<?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-1959507987758738769</id><updated>2011-07-07T18:53:09.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sol Lua© - Em Versos &amp; Prosas</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>240</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-4198451307717900145</id><published>2010-05-28T11:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T11:26:39.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quem somos afinal?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/TAAKTa3mpoI/AAAAAAAAAiw/AsIHS2sZcyU/s1600/239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476388475628856962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/TAAKTa3mpoI/AAAAAAAAAiw/AsIHS2sZcyU/s400/239.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quem somos afinal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antes de existir o ser humano,&lt;br /&gt;a terra era vazia...&lt;br /&gt;Escura...&lt;br /&gt;Nada existia...&lt;br /&gt;E das trevas fez-se luz...&lt;br /&gt;Do barro foi feito o homem...&lt;br /&gt;Assim, conta a história.&lt;br /&gt;Viemos do pó...&lt;br /&gt;Ao pó voltaremos...&lt;br /&gt;Quando nossos olhos se fecharem.&lt;br /&gt;Em um derradeiro adeus,&lt;br /&gt;não mais existiremos.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, isto se refere a nossa matéria,&lt;br /&gt;porém somos mais que isto...&lt;br /&gt;Quando o Criador nos deu a vida.&lt;br /&gt;Soprando em nossas narinas,&lt;br /&gt;Nos encheu de Seu Espírito...&lt;br /&gt;O corpo veio do pó...&lt;br /&gt;E ao pó voltará...&lt;br /&gt;Mas nosso espírito veio de Deus.&lt;br /&gt;E para Ele voltaremos?&lt;br /&gt;O que virá é um mistério.&lt;br /&gt;Isto é tudo o que sabemos...&lt;br /&gt;Mas devemos acreditar que ainda viveremos.&lt;br /&gt;No AMOR puro e verdadeiro.&lt;br /&gt;Um dia...&lt;br /&gt;Em nosso lar eterno e derradeiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-4198451307717900145?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/4198451307717900145/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/quem-somos-afinal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4198451307717900145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4198451307717900145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/quem-somos-afinal.html' title='Quem somos afinal?'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/TAAKTa3mpoI/AAAAAAAAAiw/AsIHS2sZcyU/s72-c/239.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-398495282975198670</id><published>2010-05-28T11:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T11:26:27.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor-Paixão-Fascinação</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/TAAKJvqb5MI/AAAAAAAAAio/I8UP9dD3shw/s1600/238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476388309412078786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/TAAKJvqb5MI/AAAAAAAAAio/I8UP9dD3shw/s400/238.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor-Paixão-Fascinação&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor por você é mais que Infinito.&lt;br /&gt;Nele me transbordo em reais sentimentos.&lt;br /&gt;Onde ele existe, tudo se torna mais bonito.&lt;br /&gt;E na eternidade vivo, seus doces momentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor é calmo, suave e transparente.&lt;br /&gt;Agitado... Frenético, às vezes tempestuoso.&lt;br /&gt;Ele se transforma quando te vê tão de repente.&lt;br /&gt;E de tão perfeito se faz terno e amoroso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor é como a terra... Em harmonia.&lt;br /&gt;Ao ser criada, em seus detalhes. Fascinação.&lt;br /&gt;Como o céu... Em esplendor, encanto e alegria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor por você se faz da natureza-poesia.&lt;br /&gt;Nele encontro amor... Ternura e paixão.&lt;br /&gt;Para viver, feliz pela eternidade e no dia a dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-398495282975198670?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/398495282975198670/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/amor-paixao-fascinacao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/398495282975198670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/398495282975198670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/amor-paixao-fascinacao.html' title='Amor-Paixão-Fascinação'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/TAAKJvqb5MI/AAAAAAAAAio/I8UP9dD3shw/s72-c/238.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-4847349102999565464</id><published>2010-05-28T11:22:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T11:26:18.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor... Amor... Amor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/TAAKATfozjI/AAAAAAAAAig/-TBo-gbgZ4Q/s1600/237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476388147231772210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/TAAKATfozjI/AAAAAAAAAig/-TBo-gbgZ4Q/s400/237.