<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681</id><updated>2012-02-11T18:28:29.114-02:00</updated><category term='Agradecimentos'/><category term='Faz de Conta'/><category term='momentos'/><category term='Final'/><category term='Sangrando'/><category term='Tédio'/><category term='Paixão'/><category term='Amigo'/><category term='Dor'/><category term='Tribos- Perfil de Guerra'/><category term='Dedicadas'/><category term='Desejo'/><category term='Poesia'/><category term='Solidão'/><category term='Amor'/><category term='coloridas'/><category term='Poética -  Continuação - Frases de Amor -'/><category term='Amizade Colorida'/><category term='Poética - O Encontro -'/><category term='Expurgando'/><category term='Amor Platonico'/><category term='minhas mulheres'/><category term='Poética - Para Nosalai'/><category term='Triologias - do Coração'/><category term='Homenagem'/><category term='Tribos- Perfil de Guerra II'/><category term='Amor e Dor'/><category term='Palavras'/><category term='Velhos Tempos'/><category term='Prosa'/><category term='TERNURA - A resposta -'/><title type='text'>Nas Unhas Esmalte Preto</title><subtitle type='html'>Eu canto porque o instante existe e a minha vida está completa. Não sou alegre e nem sou triste: Sou poeta.
Cecília Meireles.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>224</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-699841288497332983</id><published>2011-07-14T13:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T13:06:42.043-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amigo'/><title type='text'>NOTA AOS MEUS AMIGOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Jmdvg46cIU/Th8RubYjqjI/AAAAAAAABZc/9_x9dQDYnLU/s1600/23r31if.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="351" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Jmdvg46cIU/Th8RubYjqjI/AAAAAAAABZc/9_x9dQDYnLU/s400/23r31if.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O tempo pode ser extenso, mas necessário&lt;br /&gt;Nada será esquecido&lt;br /&gt;Cada um de vós que compreende tanto de mim&lt;br /&gt;tem um lugar especial no meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Estou apenas em silêncio &lt;br /&gt;Mas não completamente alheia&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada pelo carinho e atenção&lt;br /&gt;Um grande beijo a todos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ (Marlene)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-699841288497332983?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/699841288497332983/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=699841288497332983&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/699841288497332983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/699841288497332983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/07/nota-aos-meus-amigos.html' title='NOTA AOS MEUS AMIGOS'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Jmdvg46cIU/Th8RubYjqjI/AAAAAAAABZc/9_x9dQDYnLU/s72-c/23r31if.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-6641935312694898677</id><published>2011-06-03T10:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T10:06:46.155-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>AMOR EM MIM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EUobuKFWiBM/TejcMoWsdrI/AAAAAAAABZU/JmCCZVOKfyM/s1600/BXK17007_bx_violetas_-27-junho-2005_-serra-do-japi_jundiai_sp_brasil_-060_p.prd17007_bybbelle800.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="332" width="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EUobuKFWiBM/TejcMoWsdrI/AAAAAAAABZU/JmCCZVOKfyM/s400/BXK17007_bx_violetas_-27-junho-2005_-serra-do-japi_jundiai_sp_brasil_-060_p.prd17007_bybbelle800.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O meu coração cabe num dedal&lt;br /&gt;E o meu corpo se partiu como cristal&lt;br /&gt;E a minha alma partida&lt;br /&gt;Nunca mais reproduzirá o mesmo som&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas a natureza segue seu curso&lt;br /&gt;As violetas continuam azul e lilás&lt;br /&gt;E o sol continua a nascer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim como dormir no seu corpo&lt;br /&gt;Também para mim &lt;br /&gt;É voltar a viver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para Ti Rui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai 03/06/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-6641935312694898677?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/6641935312694898677/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=6641935312694898677&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6641935312694898677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6641935312694898677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/06/amor-em-mim.html' title='AMOR EM MIM'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EUobuKFWiBM/TejcMoWsdrI/AAAAAAAABZU/JmCCZVOKfyM/s72-c/BXK17007_bx_violetas_-27-junho-2005_-serra-do-japi_jundiai_sp_brasil_-060_p.prd17007_bybbelle800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-1989326646942366262</id><published>2011-06-01T01:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T01:28:43.806-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expurgando'/><title type='text'>DESTROÇOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sLlIayTnWXA/TeW_ka3cocI/AAAAAAAABZA/GdicEDtPUK4/s1600/untitled%2B1.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="321" width="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sLlIayTnWXA/TeW_ka3cocI/AAAAAAAABZA/GdicEDtPUK4/s400/untitled%2B1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na calada da noite&lt;br /&gt;Sombria e deserta&lt;br /&gt;Murmura o vento arredio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu me encontro em tormento&lt;br /&gt;Explode-me a alma&lt;br /&gt;Lançando pedaços sangrentos&lt;br /&gt;Desse corpo que sangra&lt;br /&gt;Sangrando de amar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu enfrento o medo e amargo a revolta&lt;br /&gt;E arrasto o que restou de mim &lt;br /&gt;Como as águas da chuva em tempestade&lt;br /&gt;Em direção contrária&lt;br /&gt;Ao lixo do teu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-1989326646942366262?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/1989326646942366262/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=1989326646942366262&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/1989326646942366262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/1989326646942366262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/06/destrocos.html' title='DESTROÇOS'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sLlIayTnWXA/TeW_ka3cocI/AAAAAAAABZA/GdicEDtPUK4/s72-c/untitled%2B1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-8905580890480977294</id><published>2011-05-31T00:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T00:51:23.021-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faz de Conta'/><title type='text'>A LUZ DE VELAS POIS SIM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o8i6UyDaGuI/TeRlVg94ZoI/AAAAAAAABYw/BVt0u6NJNCc/s1600/top_luz_vela-mais.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="259" width="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o8i6UyDaGuI/TeRlVg94ZoI/AAAAAAAABYw/BVt0u6NJNCc/s400/top_luz_vela-mais.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acende algumas velas&lt;br /&gt;Põe uma musica bonita&lt;br /&gt;E vamos dançar&lt;br /&gt;Diz algumas mentiras &lt;br /&gt;Decoradas a tempo &lt;br /&gt;E bem devagar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E me tornarei tua amante &lt;br /&gt;Serei impetuosa quando quiseres&lt;br /&gt;Infantil quando pedires&lt;br /&gt;Frágil... precisarei da tua proteção&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprovei-te&lt;br /&gt;Logo vou me cansar&lt;br /&gt;Debocharei da música&lt;br /&gt;Te acharei engraçado&lt;br /&gt;Fumarei os teus cigarros&lt;br /&gt;Beberei a tua cerveja&lt;br /&gt;Te mandarei passear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou procurar outra cobaia sangue novo&lt;br /&gt;Que me faça algum chamego&lt;br /&gt;Que alimente meus caprichos&lt;br /&gt;Até eu enjoar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-8905580890480977294?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/8905580890480977294/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=8905580890480977294&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/8905580890480977294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/8905580890480977294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/05/luz-de-velas-pois-sim.html' title='A LUZ DE VELAS POIS SIM'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o8i6UyDaGuI/TeRlVg94ZoI/AAAAAAAABYw/BVt0u6NJNCc/s72-c/top_luz_vela-mais.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-6380093030212614950</id><published>2011-05-31T00:39:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T01:41:29.975-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paixão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>VILMAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ut9Kh4qoTek/Tehl6tTS9DI/AAAAAAAABZI/GFirdwQXk-w/s1600/homens%2Bgatos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" width="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ut9Kh4qoTek/Tehl6tTS9DI/AAAAAAAABZI/GFirdwQXk-w/s400/homens%2Bgatos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não quero saber o que há&lt;br /&gt;Por traz de teus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Nem por que precisas da noite&lt;br /&gt;Mas quero todo o teu silêncio&lt;br /&gt;O teu gesto e a tua boca&lt;br /&gt;Quero o teu corpo&lt;br /&gt;E teu rosto esculpido&lt;br /&gt;Numa taça com champanhe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você é todo meu desejo&lt;br /&gt;E ainda mais me fascina&lt;br /&gt;Por que sei que não é meu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um pouco mais e seria nada&lt;br /&gt;Um pouco mais e meu olhar some &lt;br /&gt;Teu corpo na fumaça da galeria &lt;br /&gt;Não queria que tivesse sido&lt;br /&gt;Mas que venha a ser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-6380093030212614950?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/6380093030212614950/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=6380093030212614950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6380093030212614950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6380093030212614950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/05/vilmar.html' title='VILMAR'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ut9Kh4qoTek/Tehl6tTS9DI/AAAAAAAABZI/GFirdwQXk-w/s72-c/homens%2Bgatos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-2131668703569995333</id><published>2011-05-30T01:25:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T01:29:35.773-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amizade Colorida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>AMOR REAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S-aIbL4mOwY/TbL6WRqF1zI/AAAAAAAABQ8/hJ-pc6cpUa8/s1600/mVVZUzh2yd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 367px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S-aIbL4mOwY/TbL6WRqF1zI/AAAAAAAABQ8/hJ-pc6cpUa8/s400/mVVZUzh2yd.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598812547378960178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apesar do tempo, da chuva, do frio,&lt;br /&gt;Ainda é aquele amor que procura espaço&lt;br /&gt;Que é machucado, que fere e se vinga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O tempo passa, mas o sentimento permanece&lt;br /&gt;Porque é eterno&lt;br /&gt;É eterna, a mágoa, a dúvida, a dor, a solidão&lt;br /&gt;De um amor que buscou incansavelmente o seu par&lt;br /&gt;De todas as maneiras e a qualquer custo&lt;br /&gt;Que aceitava&lt;br /&gt;Que compreendia&lt;br /&gt;Que queria&lt;br /&gt;Que esquecia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É real um amor que pretende ser verde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicada ao Delmo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-2131668703569995333?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/2131668703569995333/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=2131668703569995333&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/2131668703569995333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/2131668703569995333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/05/amor-real.html' title='AMOR REAL'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S-aIbL4mOwY/TbL6WRqF1zI/AAAAAAAABQ8/hJ-pc6cpUa8/s72-c/mVVZUzh2yd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-6495340930783053963</id><published>2011-05-28T18:27:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T18:28:38.162-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>O QUE ME PASSA HOJE AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wot8CblTTus/TeFn7Zp4rrI/AAAAAAAABYk/fEo6E-n-a4g/s1600/o%2Bamor%2Bpor%2Bn%25C3%25B3s%2Bdois.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="334" width="360" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wot8CblTTus/TeFn7Zp4rrI/AAAAAAAABYk/fEo6E-n-a4g/s400/o%2Bamor%2Bpor%2Bn%25C3%25B3s%2Bdois.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje já não posso dizer-te de&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que sei&lt;br /&gt;E não sei se sei ainda&lt;br /&gt;Quantas paredes ao redor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E noites escuras e errantes&lt;br /&gt;Eternas em teus olhos de menino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não posso dizer-te da fugacidade&lt;br /&gt;das mãos, das cores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No caminho encontrei esperas&lt;br /&gt;pânico, mutilados&lt;br /&gt;Milhões perderam a esperança na vida&lt;br /&gt;Há pouca gente lutando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Ave Negra está solta&lt;br /&gt;No entanto só consigo pensar em ti&lt;br /&gt;Nos obstáculos e na distância&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Existe tantas razões plausíveis&lt;br /&gt;Outras idiotas e eu não páro de pensar&lt;br /&gt;Na casa, em ficar boa, em Neruda&lt;br /&gt;Pequenas preocupações sem consequências e puras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu não encontrei a saída&lt;br /&gt;Não descubri os mistérios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No vão do seu sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Meu olhar salpicou mil estrelas&lt;br /&gt;E um universo novo, está a se formar&lt;br /&gt;para o nosso encontro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho muitas saudades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos pra ti Rui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai 28 de maio de 2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-6495340930783053963?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/6495340930783053963/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=6495340930783053963&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6495340930783053963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6495340930783053963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/05/o-que-me-passa-hoje-amor.html' title='O QUE ME PASSA HOJE AMOR'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wot8CblTTus/TeFn7Zp4rrI/AAAAAAAABYk/fEo6E-n-a4g/s72-c/o%2Bamor%2Bpor%2Bn%25C3%25B3s%2Bdois.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-3771005636873236979</id><published>2011-05-27T00:38:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T00:44:57.416-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>NUNCA TERMINA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4mm4UlLXPRw/Td8cTOU44tI/AAAAAAAABYc/iaxdzROwluY/s1600/esmeralda_corazon_verde.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="340" width="380" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4mm4UlLXPRw/Td8cTOU44tI/AAAAAAAABYc/iaxdzROwluY/s400/esmeralda_corazon_verde.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse amor tão sem fim&lt;br /&gt;Que carrego em mim&lt;br /&gt;E toma-me inteira&lt;br /&gt;Começou por brincadeira&lt;br /&gt;E arrebatou meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Estou nas asas da paixão!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada me aconteceria&lt;br /&gt;Se entrasse num vulcão&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou ardendo em chamas&lt;br /&gt;O meu corpo é paixão!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se o mar em fúria me cobrisse agora&lt;br /&gt;Sem que eu pudesse nadar&lt;br /&gt;Não teria medo de morrer &lt;br /&gt;Afogada pelo mar&lt;br /&gt;Porque a paixão em mim é verde &lt;br /&gt;Da cor do seu olhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E no verde de seus olhos &lt;br /&gt;Assim como no misterioso mar&lt;br /&gt;Está o sentido da minha vida&lt;br /&gt;E o quanto te quero amar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 26 05 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para ti Rui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-3771005636873236979?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/3771005636873236979/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=3771005636873236979&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/3771005636873236979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/3771005636873236979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/05/nunca-termina.html' title='NUNCA TERMINA'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4mm4UlLXPRw/Td8cTOU44tI/AAAAAAAABYc/iaxdzROwluY/s72-c/esmeralda_corazon_verde.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-7599592934946897027</id><published>2011-05-26T23:18:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T00:17:49.065-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>MUITO CHATO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gJ5a5mMwuI8/Td8I83cT7WI/AAAAAAAABYM/KPlcatvHziU/s1600/Medo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gJ5a5mMwuI8/Td8I83cT7WI/AAAAAAAABYM/KPlcatvHziU/s400/Medo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta uma palavra ou menção e SHAZAN filho pródigo&lt;br /&gt;O café virou chá natural no sabor que quiser&lt;br /&gt;Canela, camumila, erva-doce, hortelã, carqueja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Está pensando que é tão heróico estar tão só&lt;br /&gt;Ou querer estar tão só?&lt;br /&gt;Pura pretensão egocêntrica!&lt;br /&gt;Heróico é estar para a vida como Fulano de Tal&lt;br /&gt;Que está com o aluguel vencido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E esperando vaga no SUS para o filho doente.&lt;br /&gt;Heróico é doar-se metade para ver outra metade&lt;br /&gt;pelo menos feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu rosto é aquele dos VTs das cenas de tensão das tele novelas&lt;br /&gt;E me acham espetacular...&lt;br /&gt;E quanto mais pernóstico é escrever em primeira pessoa&lt;br /&gt;Mas estive fazendo isso... E sou Brilhante!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom é continuar a maquiar os meus fantoches telepáticamente&lt;br /&gt;Construindo um exército para o fim do mundo&lt;br /&gt;Porque quase tudo é muito chato!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-7599592934946897027?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/7599592934946897027/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=7599592934946897027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/7599592934946897027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/7599592934946897027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/05/muito-chato.html' title='MUITO CHATO'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gJ5a5mMwuI8/Td8I83cT7WI/AAAAAAAABYM/KPlcatvHziU/s72-c/Medo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-7389221829934807898</id><published>2011-05-26T00:27:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T00:45:43.320-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>VERDE MAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XZ5EAdD8kZI/Td3IAxttEFI/AAAAAAAABYE/UixshytR11c/s1600/parcial_verde.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="363" width="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XZ5EAdD8kZI/Td3IAxttEFI/AAAAAAAABYE/UixshytR11c/s400/parcial_verde.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que no mar de tanta ausência&lt;br /&gt;Navega o meu  coração&lt;br /&gt;Tanta saudade&lt;br /&gt;Tanta aflição&lt;br /&gt;Navega assim meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Ai verde mar&lt;br /&gt;Mostra-me a direção!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É tão pouco o tempo para amar&lt;br /&gt;Mas é no verde desse olhar&lt;br /&gt;Que me esqueço da dor&lt;br /&gt;Sopra-me sou etérea&lt;br /&gt;Mas sou real para ti amor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para ti Rui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-7389221829934807898?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/7389221829934807898/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=7389221829934807898&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/7389221829934807898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/7389221829934807898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/05/verde-mar.html' title='VERDE MAR'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XZ5EAdD8kZI/Td3IAxttEFI/AAAAAAAABYE/UixshytR11c/s72-c/parcial_verde.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-6002905163281614714</id><published>2011-05-11T08:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T08:02:17.131-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>NUNCA SONHEI ASSIM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-09YKPxdHyGU/Tcpr3ZP7QjI/AAAAAAAABX0/nnAeAKPvW28/s1600/23r31if.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="351" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-09YKPxdHyGU/Tcpr3ZP7QjI/AAAAAAAABX0/nnAeAKPvW28/s400/23r31if.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca sonhei assim&lt;br /&gt;Um amor tão forte e intenso&lt;br /&gt;Que de tão grande nem cabe em mim&lt;br /&gt;Arrebenta-me o peito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que sentimento&lt;br /&gt;Outrora tormento&lt;br /&gt;Outrora paz&lt;br /&gt;Na verdade tanto faz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que sinto me consome&lt;br /&gt;Fala e responde por mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu me deixo levar&lt;br /&gt;Pois já não quero questionar&lt;br /&gt;Que o amor se faça em mim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai 10/05/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para ti Rui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-6002905163281614714?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/6002905163281614714/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=6002905163281614714&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6002905163281614714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6002905163281614714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/05/nunca-sonhei-assim.html' title='NUNCA SONHEI ASSIM'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-09YKPxdHyGU/Tcpr3ZP7QjI/AAAAAAAABX0/nnAeAKPvW28/s72-c/23r31if.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-8663452763361970703</id><published>2011-05-10T21:38:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T21:38:49.029-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amigo'/><title type='text'>LUCIANO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M4fBRHeEH9E/TbL1ItxfmdI/AAAAAAAABQU/JL1czIOSoac/s1600/1245199614745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 362px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M4fBRHeEH9E/TbL1ItxfmdI/AAAAAAAABQU/JL1czIOSoac/s400/1245199614745.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598806816849893842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem moreno feiticeiro &lt;br /&gt;Afastar as tempestades&lt;br /&gt;Iluminar meus labirintos&lt;br /&gt;Enfeitiçar a paisagem da&lt;br /&gt;Minha vida vadia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deita moreno no meu colo&lt;br /&gt;Mostra teus olhos de estrela&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu falar da noite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traz o encanto do teu corpo&lt;br /&gt;No mistério do espaço&lt;br /&gt;Que me separa de ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adoro a confusão de não saber&lt;br /&gt;O que sinto se me tocas&lt;br /&gt;Nem quando tocas&lt;br /&gt;Nem por que&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao amigo Luciano Sampaio da UFRJ (In memorian)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-8663452763361970703?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/8663452763361970703/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=8663452763361970703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/8663452763361970703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/8663452763361970703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/05/luciano.html' title='LUCIANO'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M4fBRHeEH9E/TbL1ItxfmdI/AAAAAAAABQU/JL1czIOSoac/s72-c/1245199614745.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-2596118159050808051</id><published>2011-05-07T07:20:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T10:45:20.782-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Final'/><title type='text'>CICLO VICIOSO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xpx5aYauxsE/TcfvsrkTo0I/AAAAAAAABXM/zVSi-mXxkZU/s1600/mulher-triste.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="318" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xpx5aYauxsE/TcfvsrkTo0I/AAAAAAAABXM/zVSi-mXxkZU/s400/mulher-triste.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me viu pelas noites sozinha&lt;br /&gt;Mas andei a sua procura em todas as faces&lt;br /&gt;Me viu entre beijos e bocas&lt;br /&gt;Fumaça e cigarro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho estado tão só tanto tempo&lt;br /&gt;De seus olhos nem uma gota por mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me vê sumir no infinito de desejos&lt;br /&gt;Ávido de mãos e toques&lt;br /&gt;E nenhuma palavra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha alma percebe seus gestos&lt;br /&gt;De ti não há esboço de nada&lt;br /&gt;Nenhum pedido&lt;br /&gt;Nenhuma menção  &lt;br /&gt;Nem mesmo adeus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeus a ti&lt;br /&gt;Adeus a ti de mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-2596118159050808051?