-K49nldUNlZIKjzqdQD8WH7_20XRE0jSfAc7_2WOQ8jaHz/s1312/17%200124%20nao%20vejo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1312" data-original-width="736" height="272" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj_Qkzk0iN-W2L3mtmIFPTEBfrLyvhYmnjK1lv98XvG5CtlYDtNlvXHUNy1-bFo5zDHTCoAJ6puv7aOT52qHy6oZuqoowrKDUQCEl-Sjqp2Q80yde7Ob1qy4SVO50gbn7xY2xr1gdOrDmH2V-K49nldUNlZIKjzqdQD8WH7_20XRE0jSfAc7_2WOQ8jaHz/w153-h272/17%200124%20nao%20vejo.jpg" width="153" /></a></div><br /><b><br /></b><p></p><p><b>Hoje, ame intensamente e Seja muito feliz.</b></p><p><b>Felicidades... </b></p><div><br /></div>Benedito Alvorada Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15932366800966246562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825605124702993809.post-6460574697269460352024-01-13T23:57:00.005-03:002024-01-13T23:57:51.426-03:00Você distante.<p> </p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Você distante.</b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Repenso meus caminhos de felicidades,</b></p><p><b>Eram tão intensos e cheios de vida,</b></p><p><b>Correndo ao meu lado, você se divertia,</b></p><p><b>Afinal, aquilo tudo nos pertencia.</b></p><p><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcaqte6dTXStQuzra72hJqh3X35DNFHW0H-BAP3giAZkrSBijwtOJ4hbhnM1qWqY2Qa5MHVxGEqViPWAgYxoOePk1GN4O6tBVbwC5HogIHncvkf8oZbJ5XGSfcmtVOBmdMoC4ruHkB-pdDI8TGI6l45t0wGLP5pGOSYbWSa6WHXRhryu4Pb0V3L98Dh0ZB/s977/13%200124%20voce%20distante.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="977" data-original-width="564" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcaqte6dTXStQuzra72hJqh3X35DNFHW0H-BAP3giAZkrSBijwtOJ4hbhnM1qWqY2Qa5MHVxGEqViPWAgYxoOePk1GN4O6tBVbwC5HogIHncvkf8oZbJ5XGSfcmtVOBmdMoC4ruHkB-pdDI8TGI6l45t0wGLP5pGOSYbWSa6WHXRhryu4Pb0V3L98Dh0ZB/s320/13%200124%20voce%20distante.jpg" width="185" /></a></b></p><p></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Neste recomeço de vida tento lhe encaixar,</b></p><p><b>Ao meu lado sei que muito iria ganhar,</b></p><p><b>Com sorriso aberto e franqueza no olhar,</b></p><p><b>Quem, ousaria me afrontar.</b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b>Penso, repenso uma gloriosa saída,</b></p><p><b>Minutos se esvaem em intensa correria,</b></p><p><b>Temo que nesta fenda distante, </b></p><p><b>Se torne, meu amigo tempo, minha triste sangria... </b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p><b> <span style="color: #800180;"> Alvorada </span></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #800180;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGIJpjWYlnoxSvR8gV96DEYyyja-71e2vnKPPOJ1ifIHcTvr6ivSi9vFGItc363OgVK6vGMA8es4R3P3FfzLdf_GN7FCl2igbuq425yf6_d8sHQ4zp_N65IL9mUhH7ASBjcDRHPUiKCHT6pCPQvLVw-cUycHAzzVRDyX7EpvV5uSEf5OlN1LuaaGod87Kv/s563/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="563" height="34" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGIJpjWYlnoxSvR8gV96DEYyyja-71e2vnKPPOJ1ifIHcTvr6ivSi9vFGItc363OgVK6vGMA8es4R3P3FfzLdf_GN7FCl2igbuq425yf6_d8sHQ4zp_N65IL9mUhH7ASBjcDRHPUiKCHT6pCPQvLVw-cUycHAzzVRDyX7EpvV5uSEf5OlN1LuaaGod87Kv/w64-h34/A%20a%20formiga.jpg" width="64" /></a></span></b></div><b><span style="color: #800180;"><br /></span></b><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxk3js_P37DeMj5jP77y0ajn6MKEl_F9V28kAiMO8M7oU80wamxXkIXfP_fvMy7BcU5jR-FIoIs0NRpsNRCeSVyq4cbt-Nu0himVunFMcnHECdI7Vt4hwDdFYtR1xej7V3C_7bVqPS7SRKQH6XQnopQA7f8Fv2FUiFR0ip474BFv6R1dl_c3mkME8ETXJU/s991/13%200124%20v.%20distante.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="991" data-original-width="564" height="207" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxk3js_P37DeMj5jP77y0ajn6MKEl_F9V28kAiMO8M7oU80wamxXkIXfP_fvMy7BcU5jR-FIoIs0NRpsNRCeSVyq4cbt-Nu0himVunFMcnHECdI7Vt4hwDdFYtR1xej7V3C_7bVqPS7SRKQH6XQnopQA7f8Fv2FUiFR0ip474BFv6R1dl_c3mkME8ETXJU/w118-h207/13%200124%20v.%20distante.jpg" width="118" /></a></div><br /><b><br /></b><p></p><p><b>Hoje, ame intensamente e Seja muito feliz.</b></p><p><b>Felicidades... </b></p>Benedito Alvorada Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15932366800966246562noreply@blogger.com0