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/2596118159050808051/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=2596118159050808051&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/2596118159050808051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/2596118159050808051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/05/ciclo-vicioso.html' title='CICLO VICIOSO'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xpx5aYauxsE/TcfvsrkTo0I/AAAAAAAABXM/zVSi-mXxkZU/s72-c/mulher-triste.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-1986562423821296509</id><published>2011-05-06T19:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T19:32:30.661-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Final'/><title type='text'>QUEBRANÇA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OGe0Z-fe5p4/TcR1ZRp4v5I/AAAAAAAABVw/re-0iWh5LA0/s1600/SEPARA%257E1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="287" width="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OGe0Z-fe5p4/TcR1ZRp4v5I/AAAAAAAABVw/re-0iWh5LA0/s400/SEPARA%257E1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de tanto tempo&lt;br /&gt;chegamos a dolorosa conclusão&lt;br /&gt;Que não fazemos parte&lt;br /&gt;Da mesma árvore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sou o caule&lt;br /&gt;Você não é raiz&lt;br /&gt;E podemos viver perfeitamente&lt;br /&gt;Um sem o outro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A chama se apagou&lt;br /&gt;E as cinzas se foram com o vento&lt;br /&gt;Foi como se não tivesse havido nada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o que fica disso tudo&lt;br /&gt;Que machuca, que maltrata&lt;br /&gt;É a sensação de vazio, de fracasso&lt;br /&gt;De tempo passado&lt;br /&gt;De tempo perdido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a gente faz uma cara de&lt;br /&gt;Não me importo com isso&lt;br /&gt;Chora e sofre escondido&lt;br /&gt;E nunca mais se vê.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-1986562423821296509?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/1986562423821296509/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=1986562423821296509&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/1986562423821296509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/1986562423821296509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/05/quebranca.html' title='QUEBRANÇA'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OGe0Z-fe5p4/TcR1ZRp4v5I/AAAAAAAABVw/re-0iWh5LA0/s72-c/SEPARA%257E1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total><georss:featurename>Rio de Janeiro - RJ, Brasil</georss:featurename><georss:point>-22.9035393 -43.20958689999998</georss:point><georss:box>-23.106540799999998 -43.59439939999998 -22.7005378 -42.824774399999974</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-9004828670471274969</id><published>2011-05-04T14:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T14:02:54.493-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor Platonico'/><title type='text'>CALA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lSGDUsEmKM4/TbMutUirTdI/AAAAAAAABSE/Bqkll3nhMTk/s1600/Saudades-de-Voce-Ma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 398px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lSGDUsEmKM4/TbMutUirTdI/AAAAAAAABSE/Bqkll3nhMTk/s400/Saudades-de-Voce-Ma.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598870117894802898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cala... não devo ouvir-te!&lt;br /&gt;Nem enfrentar os teus olhos...&lt;br /&gt;Nosso segredo seria revelado&lt;br /&gt;Não pode ser...&lt;br /&gt;Não é possível...&lt;br /&gt;Cala... pois nesse abismo&lt;br /&gt;Eu me vou junto a ti&lt;br /&gt;Pois temos morrido todas às vezes &lt;br /&gt;Que nos encontramos e não partilhamos&lt;br /&gt;Nossos proibidos desejos...&lt;br /&gt;Cala... em teus olhos eu vejo a ânsia&lt;br /&gt;Do beijo por nós dois tanto sonhado&lt;br /&gt;E nunca d’antes trocado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-9004828670471274969?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/9004828670471274969/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=9004828670471274969&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/9004828670471274969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/9004828670471274969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/05/cala.html' title='CALA'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lSGDUsEmKM4/TbMutUirTdI/AAAAAAAABSE/Bqkll3nhMTk/s72-c/Saudades-de-Voce-Ma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-1551559791073848886</id><published>2011-05-03T09:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T09:28:47.404-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><title type='text'>NOITE NEGRA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PJZk13VHhVE/Tb_zpxQ5S4I/AAAAAAAABVY/dGZ5uLC6jgA/s1600/coracao_na_mao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="294" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PJZk13VHhVE/Tb_zpxQ5S4I/AAAAAAAABVY/dGZ5uLC6jgA/s400/coracao_na_mao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O meu coração quis parar&lt;br /&gt;A pressão do meu sangue caiu&lt;br /&gt;Essa foi a forma que meu corpo reagiu&lt;br /&gt;Para livrar-se da dor &lt;br /&gt;De viver sem o seu amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu ainda existia em mim&lt;br /&gt;Era como uma rosa que&lt;br /&gt;Perdeu o seu jardim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E numa noite negra que não se pode sonhar&lt;br /&gt;Eu levava na mão meu coração a sepultar&lt;br /&gt;Pois o meu tormento não teria mais fim&lt;br /&gt;Se o seu amor não voltasse para mim&lt;br /&gt;A fartar-me o peito nessa saudade calma&lt;br /&gt;E eu te pudesse amar do fundo da minha alma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 03/05/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para ti Rui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-1551559791073848886?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/1551559791073848886/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=1551559791073848886&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/1551559791073848886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/1551559791073848886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/05/noite-negra.html' title='NOITE NEGRA'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PJZk13VHhVE/Tb_zpxQ5S4I/AAAAAAAABVY/dGZ5uLC6jgA/s72-c/coracao_na_mao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-4433903689513852851</id><published>2011-05-01T23:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T23:02:37.329-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>AGORA TENHO A LUA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eCkd8k1vL-E/Tb4OyNk8V_I/AAAAAAAABU4/b58kQLL7728/s1600/luar%255B2%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eCkd8k1vL-E/Tb4OyNk8V_I/AAAAAAAABU4/b58kQLL7728/s400/luar%255B2%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantas vezes eu quis fugir dos meus sonhos&lt;br /&gt;E ficar na estrada solitária do abandono&lt;br /&gt;Mas cuidastes de mim&lt;br /&gt;Me colocastes no jardim dentro do seu coração&lt;br /&gt;E onde em mim era inverno agora é verão&lt;br /&gt;Se eu era noite escura&lt;br /&gt;Agora tenho a lua&lt;br /&gt;A lembrar-me que sou toda sua&lt;br /&gt;E só contigo quero estar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 01/05/2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para ti Rui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-4433903689513852851?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/4433903689513852851/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=4433903689513852851&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/4433903689513852851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/4433903689513852851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/05/agora-tenho-lua.html' title='AGORA TENHO A LUA'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eCkd8k1vL-E/Tb4OyNk8V_I/AAAAAAAABU4/b58kQLL7728/s72-c/luar%255B2%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-6363467252381702440</id><published>2011-04-29T09:02:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T09:21:25.412-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>O AMOR TEM A COR DOS SEUS OLHOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-amHAZ_pWRyA/TbqsgtwhT2I/AAAAAAAABUo/CjEhPNhPr14/s1600/olhos%2Blindosssssssss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-amHAZ_pWRyA/TbqsgtwhT2I/AAAAAAAABUo/CjEhPNhPr14/s400/olhos%2Blindosssssssss.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600978764627529570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu que sonhava escrever um poema de amor&lt;br /&gt;Como eu posso falar de amor&lt;br /&gt;Sem pensar no fulgor dos seus verdes olhos&lt;br /&gt;Como duas nascentes do mais puro &lt;br /&gt;Sentimento de amor que refletes em mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim dás vida aos meus sonhos e trazes&lt;br /&gt;Esperança, alento e paz ao meu coração fugaz&lt;br /&gt;Que tanto temia a doçura desse sentimento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transformastes em verde como os teus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Todo o firmamento e em cada estrela&lt;br /&gt;Eu vejo o teu sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Como pequenas luzes que me alegram e&lt;br /&gt;Iluminam o caminho por aonde eu vou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu só quero mesmo o seu amor&lt;br /&gt;E não me importa nada mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 28/04/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para ti Rui &lt;br /&gt;que mudou as cores do meu coração!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-6363467252381702440?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/6363467252381702440/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=6363467252381702440&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6363467252381702440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6363467252381702440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/o-amor-tem-cor-dos-seus-olhos.html' title='O AMOR TEM A COR DOS SEUS OLHOS'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-amHAZ_pWRyA/TbqsgtwhT2I/AAAAAAAABUo/CjEhPNhPr14/s72-c/olhos%2Blindosssssssss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-1541180941575858123</id><published>2011-04-27T17:51:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T17:58:15.226-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><title type='text'>MAL DE AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-57Vj_DBM9D0/TbiDRAxFADI/AAAAAAAABUY/Km-G5nLE0QM/s1600/mulher_arma1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 393px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-57Vj_DBM9D0/TbiDRAxFADI/AAAAAAAABUY/Km-G5nLE0QM/s400/mulher_arma1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600370464922075186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mal de amor que não tem cura&lt;br /&gt;É tempo nublado&lt;br /&gt;Chaga aberta sangrando&lt;br /&gt;Solidão e fracasso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mal de amor que te carrega para o vale das tristezas&lt;br /&gt;No frio e nas trevas&lt;br /&gt;Onde só há solidão e dor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mal de amor é que enlouquece&lt;br /&gt;E anseias teu amado ou a morte&lt;br /&gt;E nada, nada mesmo importa&lt;br /&gt;Apenas isso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mal de amor é suicida&lt;br /&gt;Que oferece a própria vida para&lt;br /&gt;Cessar o tormento de não poder &lt;br /&gt;Ter consigo quem se ama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mal de amor é traição&lt;br /&gt;É sentimento desprezado&lt;br /&gt;Dedicação ultrajada&lt;br /&gt;Frustração cólera e&lt;br /&gt;Motivo para o assassinato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-1541180941575858123?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/1541180941575858123/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=1541180941575858123&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/1541180941575858123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/1541180941575858123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/mal-de-amor.html' title='MAL DE AMOR'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-57Vj_DBM9D0/TbiDRAxFADI/AAAAAAAABUY/Km-G5nLE0QM/s72-c/mulher_arma1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-5998513588700044097</id><published>2011-04-26T20:38:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T21:53:43.263-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>DENTRO DO CARRO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ySYF7AZSWU/TbdpBbKxMPI/AAAAAAAABUQ/Ij38WcCjoKo/s1600/S7302902%2B%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ySYF7AZSWU/TbdpBbKxMPI/AAAAAAAABUQ/Ij38WcCjoKo/s400/S7302902%2B%25281%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600060134852210930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dentro do carro o pensamento distancia&lt;br /&gt;Enfrento a chuva e a ventania&lt;br /&gt;Piso fundo só para te ver chegar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei se vou mesmo ter a ti&lt;br /&gt;Eu também deixo a vida me levar&lt;br /&gt;A intensidade do amor tem seu acelerador&lt;br /&gt;E a respeito do amor nada podemos controlar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conheço tanto desse olhar o brilho traídor&lt;br /&gt;Coisas que tento conter &lt;br /&gt;E que não pude suportar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não há o que temer&lt;br /&gt;Para que chorar, sofrer e se acabar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não somos nós que escolhemos a quem amar&lt;br /&gt;Nem a escolha é aleatória&lt;br /&gt;O amor é que escreve a história&lt;br /&gt;E diz quem vai ficar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-5998513588700044097?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/5998513588700044097/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=5998513588700044097&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/5998513588700044097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/5998513588700044097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/dentro-do-carro.html' title='DENTRO DO CARRO'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ySYF7AZSWU/TbdpBbKxMPI/AAAAAAAABUQ/Ij38WcCjoKo/s72-c/S7302902%2B%25281%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-2009154532976718748</id><published>2011-04-26T19:24:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T12:04:30.297-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desejo'/><title type='text'>DELÍRIO NEGADO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hVK-2h1p29c/TbmBw37YvGI/AAAAAAAABUg/BvrL_kEBIxc/s1600/1300048391danaides.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 360px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hVK-2h1p29c/TbmBw37YvGI/AAAAAAAABUg/BvrL_kEBIxc/s400/1300048391danaides.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600650288258661474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque me foi negado o delírio do amor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O desejo sobe pelos meus poros&lt;br /&gt;Meu sangue ferve nas veias&lt;br /&gt;Explode o coração no peito&lt;br /&gt;E a cabeça roda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque não me fazes tu desfalecer...?&lt;br /&gt;Me mostra carícias ousadas&lt;br /&gt;Sussurra coisas indecentes&lt;br /&gt;E me aperta contra ti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me faz ao menos uma vez&lt;br /&gt;Eu de tudo me esquecer&lt;br /&gt;Ser tua mulher&lt;br /&gt;Tua fêmea...tua gata&lt;br /&gt;Me bate...me maltrata&lt;br /&gt;Então me mostra o teu desejo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-2009154532976718748?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/2009154532976718748/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=2009154532976718748&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/2009154532976718748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/2009154532976718748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/delirio-negado.html' title='DELÍRIO NEGADO'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hVK-2h1p29c/TbmBw37YvGI/AAAAAAAABUg/BvrL_kEBIxc/s72-c/1300048391danaides.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-5807148489558114034</id><published>2011-04-25T20:16:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T20:28:54.794-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><title type='text'>ETERNIDADE INTEIRA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zTPIhZFuyyQ/TbYDf7Nf1QI/AAAAAAAABT8/TrcBg-oKvqo/s1600/tristeza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zTPIhZFuyyQ/TbYDf7Nf1QI/AAAAAAAABT8/TrcBg-oKvqo/s400/tristeza.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599667033686922498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diz de mim que eu não sou tua&lt;br /&gt;E que me amas e eu não estou aqui&lt;br /&gt;E que me beijas e minha alma nua&lt;br /&gt;Vagueia enquanto estás em mim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se o dizes é verdade&lt;br /&gt;Meu corpo inflama &lt;br /&gt;Mas é por outro amor&lt;br /&gt;Amor que transcende a cama&lt;br /&gt;Num anseio incontrolável e arrebatador!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se me deito e de desejo tremo&lt;br /&gt;E a paixão me consome por dentro&lt;br /&gt;Meu corpo ferve e por nenhum momento&lt;br /&gt;Sou mulher para o teu amor e alento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas quando visito a estrela solitária&lt;br /&gt;E meu amante desce á cavalo&lt;br /&gt;Seu corpo brilha ao luar de prata&lt;br /&gt;Nesse momento eu me entrego toda&lt;br /&gt;E de tristeza choro olhando a alcova&lt;br /&gt;Pois na eternidade não fiquei inteira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-5807148489558114034?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/5807148489558114034/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=5807148489558114034&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/5807148489558114034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/5807148489558114034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/eternidade-inteira.html' title='ETERNIDADE INTEIRA'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zTPIhZFuyyQ/TbYDf7Nf1QI/AAAAAAAABT8/TrcBg-oKvqo/s72-c/tristeza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-6683611835563446694</id><published>2011-04-25T17:43:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T18:03:16.724-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paixão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>COMO EU TE QUERIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PgV_Z-wVXQ4/TbXhDwEWHmI/AAAAAAAABTs/zUwdeucdfYI/s1600/sorte-no-amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 358px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PgV_Z-wVXQ4/TbXhDwEWHmI/AAAAAAAABTs/zUwdeucdfYI/s400/sorte-no-amor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599629166264065634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como eu te queria&lt;br /&gt;Nem eu mesma sei...&lt;br /&gt;Numa noite de orgia&lt;br /&gt;Audacioso e sádico&lt;br /&gt;Ou ao acaso numa esquina&lt;br /&gt;Sorriso de menino&lt;br /&gt;Meigo e mágico!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como eu te queria meu&lt;br /&gt;Que não fosse de repente&lt;br /&gt;Como eu te sinto tão ausente&lt;br /&gt;Como eu te desejo tão mais perto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como eu te queria... Como!&lt;br /&gt;Como eu não te vejo&lt;br /&gt;Como eu não te tenho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que não seja muito tarde&lt;br /&gt;Que não seja sonho&lt;br /&gt;Que seja de verdade&lt;br /&gt;Quero então morrer desse desejo&lt;br /&gt;De como te querer&lt;br /&gt;Sem ter só meu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rui pra ti por seres tão especial&lt;br /&gt;para mim!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-6683611835563446694?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/6683611835563446694/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=6683611835563446694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6683611835563446694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6683611835563446694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/como-eu-te-queria.html' title='COMO EU TE QUERIA'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PgV_Z-wVXQ4/TbXhDwEWHmI/AAAAAAAABTs/zUwdeucdfYI/s72-c/sorte-no-amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-6473572517411278070</id><published>2011-04-24T20:09:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T20:11:40.791-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desejo'/><title type='text'>CORPO ATRAVESSADO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ohknMGK-PQ/TbOdngEK5FI/AAAAAAAABS8/IXxpb07_4mc/s1600/1558286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ohknMGK-PQ/TbOdngEK5FI/AAAAAAAABS8/IXxpb07_4mc/s400/1558286.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598992063699543122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teu corpo nu atravessado na cama&lt;br /&gt;Tão etéreo a luz das velas&lt;br /&gt;Que a lua da janela&lt;br /&gt;Chegou mais perto para olhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formas masculinas tão perfeitas&lt;br /&gt;E tu dormindo não suspeitas&lt;br /&gt;Que estou a te velar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O seu peito tão viril&lt;br /&gt;Corpo de músculos exatos&lt;br /&gt;O escaravelho azul anil&lt;br /&gt;Na pele morena tatuado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O seu rosto adormecido&lt;br /&gt;Essa cena me fascina&lt;br /&gt;Estou como uma menina &lt;br /&gt;Querendo roubar um doce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;És tão lindo meu amante&lt;br /&gt;Estou aqui ofegante&lt;br /&gt;Decorando a sua geografia&lt;br /&gt;Antes que seja dia &lt;br /&gt;E tu já te levantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-6473572517411278070?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/6473572517411278070/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=6473572517411278070&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6473572517411278070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6473572517411278070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/corpo-atravesado.html' title='CORPO ATRAVESSADO'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ohknMGK-PQ/TbOdngEK5FI/AAAAAAAABS8/IXxpb07_4mc/s72-c/1558286.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-3300867761154794995</id><published>2011-04-23T11:28:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T16:32:40.656-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>TUA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TzOsmVjX8fY/TbLm9tNoaKI/AAAAAAAABQM/EK31i1LfQFE/s1600/casal%2Bsensual1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TzOsmVjX8fY/TbLm9tNoaKI/AAAAAAAABQM/EK31i1LfQFE/s400/casal%2Bsensual1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598791234558126242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me tão tua&lt;br /&gt;Que muitas coisas &lt;br /&gt;Não são necessárias dizer&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me parte de ti&lt;br /&gt;Mas como não posso ver-te&lt;br /&gt;Invento algo a falar&lt;br /&gt;E meu pensamento é só em ti&lt;br /&gt;Tudo de mim em ti se consome&lt;br /&gt;Não procuro razão no que sinto&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero esse amor infinito&lt;br /&gt;Que me perfura a alma&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero transpassar o teu corpo&lt;br /&gt;Ouvir o teu coração&lt;br /&gt;Eu te ofereço o meu&lt;br /&gt;Porque existe essa parte do amor &lt;br /&gt;Em que se é um&lt;br /&gt;É onde perdemos a metade cada um&lt;br /&gt;Na ânsia de nossas metades misturar&lt;br /&gt;Estamos nós no precipício do amor&lt;br /&gt;A nos atirar&lt;br /&gt;Quem ama sabe o que faz&lt;br /&gt;Quem não está amando&lt;br /&gt;Não entende&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu dedico para ti Rui&lt;br /&gt;Um beijo e saudades!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-3300867761154794995?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/3300867761154794995/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=3300867761154794995&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/3300867761154794995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/3300867761154794995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/tua.html' title='TUA'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TzOsmVjX8fY/TbLm9tNoaKI/AAAAAAAABQM/EK31i1LfQFE/s72-c/casal%2Bsensual1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-3753906999165091899</id><published>2011-04-22T18:01:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T11:02:46.621-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>ENTRE QUATRO PAREDES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMkiTlAelvA/TbHxinbWTwI/AAAAAAAABPc/AnOfa0U2h8Q/s1600/m%25C3%25A1scara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 383px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMkiTlAelvA/TbHxinbWTwI/AAAAAAAABPc/AnOfa0U2h8Q/s400/m%25C3%25A1scara.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598521388799774466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há vida entre quatro paredes&lt;br /&gt;Entre quatro paredes constrói-se &lt;br /&gt;Um mundo particular&lt;br /&gt;Um paraíso idealizado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre quatro paredes as fantasias são reais&lt;br /&gt;E os sonhos verdadeiros&lt;br /&gt;Entre quatro paredes encontramos a paz&lt;br /&gt;Somos heróis, bandidos, mocinhos e cruéis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cercados entre quatro paredes fugimos &lt;br /&gt;Das guerras, do mundo, das pessoas&lt;br /&gt;Entre quatro paredes limitamos o&lt;br /&gt;Espaço, a visão, a natureza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre quatro paredes construímos &lt;br /&gt;Nossa casa, nosso lar&lt;br /&gt;Recebemos os amigos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre quatro paredes resume-se a vida&lt;br /&gt;Fria, dura, concreta, chata&lt;br /&gt;Entre quatro paredes tiramos as máscaras!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-3753906999165091899?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/3753906999165091899/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=3753906999165091899&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/3753906999165091899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/3753906999165091899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/entre-quatro-paredes.html' title='ENTRE QUATRO PAREDES'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMkiTlAelvA/TbHxinbWTwI/AAAAAAAABPc/AnOfa0U2h8Q/s72-c/m%25C3%25A1scara.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-3126203654657215565</id><published>2011-04-22T13:05:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T13:27:03.870-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><title type='text'>AI MEU PÉ ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cKIuiPqHPy0/TbGsSJUU06I/AAAAAAAABO8/TJOXQLJaA9c/s1600/2509349-2-dark-heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cKIuiPqHPy0/TbGsSJUU06I/AAAAAAAABO8/TJOXQLJaA9c/s400/2509349-2-dark-heart.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598445239537030050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OBS: masocrítico (neologismo - no contexto lado masoquista com lado crítico, que alguns de nós temos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A um passo de você&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém na cabeça&lt;br /&gt;A realidade é um espaço agitado&lt;br /&gt;Posso soprá-la como fumaça ao vento ela se vai&lt;br /&gt;Mas esta no ar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu te interrogo a um passo de tomar um passo:&lt;br /&gt;“Meu amor por que quero partir?&lt;br /&gt;E por que procuro não pensar?&lt;br /&gt;Seria para não te ver sofrer&lt;br /&gt;Ou porque estou sofrendo?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juro-te não sei.&lt;br /&gt;Meus problemas parecem simples e talvez sejam&lt;br /&gt;Mas me afastam da vida&lt;br /&gt;Não é escolha&lt;br /&gt;No entanto meu lado masocrítico,&lt;br /&gt;Faz com que eu bata de cabeça para não esquecê-los&lt;br /&gt;Mas também me mostra com clareza que nada importa mais&lt;br /&gt;Se existe amor e amor eu sei o que é.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devo querer-te hoje&lt;br /&gt;Quero-te hoje&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã é outro dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-3126203654657215565?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/3126203654657215565/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=3126203654657215565&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/3126203654657215565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/3126203654657215565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/ai-meu-pe.html' title='AI MEU PÉ ...'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cKIuiPqHPy0/TbGsSJUU06I/AAAAAAAABO8/TJOXQLJaA9c/s72-c/2509349-2-dark-heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-7239057110302238039</id><published>2011-04-22T12:47:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T13:03:02.387-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minhas mulheres'/><title type='text'>DALILA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rxghv_usfTM/TbGmb2iLcCI/AAAAAAAABO0/vwYWH7wwrPk/s1600/mulheres-que-querem-engordar-70-128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rxghv_usfTM/TbGmb2iLcCI/AAAAAAAABO0/vwYWH7wwrPk/s400/mulheres-que-querem-engordar-70-128.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598438809223786530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais que um furacão&lt;br /&gt;Muito desinibida e a voz muito alta&lt;br /&gt;Duvidava que um pequeno vulto, pálido e meigo&lt;br /&gt;Pudesse provocar tamanho alvoroço.&lt;br /&gt;Dalila, minha prima!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Éramos completamente diferentes&lt;br /&gt;Dalila, nada de bíblico&lt;br /&gt;Dalila fruto do século xx&lt;br /&gt;Com mais três doses de cana,&lt;br /&gt;Lambuzaria com a lama da chuva que caía&lt;br /&gt;Naquele pequeno barzinho improvisado num jardim&lt;br /&gt;A cara de todos que se indignavam por ela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez eu achasse imprudente essa atitude&lt;br /&gt;Mas adoraria que ela o tivesse feito&lt;br /&gt;Seríamos duas contra todos&lt;br /&gt;Na maior parte do tempo estávamos contra todos&lt;br /&gt;E sem baralho&lt;br /&gt;Dalila dava as cartas e quem jogava era eu&lt;br /&gt;Sem baralho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E por muito tempo vou me lembrar da risada de Dalila&lt;br /&gt;Do cacife que tinha que ser emprestado&lt;br /&gt;E que deixei o jogo inacabado perto de um Street Flash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai CE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-7239057110302238039?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/7239057110302238039/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=7239057110302238039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/7239057110302238039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/7239057110302238039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/dalila.html' title='DALILA'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rxghv_usfTM/TbGmb2iLcCI/AAAAAAAABO0/vwYWH7wwrPk/s72-c/mulheres-que-querem-engordar-70-128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-3034084706826846860</id><published>2011-04-22T12:19:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T12:42:17.809-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minhas mulheres'/><title type='text'>CARMEM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VTAtysfH_Ao/TbGhut5HA4I/AAAAAAAABOs/e5FzVi56kTY/s1600/mulherflor2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VTAtysfH_Ao/TbGhut5HA4I/AAAAAAAABOs/e5FzVi56kTY/s400/mulherflor2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598433635763422082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O momento é mágico e as imitações deixam demais a desejar.&lt;br /&gt;Na sala eu o pensamento na criação&lt;br /&gt;E a presença da mesma respirando comigo&lt;br /&gt;Agora só a  forte lembrança &lt;br /&gt;Tudo se foi depois da loucura&lt;br /&gt;Somos impotentes a deter o tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na sala não me castrei&lt;br /&gt;Rolava a música e eu&lt;br /&gt;Analisava o quadro de sensações infinitas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhava pensando em escrever um conto&lt;br /&gt;E o que sentia não vinha ao papel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu irmão falando e eu &lt;br /&gt;Sabendo que aprendia a escutar&lt;br /&gt;Mas os olhos dela, os de Carmen&lt;br /&gt;Se tornavam inúmeros em pouco tempo&lt;br /&gt;Em curto espaço&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu só queria escrever um conto&lt;br /&gt;Sem conto, sem assunto&lt;br /&gt;Se eu pudesse ser um porta reações &lt;br /&gt;Só queria repetir&lt;br /&gt;Não.&lt;br /&gt;Viver o mesmo momento de novo&lt;br /&gt;Mas... o momento é mágico e as imitações deixam demais a desejar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-3034084706826846860?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/3034084706826846860/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=3034084706826846860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/3034084706826846860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/3034084706826846860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/carmem.html' title='CARMEM'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VTAtysfH_Ao/TbGhut5HA4I/AAAAAAAABOs/e5FzVi56kTY/s72-c/mulherflor2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-602401057062102417</id><published>2011-04-22T12:09:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T12:18:28.414-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minhas mulheres'/><title type='text'>CRIS CRIS CRIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hQnAY-xzjWU/TbGcPjfemgI/AAAAAAAABOk/0n9bwKdR8xA/s1600/Fotos-de-mulheres-lindas-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hQnAY-xzjWU/TbGcPjfemgI/AAAAAAAABOk/0n9bwKdR8xA/s400/Fotos-de-mulheres-lindas-3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598427602837477890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cris ,Cris ,Cris ,Cris ,cristal, Cristina.&lt;br /&gt;Cristina tão fria! Distante...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apanho meu casaco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melhor não podia ter sido&lt;br /&gt;E não quer nada de mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mulher gato!&lt;br /&gt;Quantos cabelos em rosto&lt;br /&gt;Que me tapam a visão!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tua chave foi amiga aquela noite&lt;br /&gt;Fechando a brecha frágil do meu caminho para o seu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiro o casaco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-602401057062102417?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/602401057062102417/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=602401057062102417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/602401057062102417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/602401057062102417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/cris-cris-cris.html' title='CRIS CRIS CRIS'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hQnAY-xzjWU/TbGcPjfemgI/AAAAAAAABOk/0n9bwKdR8xA/s72-c/Fotos-de-mulheres-lindas-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-5800796268217320707</id><published>2011-04-22T11:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T11:17:31.194-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='momentos'/><title type='text'>TELE VISÃO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qZDzX2IeeW0/TbGJKxzsUBI/AAAAAAAABOc/Z37OgU9Ei9w/s1600/mulheres-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 367px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qZDzX2IeeW0/TbGJKxzsUBI/AAAAAAAABOc/Z37OgU9Ei9w/s400/mulheres-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598406630060085266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assisto mulheres que caem &lt;br /&gt;Como presas aos olhos da Noite&lt;br /&gt;Talvez não houvesse tantas resistências&lt;br /&gt;Se tantas mãos não tentassem sufocar-me&lt;br /&gt;Todo gelo se fortalece com muitos apegos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E fico cada vez mais arredia&lt;br /&gt;Se escuto murmúrios e penso&lt;br /&gt;No amor com os homens&lt;br /&gt;Melhor sem eles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o silêncio rompe o verso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-5800796268217320707?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/5800796268217320707/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=5800796268217320707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/5800796268217320707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/5800796268217320707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/tele-visao_22.html' title='TELE VISÃO'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qZDzX2IeeW0/TbGJKxzsUBI/AAAAAAAABOc/Z37OgU9Ei9w/s72-c/mulheres-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-2935976062822499189</id><published>2011-04-22T11:15:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T11:22:08.579-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><title type='text'>MONTAGEM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pxKBS5zSRx0/TbDKRm3MoSI/AAAAAAAABOE/hY-CAV8qXuY/s1600/suicide-attacks-afghanistan_26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pxKBS5zSRx0/TbDKRm3MoSI/AAAAAAAABOE/hY-CAV8qXuY/s400/suicide-attacks-afghanistan_26.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598196740660175138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi teus pés subindo a ladeira&lt;br /&gt;E o suor e as lágrimas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi teu rosto descendo a ladeira&lt;br /&gt;Teu olhar insólito&lt;br /&gt;Tuas mãos calejadas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi tua alma no mato&lt;br /&gt;Tua boca no asfalto&lt;br /&gt;E teu corpo no chão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-2935976062822499189?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/2935976062822499189/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=2935976062822499189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/2935976062822499189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/2935976062822499189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/montagem_22.html' title='MONTAGEM'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pxKBS5zSRx0/TbDKRm3MoSI/AAAAAAAABOE/hY-CAV8qXuY/s72-c/suicide-attacks-afghanistan_26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-7571000208126399603</id><published>2011-04-21T12:37:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T12:56:26.488-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>ESPAÇO PARA AMAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DXF1x1ACbiI/TbBS2K8Fr-I/AAAAAAAABN0/ECrG3QQ_MHQ/s1600/34185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 359px; height: 398px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DXF1x1ACbiI/TbBS2K8Fr-I/AAAAAAAABN0/ECrG3QQ_MHQ/s400/34185.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598065427424325602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez eu seja breve e passageira&lt;br /&gt;Como o toque do vento no seu rosto&lt;br /&gt;Mas passei para abraçar-te e&lt;br /&gt;Para te sentir o gosto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei se seria única&lt;br /&gt;Ou apenas opção&lt;br /&gt;Mas o que de melhor eu tenho em mim&lt;br /&gt;Ofertei-te o coração!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda que escreva tudo isso&lt;br /&gt;Com os olhos marejados&lt;br /&gt;Ainda esboço um sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Ao pensar-te ao meu lado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já superei a fase de sonhar e suspirar&lt;br /&gt;Eu apenas quero agora um espaço para amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 21/04/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para ti Rui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-7571000208126399603?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/7571000208126399603/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=7571000208126399603&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/7571000208126399603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/7571000208126399603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/espaco-para-amar.html' title='ESPAÇO PARA AMAR'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DXF1x1ACbiI/TbBS2K8Fr-I/AAAAAAAABN0/ECrG3QQ_MHQ/s72-c/34185.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-6216132141023421123</id><published>2011-04-21T09:36:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T10:13:02.554-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>SAUDADES DE TI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jpnXUHICqos/TbAr87hgqqI/AAAAAAAABNM/pn_VveM5Yt4/s1600/saudades.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jpnXUHICqos/TbAr87hgqqI/AAAAAAAABNM/pn_VveM5Yt4/s400/saudades.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598022662591916706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que não me fale de saudades&lt;br /&gt;Quem não ama como eu&lt;br /&gt;Que na ausência de seu amor&lt;br /&gt;Sente haver faltando um pedaço seu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que não me fale de saudades&lt;br /&gt;Quem essa noite não chorou&lt;br /&gt;Desejando estar ao lado &lt;br /&gt;Abraçada a seu amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que não me fale de saudades&lt;br /&gt;Alguém que não tenha como eu&lt;br /&gt;Um amor longe a ser só seu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que não me fale de saudades &lt;br /&gt;Quem não respira e sente dor&lt;br /&gt;Pela imensa falta que faz o seu amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah quantas saudades de ti!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 21/04/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para ti Rui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-6216132141023421123?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/6216132141023421123/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=6216132141023421123&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6216132141023421123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6216132141023421123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/saudades-de-ti.html' title='SAUDADES DE TI'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jpnXUHICqos/TbAr87hgqqI/AAAAAAAABNM/pn_VveM5Yt4/s72-c/saudades.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-3086183696126655087</id><published>2011-04-19T20:11:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T19:39:15.755-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>ESTÁ AÍ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zPCitmYK5Tw/Ta683bBbSaI/AAAAAAAABMk/3JFlpS19w8M/s1600/espelho%2Bquebrado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 381px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zPCitmYK5Tw/Ta683bBbSaI/AAAAAAAABMk/3JFlpS19w8M/s400/espelho%2Bquebrado.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597619047200672162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah meu Deus eu não quero essa amargura no peito&lt;br /&gt;E ver tanta gente passando em minha volta &lt;br /&gt;E falando coisas sem sentido&lt;br /&gt;E não ligando importância&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que tantos lutam por apenas um pedaço de pão?&lt;br /&gt;Por que outros tantos lutam lamentavelmente entre si&lt;br /&gt;Por que eu sofro por isso?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quebrei tantos espelhos&lt;br /&gt;Com vergonha da carne que há em mim que faz de mim a fera que sou&lt;br /&gt;Com vergonha da alma que poderia mudar tudo isso&lt;br /&gt;Debochando do azar de estar aqui nesse mundo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E me virei do avesso&lt;br /&gt;Fugi de ti e do universo de nós dois&lt;br /&gt;Fugi dos amigos e fechei as portas por trás de mim&lt;br /&gt;Me afoguei em lágrimas na cama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a angustia está aí&lt;br /&gt;E a saudade está aí&lt;br /&gt;E o desespero está aí&lt;br /&gt;O melhor é jogar tudo para o alto e passear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-3086183696126655087?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/3086183696126655087/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=3086183696126655087&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/3086183696126655087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/3086183696126655087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/esta-ai.html' title='ESTÁ AÍ'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zPCitmYK5Tw/Ta683bBbSaI/AAAAAAAABMk/3JFlpS19w8M/s72-c/espelho%2Bquebrado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-4187645073171364786</id><published>2011-04-19T19:37:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T20:09:24.790-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>ZIGUE -ZAGUE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kkTmVs9RLY4/Ta4VrMWh3iI/AAAAAAAABL0/6RUaOTX0480/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kkTmVs9RLY4/Ta4VrMWh3iI/AAAAAAAABL0/6RUaOTX0480/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597435218662383138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E de andar sozinha&lt;br /&gt;Pergunto ao tempo &lt;br /&gt;Selo minha boca&lt;br /&gt;Me pego abandonada&lt;br /&gt;E não faço nada&lt;br /&gt;Absolutamente nada&lt;br /&gt;Que o esforço provoque&lt;br /&gt;Em meu sorriso algum reconhecimento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuo inerte na busca da paz&lt;br /&gt;Guiada pelas vibrações&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas lágrimas a rolar pela face&lt;br /&gt;Vem o arrependimento e a sensação &lt;br /&gt;de submeter-me ao fracasso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah se antes fosse aquela lua&lt;br /&gt;E pudera saborear suspiros&lt;br /&gt;E pudera transbordar de inspirações&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como é doce o cheiro da erva&lt;br /&gt;E macio o tato do corpo amado&lt;br /&gt;Como é triste a procura do ser que se ama&lt;br /&gt;São tantas revelações&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu já não tenho medo&lt;br /&gt;E isso me trás alívio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Descubro timidamente &lt;br /&gt;Que essas fraquezas me colocam viva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-4187645073171364786?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/4187645073171364786/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=4187645073171364786&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/4187645073171364786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/4187645073171364786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/zigue-zague.html' title='ZIGUE -ZAGUE'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kkTmVs9RLY4/Ta4VrMWh3iI/AAAAAAAABL0/6RUaOTX0480/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-3596784423486393165</id><published>2011-04-18T23:46:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T22:25:40.255-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>CORAÇÃO DE PAPEL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E9DbUVseyNg/TbDW6mKCgYI/AAAAAAAABOU/aMU8HfSmUPo/s1600/ladies-cuidem-bem-de-seus-coracoes-2082092-1498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E9DbUVseyNg/TbDW6mKCgYI/AAAAAAAABOU/aMU8HfSmUPo/s400/ladies-cuidem-bem-de-seus-coracoes-2082092-1498.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598210638984937858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero o lado bom&lt;br /&gt;Beijo de chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Todo o carinho que baste&lt;br /&gt;Para justificar estar aqui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tens que saber como partir&lt;br /&gt;Para eu não desistir&lt;br /&gt;E mandar tudo para trás&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sol ainda brilha para nós&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero tudo meu bem&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero tudo que tu tens&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca neguei nada a ti&lt;br /&gt;E o meu coração te dei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah me largas tola a falar&lt;br /&gt;Isso é para eu gostar&lt;br /&gt;Ou é para acabar de vez&lt;br /&gt;Esquecer tudo talvez&lt;br /&gt;E nunca mais em ti pensar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era assim que ias me amar&lt;br /&gt;E ias ser somente meu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não precisas ser cruel&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração é de papel&lt;br /&gt;Basta apenas tu rasgares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 18/04/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-3596784423486393165?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/3596784423486393165/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=3596784423486393165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/3596784423486393165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/3596784423486393165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/coracao-de-papel.html' title='CORAÇÃO DE PAPEL'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E9DbUVseyNg/TbDW6mKCgYI/AAAAAAAABOU/aMU8HfSmUPo/s72-c/ladies-cuidem-bem-de-seus-coracoes-2082092-1498.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-9098532252349924939</id><published>2011-04-18T21:49:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T22:17:40.229-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>QUEDA LIVRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-muXVGg9Ilag/TazihLQ5VfI/AAAAAAAABLM/WCCJf-fSJTo/s1600/quedalivre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-muXVGg9Ilag/TazihLQ5VfI/AAAAAAAABLM/WCCJf-fSJTo/s400/quedalivre.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597097496501900786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivi a ilusão de que sem a paixão me bastaria&lt;br /&gt;Que estaria melhor sozinha&lt;br /&gt;E seria bem melhor o meu viver&lt;br /&gt;Como estava não podia compreender&lt;br /&gt;Talvez travada não quisesse mais sofrer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu queria mesmo que fosse assim&lt;br /&gt;Que nunca o amor tivesse fim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já cansei de sofrer e&lt;br /&gt;Já cansei de testemunhar essa dor&lt;br /&gt;Mas não casei de procurar será?&lt;br /&gt;Eu agora começo a ter flores no meu jardim&lt;br /&gt;A primavera lembrou-se de mim&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho motivos para amar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acredito que posso compreender&lt;br /&gt;Parar de apostar no sofrer&lt;br /&gt;E para poder mesmo viver&lt;br /&gt;E despertar minha emoção&lt;br /&gt;Sentir o gosto da nova estação&lt;br /&gt;Basta atirar-me do lugar mais alto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 15/04/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para ti Rui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-9098532252349924939?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/9098532252349924939/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=9098532252349924939&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/9098532252349924939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/9098532252349924939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/queda-livre.html' title='QUEDA LIVRE'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-muXVGg9Ilag/TazihLQ5VfI/AAAAAAAABLM/WCCJf-fSJTo/s72-c/quedalivre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-4133864118735418230</id><published>2011-04-18T15:26:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T00:22:47.127-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>CONSTATAÇÃO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9VsS5v3AzbE/Taza82o2lLI/AAAAAAAABK8/0Lympd7X0I4/s1600/amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 382px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9VsS5v3AzbE/Taza82o2lLI/AAAAAAAABK8/0Lympd7X0I4/s400/amor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597089175908553906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca pude compreender a paixão&lt;br /&gt;Não se pode compreender&lt;br /&gt;O que só pode ser sentido&lt;br /&gt;Assim como não se coloca no papel uma emoção&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Também não se prepara o coração&lt;br /&gt;Para receber o amor&lt;br /&gt;Nunca estaremos preparados para ele&lt;br /&gt;Cada amor é único na sua complexidade&lt;br /&gt;Por isso temos o dever de vive-lo intensamente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor vai te levar ao céu e ao inferno&lt;br /&gt;Mas continuarás querendo amar sempre&lt;br /&gt;Nada machuca mais do que o amor&lt;br /&gt;Como também nada trás mais felicidade do que ele&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim se não racionalizamos os sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;Vivemos na plenitude de todos eles&lt;br /&gt;Como os loucos, os apaixonados e os poetas&lt;br /&gt;Estamos entregues a nossa própria sorte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 15/04/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-4133864118735418230?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/4133864118735418230/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=4133864118735418230&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/4133864118735418230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/4133864118735418230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/costatacao.html' title='CONSTATAÇÃO'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9VsS5v3AzbE/Taza82o2lLI/AAAAAAAABK8/0Lympd7X0I4/s72-c/amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-7844546609787473826</id><published>2011-04-18T14:48:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T15:09:24.771-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>ARMADILHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YYVMtbLIwkQ/Tax8pibKmPI/AAAAAAAABK0/h5X3rNk3CMY/s1600/1748334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 367px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YYVMtbLIwkQ/Tax8pibKmPI/AAAAAAAABK0/h5X3rNk3CMY/s400/1748334.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596985489971910898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor é uma armadilha&lt;br /&gt;Passei a vida a correr&lt;br /&gt;Por entre suas trilhas&lt;br /&gt;E fui pega por seu laço&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou de ponta cabeça&lt;br /&gt;Amarrada pelos pés&lt;br /&gt;Como me parece exato o mundo ao revés!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balanço-me absorta na corda bamba do amor&lt;br /&gt;Não faço planos de nada, mas continuo onde estou&lt;br /&gt;Viver na expectativa é o começo da dor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como já fui ferida as cicatrizes são sinais&lt;br /&gt;Não me adianto mais&lt;br /&gt;O tempo se encarrega de por tudo em seu lugar&lt;br /&gt;E o que tiver de ser será.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 18/04/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para ti Rui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-7844546609787473826?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/7844546609787473826/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=7844546609787473826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/7844546609787473826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/7844546609787473826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/armadilha.html' title='ARMADILHA'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YYVMtbLIwkQ/Tax8pibKmPI/AAAAAAAABK0/h5X3rNk3CMY/s72-c/1748334.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-6565802570454194814</id><published>2011-04-18T12:33:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T14:47:50.248-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><title type='text'>TEMIA QUE FOSSE ASSIM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tcdb-hTclGA/Taxbko9vKkI/AAAAAAAABKc/UKQ_L7KI-Js/s1600/mulher-rosas_bmp.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 385px; height: 385px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tcdb-hTclGA/Taxbko9vKkI/AAAAAAAABKc/UKQ_L7KI-Js/s400/mulher-rosas_bmp.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596949121944463938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temia que fosse assim&lt;br /&gt;Eu queria tanto a ti para mim&lt;br /&gt;Que não via nada mais&lt;br /&gt;Será que minha sinceridade foi demais&lt;br /&gt;Onde foi que eu me enganei&lt;br /&gt;Como foi que eu errei&lt;br /&gt;Como não pecebi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que sonhei demais&lt;br /&gt;Não queres nada de mim&lt;br /&gt;Nem o que já dei para ti&lt;br /&gt;Nem o que ainda te podia dar&lt;br /&gt;Triste é a ilusão de amar&lt;br /&gt;E muito pior a ilusão de ser amada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E agora eu não sei mais de nada&lt;br /&gt;Não tenho base para formar um parecer&lt;br /&gt;Nem mesmo consigo sofrer&lt;br /&gt;Pois dizias me querer&lt;br /&gt;Pois dizias que me amavas&lt;br /&gt;Racionalmene eu não podia crer&lt;br /&gt;Mas meu coração precisava acreditar&lt;br /&gt;Não tenho vontade de chorar&lt;br /&gt;Eu so quero é esquecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 15/04/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-6565802570454194814?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/6565802570454194814/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=6565802570454194814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6565802570454194814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6565802570454194814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/temia-que-fosse-assim.html' title='TEMIA QUE FOSSE ASSIM'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tcdb-hTclGA/Taxbko9vKkI/AAAAAAAABKc/UKQ_L7KI-Js/s72-c/mulher-rosas_bmp.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-8935184837042862587</id><published>2011-04-17T21:26:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T21:54:18.144-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paixão'/><title type='text'>AÍ MORA UM CORAÇÃO?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jNfvlZ4NM78/TauJF8DQKbI/AAAAAAAABKU/pTO_-YY2rYI/s1600/iceheart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jNfvlZ4NM78/TauJF8DQKbI/AAAAAAAABKU/pTO_-YY2rYI/s400/iceheart.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596717697050094002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que embaixo deste gelo mora um coração?&lt;br /&gt;Vem dançar comigo&lt;br /&gt;Sente meu coração junto ao seu peito&lt;br /&gt;E eu a dizer seu nome&lt;br /&gt;Tu és o homem &lt;br /&gt;De minha paixão&lt;br /&gt;De todo meu desejo&lt;br /&gt;Tenho sonhos de provar seus beijos&lt;br /&gt;E quero ser só sua&lt;br /&gt;A ti entrego minha alma nua&lt;br /&gt;Eu me entrego a ti&lt;br /&gt;Só não tentes me iludir&lt;br /&gt;Não precisas me ferir&lt;br /&gt;Deixa-me saber.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-8935184837042862587?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/8935184837042862587/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=8935184837042862587&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/8935184837042862587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/8935184837042862587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/ai-mora-um-coracao.html' title='AÍ MORA UM CORAÇÃO?'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jNfvlZ4NM78/TauJF8DQKbI/AAAAAAAABKU/pTO_-YY2rYI/s72-c/iceheart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-2109876698440992114</id><published>2011-04-14T14:21:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T14:44:42.344-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor e Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>ARRANCA-ME DE MIM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UVvrYjphCHQ/TacyhnxqucI/AAAAAAAABJ4/NAcj_6M-4bY/s1600/mulher1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UVvrYjphCHQ/TacyhnxqucI/AAAAAAAABJ4/NAcj_6M-4bY/s400/mulher1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595496615225506242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arranca-me de mim&lt;br /&gt;Despe-me&lt;br /&gt;Eu me desfaço &lt;br /&gt;Me parto em tantos pedaços&lt;br /&gt;Como o Cristal quando cai no chão&lt;br /&gt;A minha alma é de sabão&lt;br /&gt;E tudo que lá tinha deslizou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No meu jardim não há nenhuma flor&lt;br /&gt;O vendaval que lá passou&lt;br /&gt;Não deixou nada no lugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não conheço o medo para me desesperar&lt;br /&gt;O sentimento mais forte que tenho&lt;br /&gt;Esqueci-me de como lidar come ele&lt;br /&gt;Assim sem paixão nada posso construir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O mar revolto que guardo no meu peito&lt;br /&gt;Tem necessidade de seguir seu curso&lt;br /&gt;E não poderei conte-lo por muito mais tempo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que guardo em mim &lt;br /&gt;Já não pode mais esperar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 14/04/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para ti Rui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-2109876698440992114?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/2109876698440992114/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=2109876698440992114&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/2109876698440992114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/2109876698440992114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/arranca-me-de-mim.html' title='ARRANCA-ME DE MIM'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UVvrYjphCHQ/TacyhnxqucI/AAAAAAAABJ4/NAcj_6M-4bY/s72-c/mulher1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-829688131785102658</id><published>2011-04-14T13:13:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T14:20:59.479-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Final'/><title type='text'>NADA IMPORTA AGORA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_n3uEFnybUI/TacqtUuu4KI/AAAAAAAABJo/H07iOzQ6BX0/s1600/triste_mulher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_n3uEFnybUI/TacqtUuu4KI/AAAAAAAABJo/H07iOzQ6BX0/s400/triste_mulher.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595488020178329762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caí precipitadamente por aqui&lt;br /&gt;Na queda foi-me arrancado o coração do peito&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sei o que fazer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E assim é que se passam os anos&lt;br /&gt;E eu me vejo só&lt;br /&gt;E estar só faz parte do meu viver&lt;br /&gt;Eu não nasci para a ninguém pertencer&lt;br /&gt;Não tenho sentimentos de querer&lt;br /&gt;E nada sei de paixão&lt;br /&gt;Não sinto nada então&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho um eco dentro de mim&lt;br /&gt;E nada pode me deter&lt;br /&gt;Também nada importa agora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 13/04/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-829688131785102658?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/829688131785102658/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=829688131785102658&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/829688131785102658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/829688131785102658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/nada-importa-agora.html' title='NADA IMPORTA AGORA'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_n3uEFnybUI/TacqtUuu4KI/AAAAAAAABJo/H07iOzQ6BX0/s72-c/triste_mulher.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-2034873673872778828</id><published>2011-04-14T10:27:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T10:47:02.754-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expurgando'/><title type='text'>HOJE EU NÃO VOU REPRESENTAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wnHU5MeZUiw/Tab6hWrGaII/AAAAAAAABJI/UUNbApGyoCI/s1600/91f558169ac891ec3c7c660dd187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wnHU5MeZUiw/Tab6hWrGaII/AAAAAAAABJI/UUNbApGyoCI/s400/91f558169ac891ec3c7c660dd187.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595435037983402114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É uma inquietação uma angustia&lt;br /&gt;Tudo me custa&lt;br /&gt;Não encontro espaço em mim&lt;br /&gt;Tenho me tornado assim &lt;br /&gt;Uma metamorfose crescente&lt;br /&gt;Um vulcão vertendo larvas ferventes&lt;br /&gt;Estou em ebulição!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor não cabe mais dentro de mim&lt;br /&gt;Os sentimentos extravazam pelos meus poros&lt;br /&gt;O meu coração mudou seu ritmo&lt;br /&gt;Os meus olhos já não veêm as mesmas coisas&lt;br /&gt;da mesma forma que costumavam ver&lt;br /&gt;Eu tranformo-me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei mais quem sou&lt;br /&gt;Não sei para onde vou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sentimento de liberdade provoca-me e chama-me&lt;br /&gt;Mas estou presa aqui refém de mim&lt;br /&gt;Refém da mesmice&lt;br /&gt;Refém do teatro no palco da vida&lt;br /&gt;A rir das minhas feridas&lt;br /&gt;E ensaiar a minha encenação&lt;br /&gt;Mas hoje eu não vou representar&lt;br /&gt;Quem quiser rir&lt;br /&gt;Que vá buscar buscar dentro de si&lt;br /&gt;Sua própria ilusão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 13/04/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-2034873673872778828?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/2034873673872778828/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=2034873673872778828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/2034873673872778828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/2034873673872778828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/hoje-eu-nao-vou-representar.html' title='HOJE EU NÃO VOU REPRESENTAR'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wnHU5MeZUiw/Tab6hWrGaII/AAAAAAAABJI/UUNbApGyoCI/s72-c/91f558169ac891ec3c7c660dd187.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-5969618783745111507</id><published>2011-04-14T09:00:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T10:26:16.531-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor e Dor'/><title type='text'>FINJIR QUE PERDOOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_DzP2uFtfqk/Tab1aUjf8zI/AAAAAAAABIw/yMuoZJvIsQ8/s1600/escorrendo-areia-mao1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_DzP2uFtfqk/Tab1aUjf8zI/AAAAAAAABIw/yMuoZJvIsQ8/s400/escorrendo-areia-mao1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595429419597427506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não finjas que me perdoou&lt;br /&gt;Ainda me guardas muito rancor&lt;br /&gt;Eu era a tua bailarina&lt;br /&gt;E o teu sonho cobriu-se de dor&lt;br /&gt;O teu mundo acabou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois é o amor&lt;br /&gt;A nossa melodia nunca mais tocou&lt;br /&gt;Era tudo fantasia da emoção que nos unia&lt;br /&gt;E tudo que restou é o ódio que carregas&lt;br /&gt;Por teres me amado tanto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não se pode reter o amor&lt;br /&gt;É como a areia entre os dedos&lt;br /&gt;Este não cede a caprichos&lt;br /&gt;Logo se fui o teu vício&lt;br /&gt;Foi por isso que acabou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 14/04/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-5969618783745111507?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/5969618783745111507/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=5969618783745111507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/5969618783745111507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/5969618783745111507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/finjir-que-perdoou.html' title='FINJIR QUE PERDOOU'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_DzP2uFtfqk/Tab1aUjf8zI/AAAAAAAABIw/yMuoZJvIsQ8/s72-c/escorrendo-areia-mao1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-4127986493405997900</id><published>2011-04-13T09:57:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T11:27:38.511-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expurgando'/><title type='text'>ESPERAR NÃO É SABER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IyErKZnnOO0/TaWlQPGiKiI/AAAAAAAABII/nMQ9znUN1BE/s1600/mao-com-sangue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 381px; height: 356px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IyErKZnnOO0/TaWlQPGiKiI/AAAAAAAABII/nMQ9znUN1BE/s400/mao-com-sangue.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595059810428135970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim se passaram estes dias&lt;br /&gt;Em que eu não pisei no chão&lt;br /&gt;Era de água o meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Somente a espera pelos teus sinais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu precisava continuar&lt;br /&gt;Ainda que me sentisse como&lt;br /&gt;Quem tivesse carregando pedras&lt;br /&gt;Esperar não é saber &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E mesmo com a alma multilada&lt;br /&gt;De onde vou decepando &lt;br /&gt;Dúvidas e incertezas&lt;br /&gt;Ainda sinto a dor de onde as decepei&lt;br /&gt;Mas então é que eu vou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguém como eu&lt;br /&gt;Que ainda crê no amor&lt;br /&gt;Apanha e levanta vê onde machucou&lt;br /&gt;E sai nem que seja se arrastando&lt;br /&gt;Já se acostumou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah por que é preciso tanto?&lt;br /&gt;Muitos nem sentem dor&lt;br /&gt;Eu não guardo rancor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho a minha loucura&lt;br /&gt;O meu quarto&lt;br /&gt;E a noite escura&lt;br /&gt;Sonhos depravados sonhos encantados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho sangue nos lábios&lt;br /&gt;O meu passado é marcado&lt;br /&gt;E as marcas em mim falam&lt;br /&gt;E os meus sentimentos calam&lt;br /&gt;O que eu guardo em mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 13/04/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-4127986493405997900?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/4127986493405997900/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=4127986493405997900&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/4127986493405997900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/4127986493405997900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/esperar-nao-e-saber.html' title='ESPERAR NÃO É SABER'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IyErKZnnOO0/TaWlQPGiKiI/AAAAAAAABII/nMQ9znUN1BE/s72-c/mao-com-sangue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-6479451468019141112</id><published>2011-04-13T09:19:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T09:54:40.275-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coloridas'/><title type='text'>ESTRELA CADENTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zva004ytK_o/TaWcl1wx14I/AAAAAAAABH4/pa213tlZTuc/s1600/1236678702212_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zva004ytK_o/TaWcl1wx14I/AAAAAAAABH4/pa213tlZTuc/s400/1236678702212_f.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595050285978474370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diz-se do amor a primeira a vista&lt;br /&gt;Para quem vê ao cair da noite&lt;br /&gt;Um estrela cadente&lt;br /&gt;Deixou uma menina sonhadora&lt;br /&gt;A desejar ter seu amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Chama-me para ti&lt;br /&gt;Estrela cadente&lt;br /&gt;Eu vim de tão longe a buscar-te&lt;br /&gt;Procurei-te por toda parte&lt;br /&gt;Então na noite me perdi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esperarei eternamente&lt;br /&gt;Até que passes novamente&lt;br /&gt;Para contigo partir"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 13/04/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-6479451468019141112?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/6479451468019141112/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=6479451468019141112&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6479451468019141112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6479451468019141112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/estrela-cadente.html' title='ESTRELA CADENTE'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zva004ytK_o/TaWcl1wx14I/AAAAAAAABH4/pa213tlZTuc/s72-c/1236678702212_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-3717159309776869243</id><published>2011-04-13T08:42:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T09:17:46.255-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paixão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>EU SÓ QUERO O SEU AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZeQgB2oPoEw/TaWPwtwRHYI/AAAAAAAABHU/ygB7vSUKnKY/s1600/2008050419353797jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZeQgB2oPoEw/TaWPwtwRHYI/AAAAAAAABHU/ygB7vSUKnKY/s400/2008050419353797jpg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595036179156245890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero só o teu amor&lt;br /&gt;Será que podes enfrentar o meu olhar&lt;br /&gt;Podes sustentar tudo que me confessou&lt;br /&gt;No momento em que fazíamos amor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seja lá o que for&lt;br /&gt;No momento que arde a nossa paixão&lt;br /&gt;Não existe mais nada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É a busca do prazer&lt;br /&gt;Eu tirando tudo de ti&lt;br /&gt;E tu a tirares tudo de mim&lt;br /&gt;Num movimento sem fim dos nossos quadris&lt;br /&gt;Estou toda em ti&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho a ti todo em mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah amor se é assim que me vês?&lt;br /&gt;Nem mesmo importa o que vais dizer&lt;br /&gt;Mas sim o que estamos a sentir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zDgunZjQ1S8/TaWPxB4FYPI/AAAAAAAABHk/_uXVzyTwYH8/s1600/%25C3%25A79iui%252Cuk.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zDgunZjQ1S8/TaWPxB4FYPI/AAAAAAAABHk/_uXVzyTwYH8/s400/%25C3%25A79iui%252Cuk.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595036184557740274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 13/04/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para ti Rui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-3717159309776869243?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/3717159309776869243/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=3717159309776869243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/3717159309776869243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/3717159309776869243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/eu-so-quero-o-seu-amor.html' title='EU SÓ QUERO O SEU AMOR'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZeQgB2oPoEw/TaWPwtwRHYI/AAAAAAAABHU/ygB7vSUKnKY/s72-c/2008050419353797jpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-4054348371407137553</id><published>2011-04-11T14:47:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T14:58:00.803-03:00</updated><title type='text'>LAGRIMAS QUE CHOREI POR TI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eZOYAlnZkp8/TaNArUsJ0dI/AAAAAAAABHE/QarUiq1zMqo/s1600/rosa_luto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eZOYAlnZkp8/TaNArUsJ0dI/AAAAAAAABHE/QarUiq1zMqo/s400/rosa_luto.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594386275156742610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As lágrimas que chorei por ti&lt;br /&gt;De certa forma me libertaram&lt;br /&gt;Da ilusão em que se encontrava &lt;br /&gt;O meu incansável coração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As lágrimas que chorei por ti&lt;br /&gt;Lavaram-me os olhos e a alma&lt;br /&gt;Firmaram-me os pés no chão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As lágrimas que chorei por ti&lt;br /&gt;Mostraram a verdade  em mim&lt;br /&gt;E a duvida de ti&lt;br /&gt;Eu não creio mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas lágrimas que chorei eu desabafei&lt;br /&gt;A angustia que passei e o retorno à solidão&lt;br /&gt;Mas está mesmo assim só o meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Que não crê em nada mais!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noasalai RJ 11/04/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-4054348371407137553?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/4054348371407137553/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=4054348371407137553&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/4054348371407137553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/4054348371407137553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/lagrimas-que-chorei-por-ti.html' title='LAGRIMAS QUE CHOREI POR TI'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eZOYAlnZkp8/TaNArUsJ0dI/AAAAAAAABHE/QarUiq1zMqo/s72-c/rosa_luto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-802420460345145632</id><published>2011-04-10T15:19:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T15:40:36.980-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><title type='text'>SONHO QUE NÃO SONHEI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0YAwrX_EFGQ/TaH4nRWoNII/AAAAAAAABGs/bJExo5M-YNQ/s1600/jpaj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 313px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0YAwrX_EFGQ/TaH4nRWoNII/AAAAAAAABGs/bJExo5M-YNQ/s400/jpaj.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594025565727765634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei se terei todas as coisas&lt;br /&gt;Que um dia eu sonhei para mim&lt;br /&gt;Mas do que não sonhei e tive&lt;br /&gt;Guardo em mim&lt;br /&gt;A lembrança de ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O gosto do teu beijo&lt;br /&gt;O teu cheiro de flor&lt;br /&gt;O jeito que tu me olhavas&lt;br /&gt;Depois que fazíamos amor&lt;br /&gt;De tudo em mim um pouco de ti ficou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na distancia permaneceremos sempre juntos&lt;br /&gt;E na inexistência do tempo tudo se perpetua&lt;br /&gt;Logo eu serei sempre tua&lt;br /&gt;E tu serás sempre meu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse sonho que não sonhei e aconteceu&lt;br /&gt;Final nunca terá&lt;br /&gt;E eternamente eu vou te amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 08/04/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-802420460345145632?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/802420460345145632/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=802420460345145632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/802420460345145632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/802420460345145632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/sonho-que-nao-sonhei.html' title='SONHO QUE NÃO SONHEI'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0YAwrX_EFGQ/TaH4nRWoNII/AAAAAAAABGs/bJExo5M-YNQ/s72-c/jpaj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-2836522710787347953</id><published>2011-04-10T15:02:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T15:18:03.701-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>CORAÇÃO CHEIO DE FLORES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0HOPiu_3ziE/TaH0Cxng7DI/AAAAAAAABGU/Zs1KkQMxTtg/s1600/flores.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 397px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0HOPiu_3ziE/TaH0Cxng7DI/AAAAAAAABGU/Zs1KkQMxTtg/s400/flores.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594020540686855218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah me acenas com lindas palavras&lt;br /&gt;Pareces tão sério&lt;br /&gt;Tinha por ti o fascínio do mistério&lt;br /&gt;E um coração cheio de flores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estava a beira de oferecer-te&lt;br /&gt;Tantos, mais tantos amores&lt;br /&gt;O solo intocado do meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Ainda sofrido e machucado &lt;br /&gt;Estava eu prestes a te dar&lt;br /&gt;Ah por-que me fazes vacilar?&lt;br /&gt;A dúvida me tira a paz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clareia a minha solidão&lt;br /&gt;Ilumina para mim o caminho&lt;br /&gt;Do teu selvagem coração&lt;br /&gt;Acaba os medos meus&lt;br /&gt;E vem me resgatar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 08/04/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para ti Rui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-2836522710787347953?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/2836522710787347953/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=2836522710787347953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/2836522710787347953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/2836522710787347953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/coracao-cheio-de-flores.html' title='CORAÇÃO CHEIO DE FLORES'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0HOPiu_3ziE/TaH0Cxng7DI/AAAAAAAABGU/Zs1KkQMxTtg/s72-c/flores.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-9122120948637223069</id><published>2011-04-10T11:22:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T15:02:31.959-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>EU VIM POR TI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGASa7LPuZM/TaHBFDANlEI/AAAAAAAABGA/lYulG7w5ZTQ/s1600/mulher-sensual.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 352px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGASa7LPuZM/TaHBFDANlEI/AAAAAAAABGA/lYulG7w5ZTQ/s400/mulher-sensual.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593964504620569666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando a noite apertam as saudades&lt;br /&gt;Desse amor que influi em minha mente&lt;br /&gt;Curvo-me rendida a esse sentimento&lt;br /&gt;Sufoco-me de amor&lt;br /&gt;E os meus olhos brilham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acorda-te no céu&lt;br /&gt;Anjo que tanto chamo&lt;br /&gt;Eu vim por ti&lt;br /&gt;Sentir o vento do cair da tarde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas tuas asas sentir o seu calor que meu corpo aquece&lt;br /&gt;Esse raio de amor que tocou os meus lábios&lt;br /&gt;E que agora em todo meu peito se derrama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 08/04/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para ti Rui&lt;br /&gt;com o meu beijo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-9122120948637223069?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/9122120948637223069/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=9122120948637223069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/9122120948637223069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/9122120948637223069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/eu-vim-por-ti.html' title='EU VIM POR TI'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGASa7LPuZM/TaHBFDANlEI/AAAAAAAABGA/lYulG7w5ZTQ/s72-c/mulher-sensual.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-6692269532556691883</id><published>2011-04-08T23:16:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T23:27:44.562-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor e Dor'/><title type='text'>ADEUS POR CERTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PF88cm3XzXg/TZ_DtGs8KdI/AAAAAAAABFw/iyRbJ5VYAJA/s1600/emo-dolor-lleno-de-pasion-pain-love-dolor-amor-triste-de-todo%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PF88cm3XzXg/TZ_DtGs8KdI/AAAAAAAABFw/iyRbJ5VYAJA/s400/emo-dolor-lleno-de-pasion-pain-love-dolor-amor-triste-de-todo%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593404441878079954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se disseres que não me amas&lt;br /&gt;Tens que dizer mais de uma vez&lt;br /&gt;Vais ter que dizer coisas horríveis&lt;br /&gt;Para afastar-me de uma vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não esqueças de evitar os teus olhos &lt;br /&gt;A cruzarem os olhos meus&lt;br /&gt;Nesse momento saberei&lt;br /&gt;Que o que dizes não valeu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu desencantei-te dos teus sonhos&lt;br /&gt;Mas também quebrastes os meus&lt;br /&gt;Não há nada pior do que amando  &lt;br /&gt;Ter de se dizer adeus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 05/04/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-6692269532556691883?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/6692269532556691883/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=6692269532556691883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6692269532556691883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6692269532556691883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/adeus-por-certo.html' title='ADEUS POR CERTO'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PF88cm3XzXg/TZ_DtGs8KdI/AAAAAAAABFw/iyRbJ5VYAJA/s72-c/emo-dolor-lleno-de-pasion-pain-love-dolor-amor-triste-de-todo%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-2883037543960167109</id><published>2011-04-08T15:50:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T21:31:34.181-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><title type='text'>NÃO DECIFRAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QtnrQSsQc2w/TZ-lpFbZeFI/AAAAAAAABFg/mxjn5BGaOks/s1600/alucinado-amor-3110643-2828.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QtnrQSsQc2w/TZ-lpFbZeFI/AAAAAAAABFg/mxjn5BGaOks/s400/alucinado-amor-3110643-2828.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593371387467757650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faltava algo em mim&lt;br /&gt;A sensação de que me faltava algo&lt;br /&gt;Tornava-me triste&lt;br /&gt;E cansada da procura extenuante&lt;br /&gt;Resolvi desistir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havia em mim inconformidade&lt;br /&gt;E uma nostálgica saudade&lt;br /&gt;O amor não tem tempo nem lugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu montava um quebra cabeças&lt;br /&gt;Com todos os sentimentos que &lt;br /&gt;Trago em mim fragmentados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não quero ser decifrada&lt;br /&gt;Quero ser expectadora do amor&lt;br /&gt;Penso que não nasci para&lt;br /&gt;Viver esse sentimento &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os meus olhos marejados &lt;br /&gt;Acompanham o amor a distancia&lt;br /&gt;Sumir-se no horizonte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu me pergunto&lt;br /&gt;- Por que mandei o amor embora&lt;br /&gt;É porque não amo a vida&lt;br /&gt;Ou é porque quero a morte agora?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 07/04/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-2883037543960167109?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/2883037543960167109/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=2883037543960167109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/2883037543960167109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/2883037543960167109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/nao-decifras.html' title='NÃO DECIFRAS'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QtnrQSsQc2w/TZ-lpFbZeFI/AAAAAAAABFg/mxjn5BGaOks/s72-c/alucinado-amor-3110643-2828.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-2242404873644622262</id><published>2011-04-08T09:16:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T09:58:10.675-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expurgando'/><title type='text'>LADO MACHUCADO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WiAfwKHQmnU/TZ8EtMv423I/AAAAAAAABEw/x93KZHmNayo/s1600/darkgirl0ka.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WiAfwKHQmnU/TZ8EtMv423I/AAAAAAAABEw/x93KZHmNayo/s400/darkgirl0ka.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593194436780153714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me uma intrusa pela sua casa&lt;br /&gt;Um pássaro sem asas&lt;br /&gt;Num labirinto sem chegada&lt;br /&gt;Cercada como numa ilha&lt;br /&gt;O tempo passa e maior fica a armadilha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sinto chão nem teto&lt;br /&gt;Sou como um objeto que perdeu a gravidade&lt;br /&gt;Que perdeu também à vontade&lt;br /&gt;A paixão e a auto-estima&lt;br /&gt;Sucumbi ao lado carente descrente e machucado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesse meu talvez &lt;br /&gt;Já acordei de vez&lt;br /&gt;Não quero entregar-me mais uma vez &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não tenho sonhos complicados&lt;br /&gt;Não vivo de passado&lt;br /&gt;Não me escondo no futuro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O presente pode ser duro&lt;br /&gt;Mas é agora que estou viva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 07/04/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-2242404873644622262?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/2242404873644622262/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=2242404873644622262&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/2242404873644622262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/2242404873644622262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/lado-machucado.html' title='LADO MACHUCADO'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WiAfwKHQmnU/TZ8EtMv423I/AAAAAAAABEw/x93KZHmNayo/s72-c/darkgirl0ka.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-7382175969187373531</id><published>2011-04-07T09:56:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T21:15:07.822-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><title type='text'>ELEGIA CONDICIONAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vcS_iovxBbg/TZ230dNBsYI/AAAAAAAABEA/qaiPuuJWwE8/s1600/43513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vcS_iovxBbg/TZ230dNBsYI/AAAAAAAABEA/qaiPuuJWwE8/s400/43513.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592828424084369794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voei o mais alto que eu pude&lt;br /&gt;Avistei o infinito&lt;br /&gt;Mas não queria dizer adeus&lt;br /&gt;Queria apenas saber o paradeiro&lt;br /&gt;Do que eu tinha dentro de mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parece que fazia muito, muito tempo&lt;br /&gt;Que eu me buscava em vão&lt;br /&gt;Deixei o meu espírito vagar&lt;br /&gt;Pelo céu&lt;br /&gt;Pelos vales e montanhas&lt;br /&gt;Pelo mar até o espaço&lt;br /&gt;Mas não me acho&lt;br /&gt;Não me encontrei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O tormento de estar perdida dentro de mim&lt;br /&gt;Esta deixando o meu corpo e a minha alma vazia&lt;br /&gt;Assim torno-me jazigo de mim mesma&lt;br /&gt;Num cemitério de agonia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De que me valiam os espelhos&lt;br /&gt;Se eu mesma não me via&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixo aqui uma homenagem ao&lt;br /&gt;Que em mim outrora vivo&lt;br /&gt;Agora jazia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dentro de mim o que teria&lt;br /&gt;Era falta de amor&lt;br /&gt;E foi por isso que morria?&lt;br /&gt;Deixo também uma flor&lt;br /&gt;Na esperança de um dia&lt;br /&gt;Resgatar o dom do amor&lt;br /&gt;Pois era o que dentro de mim havia."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 06/04/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-7382175969187373531?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/7382175969187373531/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=7382175969187373531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/7382175969187373531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/7382175969187373531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/elegia-condicional.html' title='ELEGIA CONDICIONAL'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vcS_iovxBbg/TZ230dNBsYI/AAAAAAAABEA/qaiPuuJWwE8/s72-c/43513.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-2921065288694348674</id><published>2011-04-07T09:40:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T09:55:19.612-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expurgando'/><title type='text'>TIRO DE META</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EyqSqeZGxA4/TZ20G8BwUsI/AAAAAAAABDY/UuCUup4k_EY/s1600/crufabio_wa_0609200931588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EyqSqeZGxA4/TZ20G8BwUsI/AAAAAAAABDY/UuCUup4k_EY/s400/crufabio_wa_0609200931588.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592824343549727426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É tempo de guardar-me&lt;br /&gt;Estar na retaguarda a observar&lt;br /&gt;As primeiras filas são para aqueles&lt;br /&gt;Que querem ser vistos de perto&lt;br /&gt;A exposição é uma faca de dois gumes&lt;br /&gt;E não entrego o jogo no primeiro tempo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabeçada na trave é de praxe&lt;br /&gt;Mas com jogo de cintura pode&lt;br /&gt;Dar-se efeito à bola&lt;br /&gt;A vontade é tenaz feito cola&lt;br /&gt;Querendo chega-se lá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A virada acontece na hora mais inesperada&lt;br /&gt;Quando não se está a contar com nada&lt;br /&gt;É que tudo começa a mudar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ter estado na reserva&lt;br /&gt;Faz toda a diferença&lt;br /&gt;Ter poupado forças&lt;br /&gt;Ter tido paciência&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logo se volta ao jogo&lt;br /&gt;Com as chances em dobro&lt;br /&gt;Basta um tiro de meta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 06/04/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-2921065288694348674?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/2921065288694348674/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=2921065288694348674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/2921065288694348674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/2921065288694348674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/tiro-de-meta.html' title='TIRO DE META'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EyqSqeZGxA4/TZ20G8BwUsI/AAAAAAAABDY/UuCUup4k_EY/s72-c/crufabio_wa_0609200931588.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-1571781789783415540</id><published>2011-04-05T15:39:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T16:00:11.161-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>ANJO DO MEU CORAÇÃO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aWwLTl-9Pc8/TZtlmXKtYmI/AAAAAAAABCw/TRDls156NhU/s1600/love000cpiaty7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 353px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aWwLTl-9Pc8/TZtlmXKtYmI/AAAAAAAABCw/TRDls156NhU/s400/love000cpiaty7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592175072038969954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentindo frio em minha alma&lt;br /&gt;Eu decidi arriscar&lt;br /&gt;Havia tanta sinceridade em ti&lt;br /&gt;Tanto atalho para te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retiravas os obstáculos do caminho&lt;br /&gt;Com cuidado para eu não me machucar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tua beleza perfeita como uma pintura&lt;br /&gt;Os teus olhos cambiantes falam-me &lt;br /&gt;Que tens a alma pura&lt;br /&gt;E assim como são os olhos&lt;br /&gt;A janela da alma  é só contigo&lt;br /&gt;Que encontro agora paz e calma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estás além de uma paixão&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te imensamente&lt;br /&gt;Anjo do meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai 05/04/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para o meu amor Rui Miguel Tavares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-1571781789783415540?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/1571781789783415540/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=1571781789783415540&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/1571781789783415540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/1571781789783415540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/anjo-do-meu-coracao.html' title='ANJO DO MEU CORAÇÃO'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aWwLTl-9Pc8/TZtlmXKtYmI/AAAAAAAABCw/TRDls156NhU/s72-c/love000cpiaty7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-3522407246891581605</id><published>2011-04-04T20:51:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T08:36:57.778-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>LONGE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D5MC5usMDYg/TZr-WQDdVqI/AAAAAAAABCY/kMy6IIJYzzc/s1600/platonico.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D5MC5usMDYg/TZr-WQDdVqI/AAAAAAAABCY/kMy6IIJYzzc/s400/platonico.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592061545553942178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era asim tão só&lt;br /&gt;Minha alma desfeita em pó&lt;br /&gt;Meus sonhos carregados de ilusão&lt;br /&gt;Cacos de mim pelo chão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que eu mais amo &lt;br /&gt;Está longe de mim&lt;br /&gt;A distancia parece que nunca terá fim&lt;br /&gt;E eu morro a cada dia um pouco mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou somente a sombra do que fui um dia&lt;br /&gt;Tenho o peito cheio de nostalgia&lt;br /&gt;Lamento sofrer a solidão&lt;br /&gt;Pela distancia de um coração &lt;br /&gt;Que um dia poderá se cansar de esperar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o meu coração já cansado de sofrer&lt;br /&gt;Não quer mais viver longe do seu amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai 04/04/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para ti sempre Rui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-3522407246891581605?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/3522407246891581605/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=3522407246891581605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/3522407246891581605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/3522407246891581605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/longe.html' title='LONGE'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D5MC5usMDYg/TZr-WQDdVqI/AAAAAAAABCY/kMy6IIJYzzc/s72-c/platonico.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-2949122415061836210</id><published>2011-04-04T15:32:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T15:47:14.674-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Final'/><title type='text'>RÉU CONFESSO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C5k4jF5VuSI/TZoSGbaNt3I/AAAAAAAABCQ/9JCvv9mh7FA/s1600/amor-7577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C5k4jF5VuSI/TZoSGbaNt3I/AAAAAAAABCQ/9JCvv9mh7FA/s400/amor-7577.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591801788980115314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;És réu confesso&lt;br /&gt;É meu teu grande amor&lt;br /&gt;É também meu teu ódio eterno&lt;br /&gt;Eu agora não te quero&lt;br /&gt;Acabou-se a fantasia&lt;br /&gt;Tu não cabes mais nos meus sonhos&lt;br /&gt;Nem na realidade dos meus dias&lt;br /&gt;Um dia tu fostes tudo que eu queria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o amor é forte,orgulhoso e solitário&lt;br /&gt;Te coloca no andor &lt;br /&gt;E te leva ao calvário&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vive nele cada dia de uma vez&lt;br /&gt;O amor não tem depois&lt;br /&gt;É apenas uma chama&lt;br /&gt;Não te nega a quem te ama&lt;br /&gt;Que o amor não tem conserto&lt;br /&gt;Uma vez quebrado mata também&lt;br /&gt;O coração dentro do peito&lt;br /&gt;Tens que esperar que novo amor&lt;br /&gt;Te apanhe de jeito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 04/04/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-2949122415061836210?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/2949122415061836210/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=2949122415061836210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/2949122415061836210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/2949122415061836210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/reu-confesso.html' title='RÉU CONFESSO'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C5k4jF5VuSI/TZoSGbaNt3I/AAAAAAAABCQ/9JCvv9mh7FA/s72-c/amor-7577.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-1504860901968128292</id><published>2011-04-03T18:55:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T19:52:18.518-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>PELO MENOS EU TENTEI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3mFEGoihw5A/TZj5o61DVTI/AAAAAAAABCI/bklVX_hqhHs/s1600/Gato%2BOlhando%2Bimage010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 368px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3mFEGoihw5A/TZj5o61DVTI/AAAAAAAABCI/bklVX_hqhHs/s400/Gato%2BOlhando%2Bimage010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591493418762327346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Não falas nada&lt;br /&gt;Deixa a coisa acontecer&lt;br /&gt;Eu não tenho nada&lt;br /&gt;Que me impeça de te ter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu procuro encontrar mais sentido&lt;br /&gt;Em tudo que faço para estar contigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu te sinto perto e te guardo no meu coração&lt;br /&gt;As vezes estou calada&lt;br /&gt;Até penso em dizer não&lt;br /&gt;Meu orgulho está muito ferido&lt;br /&gt;Mas quando vejo teu jeito é irresistível&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei se estou certa&lt;br /&gt;Mas estou nessa podes crer&lt;br /&gt;E dentro de mim&lt;br /&gt;Entre nós dois é para valer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu sofrer de novo&lt;br /&gt;Pelo menos eu tentei&lt;br /&gt;Não fechei as portas&lt;br /&gt;E por ti me apaixonei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu dei a chance a nos dois&lt;br /&gt;O destino se encarrega&lt;br /&gt;De ajeitar tudo depois.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 03/04/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruizinho beijos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-1504860901968128292?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/1504860901968128292/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=1504860901968128292&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/1504860901968128292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/1504860901968128292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/pelo-menos-eu-tentei.html' title='PELO MENOS EU TENTEI'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3mFEGoihw5A/TZj5o61DVTI/AAAAAAAABCI/bklVX_hqhHs/s72-c/Gato%2BOlhando%2Bimage010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-8134250949744545694</id><published>2011-04-03T14:15:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T14:41:24.333-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expurgando'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;TEREMOS ESSE TEMPO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Eu me desnudo ante a mim mesma&lt;br /&gt;Poderia eu olhar-me inteira&lt;br /&gt;E não entendiar-me com o que&lt;br /&gt;Ando a fazer da vida?&lt;br /&gt;Quem se importa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me Importaria eu&lt;br /&gt;Com o que vai dentro dos outros?&lt;br /&gt;Nunca sabemos quantas manhãs temos para acordar&lt;br /&gt;E também não sabemos quando vamos olhar para dentro de nós&lt;br /&gt;Com sinceridade a ponto de realmente querer mudar algo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teremos esse tempo?&lt;br /&gt;O que fazer com o tempo&lt;br /&gt;Se o tempo não existe&lt;br /&gt;Se não existe&lt;br /&gt;Também não sobra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos importamos mais com o que os outros pensam de nós&lt;br /&gt;Do que com o que realmente pensamos e somos&lt;br /&gt;Por isso muitos de nós não podem olhar para dentro&lt;br /&gt;Não olham para dentro porque não construíram a si mesmos&lt;br /&gt;São espectros das conveniencias&lt;br /&gt;São vazios pois&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quando estiverem sós vão descobrir como dói&lt;br /&gt;Mas quem se importa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 03/04/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IoGLEELbWSk/TZiv6QSytZI/AAAAAAAABBo/gWn7Uflaf9I/s1600/paixao010%2Bcopy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IoGLEELbWSk/TZiv6QSytZI/AAAAAAAABBo/gWn7Uflaf9I/s400/paixao010%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591412352721532306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-8134250949744545694?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/8134250949744545694/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=8134250949744545694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/8134250949744545694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/8134250949744545694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/teremos-esse-tempo-eu-me-desnudo-ante.html' title=''/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IoGLEELbWSk/TZiv6QSytZI/AAAAAAAABBo/gWn7Uflaf9I/s72-c/paixao010%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-4087976759806238007</id><published>2011-04-02T17:50:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T18:07:54.295-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Final'/><title type='text'>TEMPESTADE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nQnPsCfyR74/TZeQEPfovVI/AAAAAAAABBY/Iq1fyoN6nVs/s1600/raios-mentiras-verdades-834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nQnPsCfyR74/TZeQEPfovVI/AAAAAAAABBY/Iq1fyoN6nVs/s400/raios-mentiras-verdades-834.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591095864956861778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;O céu enegrecido anuncia tempestade&lt;br /&gt;Eu amo a tempestade!&lt;br /&gt;Meu espírito se agita&lt;br /&gt;O meu ego devora-me&lt;br /&gt;Corro atrás dos raios&lt;br /&gt;Como égua desembestada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu corpo estremece á voz dos trovões&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero galopar aos abismos&lt;br /&gt;E atira-me à escuridão&lt;br /&gt;E vou erguer-me nas trevas&lt;br /&gt;Vertendo raios com voz de trovão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu me transformo em tempestade&lt;br /&gt;Ao viver toda emoção com tamanha intensidade&lt;br /&gt;Viro destroços da ilusão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ao raiar do dia tens meu corpo&lt;br /&gt;Num rochedo sem vida&lt;br /&gt;Banhado de espuma&lt;br /&gt;Estarei liberta então.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 02/04/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-4087976759806238007?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/4087976759806238007/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=4087976759806238007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/4087976759806238007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/4087976759806238007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/tempestade.html' title='TEMPESTADE'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nQnPsCfyR74/TZeQEPfovVI/AAAAAAAABBY/Iq1fyoN6nVs/s72-c/raios-mentiras-verdades-834.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-2773898901693573142</id><published>2011-04-02T08:20:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T22:39:29.599-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor e Dor'/><title type='text'>NA ÚLTIMA AURORA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J4RoTjAbct4/TZdn1qjrpLI/AAAAAAAABBQ/FTIoB84pOgM/s1600/aurora_boreal_nasa_2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J4RoTjAbct4/TZdn1qjrpLI/AAAAAAAABBQ/FTIoB84pOgM/s400/aurora_boreal_nasa_2005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591051634058437810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Solidão e a noite não termina&lt;br /&gt;Nem imaginas o que o teu adeus&lt;br /&gt;Fez com as minhas saudades&lt;br /&gt;Uma tristeza vai se revelando&lt;br /&gt;Desenganada a dor já me devora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com o coração e os olhos mortos&lt;br /&gt;Meu corpo exausto até do descanso esquece&lt;br /&gt;Nessa agonia é mortal o meu desgosto&lt;br /&gt;É onde a mágoa me tem posto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que viva eu pois na obscuridade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dor tão forte essa que se sente&lt;br /&gt;Morro de amor e o amor quer me acabar&lt;br /&gt;Sangro toda dentro do meu peito&lt;br /&gt;A penar e morrer de amorosas dores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na última aurora sem conforto nem esperança&lt;br /&gt;Devora oh Terra toda essa lembrança&lt;br /&gt;De toda dor que me esta a dilacerar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 02/04/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-2773898901693573142?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/2773898901693573142/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=2773898901693573142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/2773898901693573142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/2773898901693573142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/na-ultima-aurora.html' title='NA ÚLTIMA AURORA'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J4RoTjAbct4/TZdn1qjrpLI/AAAAAAAABBQ/FTIoB84pOgM/s72-c/aurora_boreal_nasa_2005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-1816913293828401029</id><published>2011-04-02T07:21:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T18:07:18.420-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>AMA-LO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x84VuQPiYVg/TZcDqyJxiQI/AAAAAAAABAw/em2q_lZUrSY/s1600/29618.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 349px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x84VuQPiYVg/TZcDqyJxiQI/AAAAAAAABAw/em2q_lZUrSY/s400/29618.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590941495955917058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;É ainda inverno em mim&lt;br /&gt;E a minha alma permanece sepultada&lt;br /&gt;Tenho febre e meu cérebro ferve e transborda&lt;br /&gt;Ansiando o toque do meu amado&lt;br /&gt;Que esta longe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me como uma flor murcha que fenece&lt;br /&gt;A ilusão do seu beijo não me conforta mais&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero a paixão e o fulgor dos seus olhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero ama-lo&lt;br /&gt;Desde as estrelas da noite&lt;br /&gt;Até a brisa da suave manhã&lt;br /&gt;Quero te-lo em meus braços&lt;br /&gt;E beija-lo com ternura&lt;br /&gt;Respirar o amor do céu&lt;br /&gt;Na sua alma toda pura&lt;br /&gt;Depois adormecer tranquila em seu peito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 01/04/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Essa é para ti também Rui beijos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-1816913293828401029?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/1816913293828401029/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=1816913293828401029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/1816913293828401029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/1816913293828401029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/ama-lo.html' title='AMA-LO'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x84VuQPiYVg/TZcDqyJxiQI/AAAAAAAABAw/em2q_lZUrSY/s72-c/29618.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-7135896864300950044</id><published>2011-04-02T07:05:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T07:19:27.886-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expurgando'/><title type='text'>NADA É IRREPARAVEL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z9nsf83j3IQ/TZb4FU-ZSfI/AAAAAAAABAo/zMtBLItGuqs/s1600/116362_Papel-de-Parede-Coracao-de-Pedra_1600x1200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z9nsf83j3IQ/TZb4FU-ZSfI/AAAAAAAABAo/zMtBLItGuqs/s400/116362_Papel-de-Parede-Coracao-de-Pedra_1600x1200.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590928757840497138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Queres saber de mim&lt;br /&gt;Imagino porque&lt;br /&gt;Ironia para quem &lt;br /&gt;Diz querer esquecer&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou bem para quem&lt;br /&gt;Me quer bem&lt;br /&gt;Mas vou pior bem para ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tive que por muito na lavanderia&lt;br /&gt;Com o coração na mão&lt;br /&gt;Continuar a vida no ritmo de cada dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas nada é irreparável&lt;br /&gt;Um dia estarei inteira&lt;br /&gt;No outro posso estar aos cacos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É bem assim que se emperdeniza o coração&lt;br /&gt;É assim que se acaba uma ilusão&lt;br /&gt;Foi assim que consegui te esquecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 02/04/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-7135896864300950044?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/7135896864300950044/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=7135896864300950044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/7135896864300950044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/7135896864300950044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/nada-e-irreparavel.html' title='NADA É IRREPARAVEL'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z9nsf83j3IQ/TZb4FU-ZSfI/AAAAAAAABAo/zMtBLItGuqs/s72-c/116362_Papel-de-Parede-Coracao-de-Pedra_1600x1200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-5179397082444346479</id><published>2011-04-01T13:23:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T23:57:14.045-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>LÁGRIMA DE AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 337px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--y44maaeSZY/TZYEo7uO_gI/AAAAAAAABAQ/mZ3XPm4SUqo/s400/lagrima.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590661088699940354" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Eu nunca havia ouvido som mais puro&lt;br /&gt;Quanto sentido e ilusão restavam ainda&lt;br /&gt;Em toda a realidade que em mim transcende&lt;br /&gt;A paz que o som da tua voz tão linda&lt;br /&gt;Trouxa a minha alma descrente?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo a cada instante mais retraída&lt;br /&gt;Estava plena e calma&lt;br /&gt;De tudo me apercebi nesse momento&lt;br /&gt;Era o impulso da paixão mas sem tormentos&lt;br /&gt;Como é a lua prateada e clara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu relutava em reagir a tal apelo&lt;br /&gt;Tão maravilhoso&lt;br /&gt;E com tanto anseio&lt;br /&gt;Já sonhava em ouvi-lo de novo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que seja a esperança mais mínima&lt;br /&gt;Não quero te-la desvanecida&lt;br /&gt;Aqui já tenho os olhos lassos&lt;br /&gt;Ouvir-te é a total explicação da vida&lt;br /&gt;Fica a paixão em minha face refletida&lt;br /&gt;E escapa-me uma lágrima de amor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 31/03/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... beijos Ruizinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-5179397082444346479?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/5179397082444346479/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=5179397082444346479&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/5179397082444346479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/5179397082444346479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/lagrima-de-amor.html' title='LÁGRIMA DE AMOR'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--y44maaeSZY/TZYEo7uO_gI/AAAAAAAABAQ/mZ3XPm4SUqo/s72-c/lagrima.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-6682824479357616589</id><published>2011-04-01T12:40:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T08:16:14.118-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>ANJO SELVAGEM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nHt1giMooN8/TZX2h1--UmI/AAAAAAAABAI/Jf33WOTfK2U/s1600/ANJO_C%257E1.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 380px; height: 323px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nHt1giMooN8/TZX2h1--UmI/AAAAAAAABAI/Jf33WOTfK2U/s400/ANJO_C%257E1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590645573737665122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Anjo Selvagem ouve o meu lamento&lt;br /&gt;Leva-me para o firmamento&lt;br /&gt;Que penso em ti do por do sol&lt;br /&gt;Até o crepúsculo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O pensamento em ti é luz&lt;br /&gt;Que a mim inflama&lt;br /&gt;Um raio de amor que tocou meu coração&lt;br /&gt;E em todo meu ser se derrama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já anda exausto o coração no peito&lt;br /&gt;Vassalo dessa lúgubre saudade&lt;br /&gt;Na ilusão de ver-te  espera e dorme&lt;br /&gt;Anjo Selvagem consola-me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 01/03/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não posso explicar o que vem se passando.&lt;br /&gt;Para ti Rui que és o motivo do meu sorrir&lt;br /&gt;meu amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-6682824479357616589?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/6682824479357616589/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=6682824479357616589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6682824479357616589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6682824479357616589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/04/anjo-selvagem.html' title='ANJO SELVAGEM'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nHt1giMooN8/TZX2h1--UmI/AAAAAAAABAI/Jf33WOTfK2U/s72-c/ANJO_C%257E1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-4273898466895751636</id><published>2011-03-31T11:03:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T11:49:42.412-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><title type='text'>JARDIM DE AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vl2INopb4yc/TZSUXGE7MQI/AAAAAAAAA_4/pQPugH8nIO4/s1600/jardins-meninamarotablog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 288px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vl2INopb4yc/TZSUXGE7MQI/AAAAAAAAA_4/pQPugH8nIO4/s400/jardins-meninamarotablog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590256161962799362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Um grande amor começa agora&lt;br /&gt;Quero vive-lo em todos os momentos&lt;br /&gt;Pois eu gosto tanto dele&lt;br /&gt;Que é capaz dele gostar de mim também&lt;br /&gt;É essa a esperança que me mantém&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O meu amor não irá se acabar&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero ama-lo até o fim&lt;br /&gt;Dessa chama que arde em mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amores são como as flores num jardim&lt;br /&gt;Que cuidamos e deixamos o sol bater&lt;br /&gt;E assim vão crescer e para nós desabrochar&lt;br /&gt;As flores do amor não vão murchar&lt;br /&gt;Para quem cuida bem das flores &lt;br /&gt;Soube plantar e cultivar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor deve ser intensamente vivido&lt;br /&gt;E quem quer viver um grande amor&lt;br /&gt;Tem que a ele se entregar&lt;br /&gt;De corpo e mente&lt;br /&gt;Despir-se completamente&lt;br /&gt;E deixar-se levar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 31/03/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-4273898466895751636?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/4273898466895751636/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=4273898466895751636&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/4273898466895751636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/4273898466895751636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/03/jardim-de-amor.html' title='JARDIM DE AMOR'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vl2INopb4yc/TZSUXGE7MQI/AAAAAAAAA_4/pQPugH8nIO4/s72-c/jardins-meninamarotablog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-7147682569023470235</id><published>2011-03-31T10:43:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T14:10:46.048-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expurgando'/><title type='text'>HEROIS DA RESISTENCIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KqK4lCPcfOA/TZSIUvZjusI/AAAAAAAAA_g/m6UnLYOMJj0/s1600/010818.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KqK4lCPcfOA/TZSIUvZjusI/AAAAAAAAA_g/m6UnLYOMJj0/s400/010818.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590242927376054978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tanto eu te disse com o meu silencio&lt;br /&gt;Tantas foram as juras de amor&lt;br /&gt;Tantos foram os tormentos&lt;br /&gt;Ai quanto te disse com meu silencio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantas coisas foram ditas entre nós&lt;br /&gt;Através de tudo que calamos&lt;br /&gt;Quantas coisas poderiam ter ficadas no silencio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É nesse estagio do sentimento&lt;br /&gt;Que temos os dois cada um&lt;br /&gt;A alma flagelada&lt;br /&gt;Queima-se no fogo do inferno&lt;br /&gt;Ou  morre-se por Hipotermia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A morte é apenas uma fantasia&lt;br /&gt;Pois morremos um achando que o outro&lt;br /&gt;Vai sobreviver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual desencanto&lt;br /&gt;Somos heróis da resistencia&lt;br /&gt;E a nossa recompensa&lt;br /&gt;É estar ainda aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 30/03/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-7147682569023470235?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/7147682569023470235/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=7147682569023470235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/7147682569023470235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/7147682569023470235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/03/herois-da-resistencia.html' title='HEROIS DA RESISTENCIA'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KqK4lCPcfOA/TZSIUvZjusI/AAAAAAAAA_g/m6UnLYOMJj0/s72-c/010818.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-6689604838221395505</id><published>2011-03-31T10:31:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T10:41:20.320-03:00</updated><title type='text'>TOCA MEU PENSAMENTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M_54ptLPZDY/TZSEVxCrSoI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/3sJ3iqxgl0g/s1600/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M_54ptLPZDY/TZSEVxCrSoI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/3sJ3iqxgl0g/s400/01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590238546950310530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Olha para mim&lt;br /&gt;Será que minha presença&lt;br /&gt;Te desperta como um grito?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que em teus doces sonhos&lt;br /&gt;Estou banhada de luar&lt;br /&gt;Ou sou um jardim a sombra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anda te  apressa&lt;br /&gt;Desperta&lt;br /&gt;Te move&lt;br /&gt;Toca meu pensamento&lt;br /&gt;Te desdobras por por mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que não adormeça nossa vida&lt;br /&gt;Que o sentimento tenha voz&lt;br /&gt;Que a lua em mim não esteja perdida&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor faça algo por nós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 31/03/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-6689604838221395505?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/6689604838221395505/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=6689604838221395505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6689604838221395505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6689604838221395505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/03/toca-meu-pensamento.html' title='TOCA MEU PENSAMENTO'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M_54ptLPZDY/TZSEVxCrSoI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/3sJ3iqxgl0g/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-3780554275830945330</id><published>2011-03-31T08:15:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T00:02:44.063-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>TEMPO DE AUSENCIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hZPM0cgviYI/TZRoG0dCDWI/AAAAAAAAA_I/8JTZ6IJftHE/s1600/1189933904_small.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hZPM0cgviYI/TZRoG0dCDWI/AAAAAAAAA_I/8JTZ6IJftHE/s400/1189933904_small.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590207503842544994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Todo final de tarde é sempre assim&lt;br /&gt;O Peito fica apertado&lt;br /&gt;E vai crescendo uma saudade em mim&lt;br /&gt;O tempo passa vagarosamente&lt;br /&gt;Sem te ter aqui meu Bem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amo e nem sei como eu amo&lt;br /&gt;Foi acontecendo sem eu perceber&lt;br /&gt;E quando dei-me conta&lt;br /&gt;Não podia mais conter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse sentimento que guardo em mim é teu&lt;br /&gt;Amado meu!&lt;br /&gt;Eu te quero sempre e mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pensamento o fulgor dos olhos teus&lt;br /&gt;É que me fazem suportar&lt;br /&gt;O tempo da tua ausencia&lt;br /&gt;que arrasa comigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estar longe de ti é quase morrer&lt;br /&gt;O que importa em meu viver&lt;br /&gt;É o teu amor meu bem querer&lt;br /&gt;E só contigo quero estar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 31/03/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para o meu amor (Rui Miguel Tavares Lourosa-PT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-3780554275830945330?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/3780554275830945330/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=3780554275830945330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/3780554275830945330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/3780554275830945330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/03/tempo-de-ausencia.html' title='TEMPO DE AUSENCIA'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hZPM0cgviYI/TZRoG0dCDWI/AAAAAAAAA_I/8JTZ6IJftHE/s72-c/1189933904_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-3145718655886551878</id><published>2011-03-30T19:24:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T20:35:26.725-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>EU TE AMO PRA VALER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWmBhnziNeE/TZO9xKjQSuI/AAAAAAAAA-w/p48rLRrYpGs/s1600/273296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWmBhnziNeE/TZO9xKjQSuI/AAAAAAAAA-w/p48rLRrYpGs/s400/273296.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590020214840380130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sempre foi bem mais que um desejo&lt;br /&gt;Apenas o toque do teu doce beijo&lt;br /&gt;Não bastava mais&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero as tuas mãos&lt;br /&gt;No meu corpo&lt;br /&gt;O teu abraço&lt;br /&gt;O teu corpo colado ao meu&lt;br /&gt;No silencio do meu quarto a meia luz&lt;br /&gt;Para que eu possa te ver&lt;br /&gt;Então te mostrar&lt;br /&gt;Com o amor que estaria a te dar&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que não pudestes perceber&lt;br /&gt;E assim olhando nos meus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Saberias que te amo para valer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 30/03/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-3145718655886551878?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/3145718655886551878/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=3145718655886551878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/3145718655886551878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/3145718655886551878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/03/eu-te-amo-pra-valer.html' title='EU TE AMO PRA VALER'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWmBhnziNeE/TZO9xKjQSuI/AAAAAAAAA-w/p48rLRrYpGs/s72-c/273296.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-3850338241970094945</id><published>2011-03-30T16:19:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T16:36:08.512-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>AINDA ACREDITO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X5tE9CQLiJo/TZOGII-f3UI/AAAAAAAAA-o/tVZYxoA8N6o/s1600/copia-de-amor.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 331px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X5tE9CQLiJo/TZOGII-f3UI/AAAAAAAAA-o/tVZYxoA8N6o/s400/copia-de-amor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589959036903611714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;E de amar quem é que se arrepende&lt;br /&gt;Amar alguém é também ser amado&lt;br /&gt;A confissão por certo não redime&lt;br /&gt;Mas não há motivo&lt;br /&gt;Para que eu desanime&lt;br /&gt;O amor que tenho&lt;br /&gt;Sei será recompensado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em tantas praias de indiferenças&lt;br /&gt;Já navegou meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Em tanto mar de inconsistencia&lt;br /&gt;Já penou muita aflição&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E se no amor ainda acredito&lt;br /&gt;Depois de tanto ter sofrido&lt;br /&gt;E ainda assim eu quero amar&lt;br /&gt;É porque junto contigo&lt;br /&gt;Vale a pena tentar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 30/03/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ao rapaz mais bonito de Lourosa Rui Miguel Tavares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-3850338241970094945?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/3850338241970094945/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=3850338241970094945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/3850338241970094945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/3850338241970094945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/03/ainda-acredito.html' title='AINDA ACREDITO'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X5tE9CQLiJo/TZOGII-f3UI/AAAAAAAAA-o/tVZYxoA8N6o/s72-c/copia-de-amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-7026345609869919309</id><published>2011-03-30T10:34:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T11:53:07.027-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>VOLTAR PARA CASA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--u7eUCuR01Y/TZM6LV89sHI/AAAAAAAAA-I/AuFkklSlLUA/s1600/amor2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 381px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--u7eUCuR01Y/TZM6LV89sHI/AAAAAAAAA-I/AuFkklSlLUA/s400/amor2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589875529042735218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Um dia amei demais&lt;br /&gt;E o amor me consumiu&lt;br /&gt;Eu não pude voltar atrás&lt;br /&gt;E a tristeza me partiu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesse dia em que amei&lt;br /&gt;Ganhei asas e voei&lt;br /&gt;A uma paragem bem distante&lt;br /&gt;Mas lá não podia estar&lt;br /&gt;Tinha que voltar à casa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já não sabia o caminho&lt;br /&gt;Eu não avistava mais o amor&lt;br /&gt;Então não tinha mais destino&lt;br /&gt;E nem casa a retornar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas de repente algo tocou-me&lt;br /&gt;Uma luz iluminou-me&lt;br /&gt;Alcei voo outra vez&lt;br /&gt;É o amor presente em mim!&lt;br /&gt;Agora posso voltar à casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai 29/03/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dedicada àquele que toma meu coração Rui Miguel Tavares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-7026345609869919309?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/7026345609869919309/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=7026345609869919309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/7026345609869919309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/7026345609869919309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/03/voltar-atras.html' title='VOLTAR PARA CASA'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--u7eUCuR01Y/TZM6LV89sHI/AAAAAAAAA-I/AuFkklSlLUA/s72-c/amor2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-684432432680462965</id><published>2011-03-30T10:00:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T10:33:28.769-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coloridas'/><title type='text'>LAÇO DE FITAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wFlggOxW-Gk/TZMwIpC0-II/AAAAAAAAA9g/PSmrgW8_m4E/s1600/LAO_GR%257E1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wFlggOxW-Gk/TZMwIpC0-II/AAAAAAAAA9g/PSmrgW8_m4E/s400/LAO_GR%257E1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589864487511718018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hoje amarrei os cabelos com um laço de fitas&lt;br /&gt;Queria ser a mais bonita&lt;br /&gt;Adentrando ao salão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu caçava os teus olhos de encontro&lt;br /&gt;Aos meus na multidão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah que eu vinha tão contente&lt;br /&gt;Para estar nos braços teus&lt;br /&gt;Olhar de perto no teu rosto&lt;br /&gt;E ganhar um beijo teu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 29/03/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-684432432680462965?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/684432432680462965/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=684432432680462965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/684432432680462965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/684432432680462965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/03/laco-de-fitas.html' title='LAÇO DE FITAS'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wFlggOxW-Gk/TZMwIpC0-II/AAAAAAAAA9g/PSmrgW8_m4E/s72-c/LAO_GR%257E1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-1774784243145041715</id><published>2011-03-29T14:10:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T14:25:17.445-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expurgando'/><title type='text'>ALMA VAZIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_P5HImFHh_o/TZIVpNcsj4I/AAAAAAAAA9A/00nE1jUu91Q/s1600/1957373833_e74fc5b4c9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_P5HImFHh_o/TZIVpNcsj4I/AAAAAAAAA9A/00nE1jUu91Q/s400/1957373833_e74fc5b4c9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589553885249048450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A minha alma está vazia&lt;br /&gt;E meu desespero noite e dia&lt;br /&gt;Tenta resolver&lt;br /&gt;Não entende que estou só&lt;br /&gt;Porque preciso me encontrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se minha alma está sozinha&lt;br /&gt;Vou a procura do meu Eu&lt;br /&gt;No mais profundo em mim&lt;br /&gt;e ver porque se perdeu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O resgate de minha alma&lt;br /&gt;Já foi feito por ilusão&lt;br /&gt;É por isso que eu nele&lt;br /&gt;Também perdi o coração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se minha alma tenho comigo&lt;br /&gt;Ainda que vazia esteja&lt;br /&gt;Poderá ser preenchida&lt;br /&gt;Pois só fica a ver navios&lt;br /&gt;Quem deixa passar a vida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 28/03/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-1774784243145041715?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/1774784243145041715/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=1774784243145041715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/1774784243145041715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/1774784243145041715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/03/alma-vazia.html' title='ALMA VAZIA'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_P5HImFHh_o/TZIVpNcsj4I/AAAAAAAAA9A/00nE1jUu91Q/s72-c/1957373833_e74fc5b4c9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-6529051655693432230</id><published>2011-03-29T13:49:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T14:10:30.701-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor e Dor'/><title type='text'>NADA ESTÁ ESTAGNADO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UpKSlMYzv2M/TZIRpjF88KI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/SX_r5dVZid8/s1600/1234305599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UpKSlMYzv2M/TZIRpjF88KI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/SX_r5dVZid8/s400/1234305599.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589549493012721826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nada está estagnado&lt;br /&gt;E quando se está arruinado&lt;br /&gt;A transformação é rotina&lt;br /&gt;Fica mais pesado o fardo&lt;br /&gt;Porque o medo do fracasso&lt;br /&gt;Insiste em nos manter na dor&lt;br /&gt;Embora não haja mais amor&lt;br /&gt;É preciso muita força para mudar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É necessario acreditar que merecemos &lt;br /&gt;Muito mais a chance de recomeçar&lt;br /&gt;Do que a tristeza de manter uma relação falida&lt;br /&gt;Por medo da separação e da despedida&lt;br /&gt;Abraçamos o dogmã de infelizes para sempre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo amor deixa cicatrizes&lt;br /&gt;Mas também deixa saudades&lt;br /&gt;Se o vive-mos em liberdade&lt;br /&gt;Teremos dele a plenitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um amor que foi vivido &lt;br /&gt;Foi real e foi sofrido&lt;br /&gt;Mas também valeu a pena!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 28/O3/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-6529051655693432230?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/6529051655693432230/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=6529051655693432230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6529051655693432230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6529051655693432230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/03/nada-esta-estagnado.html' title='NADA ESTÁ ESTAGNADO'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UpKSlMYzv2M/TZIRpjF88KI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/SX_r5dVZid8/s72-c/1234305599.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-6606603852487190757</id><published>2011-03-29T11:04:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T21:07:35.919-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>RAPAZ MORENO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QEm3bBXKPrU/TZJ0QlLsiTI/AAAAAAAAA9I/epM5orbuhAM/s1600/beijo-9243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QEm3bBXKPrU/TZJ0QlLsiTI/AAAAAAAAA9I/epM5orbuhAM/s400/beijo-9243.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589657915728103730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Já nem sei o tempo que faz&lt;br /&gt;Mas é certo que um rapaz&lt;br /&gt;Moreno e apimentado&lt;br /&gt;Robou-me o coração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andava eu na espera então&lt;br /&gt;Que ele algo me dissesse&lt;br /&gt;E eu sufocava a paixão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como sou brasileira e ele não&lt;br /&gt;Ai que lindo que ficava&lt;br /&gt;Pois metade do  que ele dizia&lt;br /&gt;Ora eu compreendia&lt;br /&gt;Ora ja me baralhava&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E lá quando eu andava&lt;br /&gt;De tudo desiludida&lt;br /&gt;O rapaz que tanto gosto&lt;br /&gt;Diz que sou correspondida&lt;br /&gt;Acabou-se a tristeza&lt;br /&gt;A alegria é garantida&lt;br /&gt;Sem o meu rapaz moreno&lt;br /&gt;O que faria eu da vida?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 29/03/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Para ti Ruizinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-6606603852487190757?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/6606603852487190757/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=6606603852487190757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6606603852487190757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6606603852487190757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/03/rapaz-moreno.html' title='RAPAZ MORENO'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QEm3bBXKPrU/TZJ0QlLsiTI/AAAAAAAAA9I/epM5orbuhAM/s72-c/beijo-9243.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-3949864527979464176</id><published>2011-03-28T22:53:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T23:13:05.595-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor e Dor'/><title type='text'>NÃO ME IMPORTO COM ISSO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yf-VxWHEMaE/TZFAKRgzZ6I/AAAAAAAAA7w/B7ps1TqLAq4/s1600/_the_hidden_love_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 336px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yf-VxWHEMaE/TZFAKRgzZ6I/AAAAAAAAA7w/B7ps1TqLAq4/s400/_the_hidden_love_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589319157787355042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Eu não preciso de respostas&lt;br /&gt;O que eu tenho já me é suficiente&lt;br /&gt;Nuncu fui alguém dependente&lt;br /&gt;Que se despedaça numa patada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu dou luta &lt;br /&gt;Eu estou na chuva&lt;br /&gt;A fragilidade é um deboche&lt;br /&gt;E não a ostento em minha fachada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não mantenho em mim nada&lt;br /&gt;Que não seja real&lt;br /&gt;Nada que eu não tenha vivido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não preciso de muito colorido&lt;br /&gt;Pois gosto de eu mesma criar as minhas cores&lt;br /&gt;De acordo com os amores e com alguns sonhos partidos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me importo com isso&lt;br /&gt;De ora estar arrembentada&lt;br /&gt;Ora viver no paraíso&lt;br /&gt;De um dia banhar-me em prantos&lt;br /&gt;E de no outro ser sorriso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois o amor está na alma&lt;br /&gt;E confesso vivo disso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 27/03/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-3949864527979464176?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/3949864527979464176/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=3949864527979464176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/3949864527979464176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/3949864527979464176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/03/nao-me-importo-com-isso.html' title='NÃO ME IMPORTO COM ISSO'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yf-VxWHEMaE/TZFAKRgzZ6I/AAAAAAAAA7w/B7ps1TqLAq4/s72-c/_the_hidden_love_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-6834591271645940800</id><published>2011-03-28T22:04:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T22:21:07.897-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><title type='text'>QUEBRA CABEÇA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c_p3iBuxpVc/TZEzV-XKwZI/AAAAAAAAA7o/xO3-_bUPekQ/s1600/quebra-cabeca-rn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 382px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c_p3iBuxpVc/TZEzV-XKwZI/AAAAAAAAA7o/xO3-_bUPekQ/s400/quebra-cabeca-rn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589305065153937810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Num dado momento as nossas vidas&lt;br /&gt;Vão se encontrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos encaixaremos perfeitramente como&lt;br /&gt;Peças de um quebra cabeças&lt;br /&gt;Esse será o melhor momento que teremos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estamos em constante movimento&lt;br /&gt;Assim como tudo ao nosso redor&lt;br /&gt;A Natureza age sabiamente&lt;br /&gt;Unindo e separando &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não tarda e não seremos mais as peças &lt;br /&gt;De encaixe num dominó&lt;br /&gt;É preciso maturidade para compreender&lt;br /&gt;É preciso aceitar o mundo em movimento&lt;br /&gt;Só assim quando não der mais certo&lt;br /&gt;Poderemos continuar no jogo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 26/03/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-6834591271645940800?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/6834591271645940800/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=6834591271645940800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6834591271645940800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6834591271645940800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/03/quebra-cabeca.html' title='QUEBRA CABEÇA'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c_p3iBuxpVc/TZEzV-XKwZI/AAAAAAAAA7o/xO3-_bUPekQ/s72-c/quebra-cabeca-rn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-2318978566235325549</id><published>2011-03-28T16:53:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T17:06:22.901-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><title type='text'>INFINITO AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A3jj2Ur1KSE/TZDpodghzcI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/R6ds6eMhLng/s1600/A%2BIMAGEM%2BDO%2BBEIJO%2BFLORIDO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A3jj2Ur1KSE/TZDpodghzcI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/R6ds6eMhLng/s400/A%2BIMAGEM%2BDO%2BBEIJO%2BFLORIDO.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589224018891886018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Se tens o coração suforcado de dor&lt;br /&gt;vives em pesadelo&lt;br /&gt;Tens a alma em desespero&lt;br /&gt;E tudo perde o valor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesse estado de topor&lt;br /&gt;So sentimos o que a dor&lt;br /&gt;Tem  para nos dizer&lt;br /&gt;Ficamos íntimos do sofrer&lt;br /&gt;E passamos a querer isso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanta culpa &lt;br /&gt;Quanta mágoa &lt;br /&gt;Quanta dor&lt;br /&gt;Isso tudo vem do amor?&lt;br /&gt;Pois não &lt;br /&gt;É tudo fruto da paixão&lt;br /&gt;A paixão tem duração&lt;br /&gt;Mas o amor não.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 27/03/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-2318978566235325549?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/2318978566235325549/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=2318978566235325549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/2318978566235325549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/2318978566235325549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/03/infinito-amor.html' title='INFINITO AMOR'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A3jj2Ur1KSE/TZDpodghzcI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/R6ds6eMhLng/s72-c/A%2BIMAGEM%2BDO%2BBEIJO%2BFLORIDO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-5116582805348523458</id><published>2011-03-27T15:33:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T21:28:59.027-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expurgando'/><title type='text'>VENENO DA ALMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N4_sqw6Dbhc/TY-GlMY_L1I/AAAAAAAAA6o/2qhgJQGC0o0/s1600/VULCO_%257E1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 368px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N4_sqw6Dbhc/TY-GlMY_L1I/AAAAAAAAA6o/2qhgJQGC0o0/s400/VULCO_%257E1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588833636129386322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Assim me ví então numa situação&lt;br /&gt;Que não encontrava saída&lt;br /&gt;O que eu tinha feito da vida&lt;br /&gt;Por-que sentia tanta solidão?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh mal da alma&lt;br /&gt;Chaga aberta&lt;br /&gt;Veneno da alma&lt;br /&gt;Sortilégio ou Maldição?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se de amor se vive então&lt;br /&gt;Maldita hora que a paixão&lt;br /&gt;É a pior das conselheiras&lt;br /&gt;Esta rata traiçoeira&lt;br /&gt;Nos arremessa bem ao centro do vulcão em erupção&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E das larvas e das cinzas&lt;br /&gt;É que temos de renascer&lt;br /&gt;Ganhar força como a Fenix&lt;br /&gt;E voltar a reviver&lt;br /&gt;Completar o ciclo da paixão&lt;br /&gt;Para que a dor não seja em vão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 27/03/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-5116582805348523458?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/5116582805348523458/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=5116582805348523458&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/5116582805348523458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/5116582805348523458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/03/veneno-da-alma.html' title='VENENO DA ALMA'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N4_sqw6Dbhc/TY-GlMY_L1I/AAAAAAAAA6o/2qhgJQGC0o0/s72-c/VULCO_%257E1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-4398462367508764363</id><published>2011-03-27T15:21:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T15:30:38.057-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expurgando'/><title type='text'>OUTONO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lFK94qsaCjY/TY-CLcnQFVI/AAAAAAAAA6g/9x0_gQ3bTQI/s1600/outono3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lFK94qsaCjY/TY-CLcnQFVI/AAAAAAAAA6g/9x0_gQ3bTQI/s400/outono3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588828795761071442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Aquilo que me devora&lt;br /&gt;É o que tenho de calar&lt;br /&gt;O que me arrebenta por dentro&lt;br /&gt;E me faz vacilar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não tenho nesse momento &lt;br /&gt;Nada belo a dizer&lt;br /&gt;O que trago em mim&lt;br /&gt;É fruto da dor&lt;br /&gt;São coisas que aprendi sozinha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Houve um tempo em que me sentia forte e veloz&lt;br /&gt;E ainda idealizava&lt;br /&gt;Não havia outono em meu caminho&lt;br /&gt;E a tristeza não tinha sido inaugurada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 27/03/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-4398462367508764363?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/4398462367508764363/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=4398462367508764363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/4398462367508764363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/4398462367508764363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/03/outono.html' title='OUTONO'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lFK94qsaCjY/TY-CLcnQFVI/AAAAAAAAA6g/9x0_gQ3bTQI/s72-c/outono3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-7542359768507535288</id><published>2011-03-27T13:04:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T14:50:11.121-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>AS ÚLTIMAS QUATRO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bK3WoenH-KE/TY9pYIVwbSI/AAAAAAAAA5g/jjj14KqZtqc/s1600/2591.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bK3WoenH-KE/TY9pYIVwbSI/AAAAAAAAA5g/jjj14KqZtqc/s400/2591.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588801525866589474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PAIXÃO DE CHOCOLATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu guardava para mim&lt;br /&gt;Há muito um segredo&lt;br /&gt;Que um rapaz de olhos cambiantes&lt;br /&gt;Despertou-me o desejo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desse rapaz queria provar o beijo&lt;br /&gt;Que sabia ser de chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha paixão por chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Ansiava por teu beijo&lt;br /&gt;Estou a espera da tua boca&lt;br /&gt;Vem sacia meu desejo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 26/03/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VEMOZwYHI2A/TY9txpuY79I/AAAAAAAAA54/C2oDFWYXZO0/s1600/Receitas-de-Doces-para-Festas-passo-a-passo-FOTO-400x300.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VEMOZwYHI2A/TY9txpuY79I/AAAAAAAAA54/C2oDFWYXZO0/s400/Receitas-de-Doces-para-Festas-passo-a-passo-FOTO-400x300.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588806362371518418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DOCINHO DE FESTA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Com dois na cozinha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leva açúcar mas coma sem culpa&lt;br /&gt;Junte agora o chocolate&lt;br /&gt;O tanto que baste para ficar caprichado&lt;br /&gt;Eu gosto bem moreno&lt;br /&gt;Não meta mel para o risco de ficar exagerado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junte a manteiga que deve ser derretida&lt;br /&gt;E para isso a rapariga&lt;br /&gt;Basta abraçar o namorado&lt;br /&gt;Pede na receita te-lo ao lado&lt;br /&gt;E já ajuda na medida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora este docinho está pra lá de melado&lt;br /&gt;Passe nos confeitos&lt;br /&gt;Pois a paixão quando pega de jeito&lt;br /&gt;Deixa a vida colorida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agradeça ao ajudante com um beijo&lt;br /&gt;demorado e bastante adocicado&lt;br /&gt;Pois o rapaz é o culpado&lt;br /&gt;Dessa arte na cozinha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 26/03/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPLi6Oq5oSM/TY9wO8aDWqI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/jfxjfuMtKI4/s1600/sol.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPLi6Oq5oSM/TY9wO8aDWqI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/jfxjfuMtKI4/s400/sol.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588809064625953442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TU ILUMINAS A MINHA VIDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Está tão bem assim&lt;br /&gt;Só fica ruim&lt;br /&gt;Se não te vejo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu so quero estar contigo&lt;br /&gt;Sou tão feliz contigo&lt;br /&gt;És muito mais que o meu grande amigo&lt;br /&gt;Estás a ser uma parte feliz em mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei se digo coisas boas ou ruins&lt;br /&gt;Mas contigo é espontaneo&lt;br /&gt;É o que me vem ao coração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda digo mais eu quero a ti&lt;br /&gt;Porque tu iluminas a minha vida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 26/03/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_pttFW8BeuQ/TY9z3KGAKVI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/5hNb9467bXs/s1600/corao-preso1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_pttFW8BeuQ/TY9z3KGAKVI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/5hNb9467bXs/s400/corao-preso1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588813054029605202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;E TUDO PODE DAR CERTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me basta o teu sorriso&lt;br /&gt;E tudo em mim ganha maiores dimensões&lt;br /&gt;O céu fica maior&lt;br /&gt;E sinto que posso tocar as estrelas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sol fica mais brilhante e mais quente&lt;br /&gt;E acredito que posso toca-lo também&lt;br /&gt;Ao teu lado sinto-me capaz de qualquer coisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tua presença no meu ser transforma-me&lt;br /&gt;Pois é imenso o sentimento que tenho por ti&lt;br /&gt;Ainda que seja apenas uma semente germinando&lt;br /&gt;Com enorme potencial&lt;br /&gt;Que lá vai se desenvolvendo a cada vez que falamos&lt;br /&gt;E no tanto que nos compreendemos&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que silenciosamente&lt;br /&gt;Naquilo que calamos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E já que tudo dá certo&lt;br /&gt;Não temos tempo a perder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 26/03/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Com um grande beijo ao amigo Rui Miguel Tavares -  Lourosa-PT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-7542359768507535288?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/7542359768507535288/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=7542359768507535288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/7542359768507535288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/7542359768507535288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/03/as-ultimas-quatro.html' title='AS ÚLTIMAS QUATRO'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bK3WoenH-KE/TY9pYIVwbSI/AAAAAAAAA5g/jjj14KqZtqc/s72-c/2591.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-9000880717123122069</id><published>2011-03-26T22:57:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T23:11:29.123-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expurgando'/><title type='text'>DIGERE-ME...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyGYZRcp0PU/TY6ce_HBqEI/AAAAAAAAA4w/gK-c0aPlVdI/s1600/LGRIMA%257E1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyGYZRcp0PU/TY6ce_HBqEI/AAAAAAAAA4w/gK-c0aPlVdI/s400/LGRIMA%257E1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588576243764275266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Eu cuspo em ti os sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;Não é atoa que pareces relutante&lt;br /&gt;Sei que sou braseiro de chamas flamenjantes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precisas digerir-me mas não podes&lt;br /&gt;Abarcar-me inteira&lt;br /&gt;Seria eu fera traiçoeira ou&lt;br /&gt;Uma tentação desconcertante?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu erro foi ser preciptada&lt;br /&gt;E em cada canto dos olhos &lt;br /&gt;Corre uma lágrima amarga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu que tanto acreditava&lt;br /&gt;Mais ainda...Eu queria&lt;br /&gt;Levei com um balde água fria&lt;br /&gt;E nem sei lá o que fazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 26/03/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi o que pude escrever Ruizinho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-9000880717123122069?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/9000880717123122069/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=9000880717123122069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/9000880717123122069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/9000880717123122069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/03/digere-me.html' title='DIGERE-ME...'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyGYZRcp0PU/TY6ce_HBqEI/AAAAAAAAA4w/gK-c0aPlVdI/s72-c/LGRIMA%257E1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-2879240286442858147</id><published>2011-03-25T17:22:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T17:47:11.529-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expurgando'/><title type='text'>LUA DE PAPEL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cu6VUo0HX14/TYz-xal0nmI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/86SUP1cDD90/s1600/_LUZ_D%257E1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cu6VUo0HX14/TYz-xal0nmI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/86SUP1cDD90/s400/_LUZ_D%257E1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588121362564947554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Quem do amor so conheceu a dor&lt;br /&gt;E tantas vezes se apaixonou&lt;br /&gt;De uma forma solitária tortuosa e cruel&lt;br /&gt;So ve a lua de papel&lt;br /&gt;Não acredita em nenhum céu&lt;br /&gt;E no idealismo do amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O coração que só sonhou&lt;br /&gt;No amor ter reciprocidade&lt;br /&gt;Não precisa de verdades&lt;br /&gt;Quer apenas um espelho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas armadilhas do amor&lt;br /&gt;Que atire a primeira pedra&lt;br /&gt;Aquele que não se machucou&lt;br /&gt;Aquele que nunca sofreu&lt;br /&gt;Ou aquele que como eu&lt;br /&gt;Já caiu e levantou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai 25/03/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-2879240286442858147?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/2879240286442858147/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=2879240286442858147&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/2879240286442858147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/2879240286442858147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/03/lua-de-papel.html' title='LUA DE PAPEL'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cu6VUo0HX14/TYz-xal0nmI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/86SUP1cDD90/s72-c/_LUZ_D%257E1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-2563259257432530017</id><published>2011-03-25T16:28:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T17:08:52.993-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expurgando'/><title type='text'>RENOVAR-ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-34RQ4yINg7U/TYz19XFjgQI/AAAAAAAAA4A/fCim31E2kWk/s1600/ws_Dew_of_Fertility_1280x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-34RQ4yINg7U/TYz19XFjgQI/AAAAAAAAA4A/fCim31E2kWk/s400/ws_Dew_of_Fertility_1280x1024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588111672178082050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preciso encher um buraco&lt;br /&gt;Com terra fértil e esperança&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preciso encher o buraco&lt;br /&gt;Aberto em meu peito&lt;br /&gt;Corroído pela dor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há que saber-se sobre a efemeridade da paixão&lt;br /&gt;Aproveitando cada estágio de sua estação&lt;br /&gt;Em total plenitude&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que em cada novo amor &lt;br /&gt;Sofra amiúde a dificuldade da aceitação&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma andorinha só não faz verão&lt;br /&gt;E preciso renovar-me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 25/03/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-2563259257432530017?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/2563259257432530017/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=2563259257432530017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/2563259257432530017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/2563259257432530017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/03/renovar-me.html' title='RENOVAR-ME'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-34RQ4yINg7U/TYz19XFjgQI/AAAAAAAAA4A/fCim31E2kWk/s72-c/ws_Dew_of_Fertility_1280x1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-8174833795030222760</id><published>2011-03-25T14:09:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T14:29:34.581-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expurgando'/><title type='text'>ESPERANÇA E FÉ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-udyhVGlVjSg/TYzQo0phVUI/AAAAAAAAA2o/W7pmLLjtbK0/s1600/POO_1_%257E1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-udyhVGlVjSg/TYzQo0phVUI/AAAAAAAAA2o/W7pmLLjtbK0/s400/POO_1_%257E1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588070637406082370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sentindo toda a dor&lt;br /&gt;De estar viva e inteira&lt;br /&gt;Com tristeza, amargo o fardo da solidão&lt;br /&gt;Em meio a uma enorme multidão&lt;br /&gt;E tantas ofertas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minha alma está deserta e carente&lt;br /&gt;Completamente descrente&lt;br /&gt;E na maior desilusão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se isso é o fundo do poço&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sei&lt;br /&gt;É silencioso aqui&lt;br /&gt;E não quero sair&lt;br /&gt;Deixei de ter vontade de existir&lt;br /&gt;Sou expectadora apenas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nestes tempos recolho-me&lt;br /&gt;Espero o mau tempo passar&lt;br /&gt;Em mim a fé e a esperança&lt;br /&gt;Embora tardiamente&lt;br /&gt;Não costumam falhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 25/03/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-8174833795030222760?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/8174833795030222760/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=8174833795030222760&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/8174833795030222760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/8174833795030222760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/03/esperanca-e-fe.html' title='ESPERANÇA E FÉ'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-udyhVGlVjSg/TYzQo0phVUI/AAAAAAAAA2o/W7pmLLjtbK0/s72-c/POO_1_%257E1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-6819257757842628925</id><published>2011-03-25T11:05:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T12:26:30.439-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expurgando'/><title type='text'>NOITE MAL DORMIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4DJR6hxtl68/TYyj2rlxWXI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/M7BIMZhC12U/s1600/boca%2Bfechada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4DJR6hxtl68/TYyj2rlxWXI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/M7BIMZhC12U/s400/boca%2Bfechada.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588021397469354354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Terei a noite mal dormida&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me incompreendida&lt;br /&gt;É de praxe em minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Minha transparência faz mal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devia guardar só para mim&lt;br /&gt;Mas não consigo ser assim&lt;br /&gt;Com quem tenho amor para dar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E as palavras correm soltas&lt;br /&gt;Saem pelos meus poros&lt;br /&gt;Para além da boca&lt;br /&gt;Quero toda dizer-me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inocente ou Culpada oh tagarela&lt;br /&gt;Que abusa das palavras para abrandar o coração&lt;br /&gt;Pelo sim ou pelo não&lt;br /&gt;Calo-me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 25/03/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-6819257757842628925?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/6819257757842628925/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=6819257757842628925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6819257757842628925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6819257757842628925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/03/noite-mal-dormida.html' title='NOITE MAL DORMIDA'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4DJR6hxtl68/TYyj2rlxWXI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/M7BIMZhC12U/s72-c/boca%2Bfechada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-8430413590551272572</id><published>2011-03-24T21:43:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T10:22:59.348-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>RUI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T2h3Ce21WIo/TYvoGDm2GsI/AAAAAAAAA2A/Y5hKNPgOjE0/s1600/c5v40gueauoa0er3xpqga0gle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T2h3Ce21WIo/TYvoGDm2GsI/AAAAAAAAA2A/Y5hKNPgOjE0/s400/c5v40gueauoa0er3xpqga0gle.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587814953428327106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;No deserto por onde andei&lt;br /&gt;so tu me vistes passar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estava gélida e estática&lt;br /&gt;Mas mesmo assim tu fostes lá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O vento uivava lancinante&lt;br /&gt;E meu cérebro estava congelado&lt;br /&gt;Tudo em mim era gelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu entrava em hipotermia&lt;br /&gt;Pois no fundo a minha alma&lt;br /&gt;Já jazia nesse corpo tão gelado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na certeza da morte ir me resgatar&lt;br /&gt;Abri os braços atirei-me&lt;br /&gt;E teu calor encontrei&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração aqueceu&lt;br /&gt;Porque eras tu que estavas lá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 24/03/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estive escrevendo enquanto falávamos&lt;br /&gt;Beijos até q possa ter contigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Recado ao Rui Miguel Tavares - Lourosa-PT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-8430413590551272572?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/8430413590551272572/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=8430413590551272572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/8430413590551272572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/8430413590551272572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/03/rui.html' title='RUI'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T2h3Ce21WIo/TYvoGDm2GsI/AAAAAAAAA2A/Y5hKNPgOjE0/s72-c/c5v40gueauoa0er3xpqga0gle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-843171129819361486</id><published>2011-03-24T18:37:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T18:58:02.957-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Final'/><title type='text'>PELOTÃO DE INFANTARIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_9AEiZsi9EE/TYu-HLN3WmI/AAAAAAAAA1w/OayUIH7VucM/s1600/fuzilamento.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_9AEiZsi9EE/TYu-HLN3WmI/AAAAAAAAA1w/OayUIH7VucM/s400/fuzilamento.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587768793162537570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;É de peito aberto &lt;br /&gt;Sem armaduras&lt;br /&gt;Sem máscaras nem desfarces&lt;br /&gt;Sem dissimulações&lt;br /&gt;E ainda assim sem garantia nenhuma&lt;br /&gt;Que adentro ao fundo &lt;br /&gt;De todas as minhas relações&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se fosse resolver &lt;br /&gt;Eu podia dizer &lt;br /&gt;Que isso de algo adiantaria&lt;br /&gt;Mas nada protege o Coração dentro do peito&lt;br /&gt;Frente ao Pelotão de Infantaria!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-843171129819361486?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/843171129819361486/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=843171129819361486&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/843171129819361486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/843171129819361486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/03/pelotao-de-infantaria.html' title='PELOTÃO DE INFANTARIA'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_9AEiZsi9EE/TYu-HLN3WmI/AAAAAAAAA1w/OayUIH7VucM/s72-c/fuzilamento.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-2047397513344408008</id><published>2011-03-24T18:25:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T18:36:20.874-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>DIZ DIZ DIZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hsaGumh_apQ/TYu5LlZPwGI/AAAAAAAAA1o/A6iihRKYrvg/s1600/labios.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hsaGumh_apQ/TYu5LlZPwGI/AAAAAAAAA1o/A6iihRKYrvg/s400/labios.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587763371350933602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diz...&lt;br /&gt;Queres essa presunçosa e risonha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diz...&lt;br /&gt;Algum dia a quis menos melga e enfadonha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diz...&lt;br /&gt;Diz a maneira que te quis&lt;br /&gt;O quanto pode esperar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diz...&lt;br /&gt;Diz a mim o que quiser&lt;br /&gt;pois tu não podes me calar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diz...&lt;br /&gt;Diz o que não podes ocultar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 24/03/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim, foi pra ti ruizinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ao meu Rui Miguel de Tavares - Lourosa-PT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-2047397513344408008?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/2047397513344408008/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=2047397513344408008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/2047397513344408008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/2047397513344408008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/03/diz-diz-diz.html' title='DIZ DIZ DIZ'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hsaGumh_apQ/TYu5LlZPwGI/AAAAAAAAA1o/A6iihRKYrvg/s72-c/labios.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-6760577148581934900</id><published>2011-03-24T17:32:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T18:21:47.993-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>MOSTRA-TE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zWAArAUKyQ8/TYuz_ZnZ89I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/dYE3qpzZEcU/s1600/maca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zWAArAUKyQ8/TYuz_ZnZ89I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/dYE3qpzZEcU/s400/maca.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587757664472527826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mostra-te um pouco para mim&lt;br /&gt;Vá não faz assim&lt;br /&gt;Revela o teu sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Será que te meto em perigo&lt;br /&gt;Estou querendo demais?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanto faz&lt;br /&gt;Nada te escondo&lt;br /&gt;Há muito que te escolhi&lt;br /&gt;Também é muito o que tenho para ti&lt;br /&gt;Basta só um gesto teu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 24/03/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Com todo meu carinho ao querido Rui Miguel Tavares - Lourosa-PT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-6760577148581934900?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/6760577148581934900/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=6760577148581934900&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6760577148581934900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/6760577148581934900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/03/mostra-te.html' title='MOSTRA-TE'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zWAArAUKyQ8/TYuz_ZnZ89I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/dYE3qpzZEcU/s72-c/maca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-8351972909415461770</id><published>2011-03-24T11:33:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T11:46:26.748-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expurgando'/><title type='text'>SEM FIM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7H1yE7GvPbs/TYtZLT2ttDI/AAAAAAAAA08/GrCH00wjsgY/s1600/531_47147_8F25RFDP2V6QN6DCQTZQOR7AXK33DZ_coeur_en_feu_H120220_L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 337px; height: 364px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7H1yE7GvPbs/TYtZLT2ttDI/AAAAAAAAA08/GrCH00wjsgY/s400/531_47147_8F25RFDP2V6QN6DCQTZQOR7AXK33DZ_coeur_en_feu_H120220_L.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587657813526426674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solta absorta embriagada&lt;br /&gt;De tudo em mim&lt;br /&gt;Sem mais sem nada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rodeada pelos sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;Todos confusos nesse momento&lt;br /&gt;Onde na verdade &lt;br /&gt;Nada me importa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não espero por respostas&lt;br /&gt;E vou buscar dentro de mim&lt;br /&gt;Onde há um mar sem fim&lt;br /&gt;De amores me chamando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse mar é o meu pranto&lt;br /&gt;De chorar tanto final&lt;br /&gt;E lamentar não ter para mim&lt;br /&gt;Algo que nunca se acabasse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 24/03/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-8351972909415461770?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/8351972909415461770/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=8351972909415461770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/8351972909415461770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/8351972909415461770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/03/sem-fim.html' title='SEM FIM'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7H1yE7GvPbs/TYtZLT2ttDI/AAAAAAAAA08/GrCH00wjsgY/s72-c/531_47147_8F25RFDP2V6QN6DCQTZQOR7AXK33DZ_coeur_en_feu_H120220_L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-8686176450842181163</id><published>2011-03-23T17:59:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T18:38:30.131-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>TANTO MAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UCu44oKQdbA/TYpnyWjWSnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/KNnNA7YJfx4/s1600/1mar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UCu44oKQdbA/TYpnyWjWSnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/KNnNA7YJfx4/s400/1mar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587392402451483250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um oceano a nos separar&lt;br /&gt;Tanta água&lt;br /&gt;Tanto mar!&lt;br /&gt;Com a água eu aprendi a aceitar&lt;br /&gt;O que eu não posso ter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se o destino não me leva até você&lt;br /&gt;Eu me contento com a paz&lt;br /&gt;Que das ao meu coração revoltado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois quando contigo estou eu acredito&lt;br /&gt;Que seja o amor infinito&lt;br /&gt;E em seu poder de curar o passado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E dessa fonte que em mim havia secado&lt;br /&gt;Brotaria outra nascente&lt;br /&gt;Porque estando a teu lado&lt;br /&gt;O amor em mim não morreria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 23/03/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completamente escrita pra ti&lt;br /&gt;Ruizinho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedidica a Rui Miguel Tavares - Lourosa-PT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-8686176450842181163?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/8686176450842181163/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=8686176450842181163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/8686176450842181163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/8686176450842181163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/03/tanto-mar.html' title='TANTO MAR'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UCu44oKQdbA/TYpnyWjWSnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/KNnNA7YJfx4/s72-c/1mar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-2288932689141256020</id><published>2011-03-23T17:23:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T17:59:32.748-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>DENTRO DE MIM TUDO PAROU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlOK1GZ0hyY/TYpWDUVAetI/AAAAAAAAA0M/b6nZ8ufHLqQ/s1600/friendship2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 377px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlOK1GZ0hyY/TYpWDUVAetI/AAAAAAAAA0M/b6nZ8ufHLqQ/s400/friendship2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587372902702938834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinha mais uma vez batido&lt;br /&gt;Com meus sonhos de cristal&lt;br /&gt;E meu mundo encantado&lt;br /&gt;Numa parede de concreto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não perdi nenhum pedaço!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os sonhos manchados de sangue e&lt;br /&gt;As unhas cravadas na Terra&lt;br /&gt;São herança do destino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas quando dentro de mim Tudo parou&lt;br /&gt;Nem eu mesma sei o que senti&lt;br /&gt;Mas eras só tu que estavas lá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 21/03/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada palavra escrita pensando em ti&lt;br /&gt;Ruizinho &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicada com todo o carinho que tenho para &lt;br /&gt;Rui Miguel Tavares - Lourosa-PT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-2288932689141256020?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/2288932689141256020/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=2288932689141256020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/2288932689141256020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/2288932689141256020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/03/dentro-de-mim-tudo-parou.html' title='DENTRO DE MIM TUDO PAROU'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlOK1GZ0hyY/TYpWDUVAetI/AAAAAAAAA0M/b6nZ8ufHLqQ/s72-c/friendship2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-4500448281980050294</id><published>2011-03-23T17:09:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T22:19:43.806-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedicadas'/><title type='text'>PEDIDO DE NAMORO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WDb66rdm4cg/TYpWD9UrdDI/AAAAAAAAA0U/uMJYANX3H_c/s1600/namorados6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WDb66rdm4cg/TYpWD9UrdDI/AAAAAAAAA0U/uMJYANX3H_c/s400/namorados6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587372913707414578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teu olhar sempre foi uma inspiração&lt;br /&gt;Não me cansava de olhar para tua fotografia&lt;br /&gt;Atraída pelo teu doce mel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como és tão bonito!&lt;br /&gt;Me fazes sorrir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devia ter ousado mais&lt;br /&gt;Te querido mais&lt;br /&gt;Ter escolhido a ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ 21/03/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para aquele que no momento move o meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Rui Miguel Tavares -  Lourosa-PT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol o título foi escolha tua Ruizinho!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-4500448281980050294?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/4500448281980050294/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=4500448281980050294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/4500448281980050294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/4500448281980050294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/03/pedido-de-namoro.html' title='PEDIDO DE NAMORO'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WDb66rdm4cg/TYpWD9UrdDI/AAAAAAAAA0U/uMJYANX3H_c/s72-c/namorados6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595511169337487681.post-5015597300887182178</id><published>2011-03-23T14:09:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T14:33:47.526-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expurgando'/><title type='text'>MEU POETA TROVADOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-olUlFUVBT-4/TYos84_gupI/AAAAAAAAAzU/Sx3EYfAW5Xs/s1600/11081392561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-olUlFUVBT-4/TYos84_gupI/AAAAAAAAAzU/Sx3EYfAW5Xs/s400/11081392561.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587327712309066386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Oh meu poeta trovador&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Oh da-me um verso por favor!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De musa, deusa a sereia ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do firmamento estrela fui&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do teu jardim a rara flor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A luz que iluminava os teus dias&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A dona de todo teu amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Oh meu poeta trovador&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Oh da-me um verso por favor!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Era eu toda a beleza que vias&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Era somente a mim que querias&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carregavas-me em um andor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh meu poeta trovador&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh da-me um beijo meu amor!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Oh meu poeta trovador&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh va-se embora por favor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosalai RJ  março 2011&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/595511169337487681-5015597300887182178?l=nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/feeds/5015597300887182178/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=595511169337487681&amp;postID=5015597300887182178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/5015597300887182178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595511169337487681/posts/default/5015597300887182178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nasunhasesmaltepreto.blogspot.com/2011/03/meu-poeta-trovador.html' title='MEU POETA TROVADOR'/><author><name>Nosalai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18207335102838878863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JcBpXZwgi9E/Sath-2smjEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wbQmE-gxlhQ/S220/2910411960_80bc36f342_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-olUlFUVBT-4/TYos84_gupI/AAAAAAAAAzU/Sx3EYfAW5Xs/s72-c/11081392561.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