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor... Amor... Amor...&lt;br /&gt;Feliz Dia Dos Namorados!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para todos os acontecimentos,&lt;br /&gt;existe um Dia. Dedicado e especial.&lt;br /&gt;Para você e com você,&lt;br /&gt;todos os meus momentos&lt;br /&gt;são de extrema felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;Todo dia é dia de te amar...&lt;br /&gt;De manhã penso em você.&lt;br /&gt;E espero o Sol raiar.&lt;br /&gt;E vejo o brilho em teus olhos.&lt;br /&gt;Sempre a me desejar.&lt;br /&gt;Nas noites enluaradas.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto a brisa me chamar.&lt;br /&gt;Para me entregar aos teus carinhos.&lt;br /&gt;E sentir teus lábios me beijar.&lt;br /&gt;Não posso mais pensar,&lt;br /&gt;viver longe de ti, separada.&lt;br /&gt;Pois, sinto em meu coração,&lt;br /&gt;minha alma enamorada.&lt;br /&gt;Quando a felicidade,&lt;br /&gt;bateu em nossa porta.&lt;br /&gt;Seu amor fez em mim morada.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, sou a pessoa mais feliz deste mundo.&lt;br /&gt;Pois, por você me sinto amada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-4847349102999565464?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/4847349102999565464/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/amor-amor-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4847349102999565464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4847349102999565464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/amor-amor-amor.html' title='Amor... Amor... Amor...'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/TAAKATfozjI/AAAAAAAAAig/-TBo-gbgZ4Q/s72-c/237.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-6183970536195087588</id><published>2010-05-28T11:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T11:26:10.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Magia do Amor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/TAAJ2PTtVgI/AAAAAAAAAiY/AO9k3uHTXk8/s1600/236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476387974309303810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/TAAJ2PTtVgI/AAAAAAAAAiY/AO9k3uHTXk8/s400/236.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Magia do Amor...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosso amor é mágico,&lt;br /&gt;nasceu entre mistérios da natureza,&lt;br /&gt;e desejos de viver sentimentos puros e verdadeiros.&lt;br /&gt;Não existem obstáculos para nossa paixão.&lt;br /&gt;Que revela os segredos de nós dois...&lt;br /&gt;Somente para nossos corações...&lt;br /&gt;Quando transcendermos para uma vida além...&lt;br /&gt;Nossos corpos se unirão neste sonho de sermos um.&lt;br /&gt;Nossas almas se contentarão...&lt;br /&gt;Pois, unidas jamais separadas serão.&lt;br /&gt;É a magia do amor realizando seus desígnios.&lt;br /&gt;O tempo será eterno...&lt;br /&gt;Passado... Presente... Futuro....&lt;br /&gt;Unificados em nosso existir...&lt;br /&gt;Seremos você em mim...&lt;br /&gt;Eu em você. Te amo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-6183970536195087588?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/6183970536195087588/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/magia-do-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/6183970536195087588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/6183970536195087588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/magia-do-amor.html' title='Magia do Amor...'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/TAAJ2PTtVgI/AAAAAAAAAiY/AO9k3uHTXk8/s72-c/236.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-7399147604940162135</id><published>2010-05-28T11:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T11:26:01.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Egoísmo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/TAAJtJd_WlI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/RHg2oVoxMSg/s1600/235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476387818122992210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/TAAJtJd_WlI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/RHg2oVoxMSg/s400/235.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Egoísmo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os dias se tornam perfeitos,&lt;br /&gt;nosso amor se fortalece.&lt;br /&gt;A felicidade chega,&lt;br /&gt;e o desejo de ser feliz é cada vez mais forte.&lt;br /&gt;Não é egoísmo querer ser feliz, mais e mais...&lt;br /&gt;Possuir harmonia, carinhos e ter a paz.&lt;br /&gt;Não devemos nos importar com o que dizem.&lt;br /&gt;Só condena, quem não sabe o que representa esta sentimento.&lt;br /&gt;"Estar feliz, ser feliz... A todo momento"&lt;br /&gt;Não importa se barreiras vamos ultrapassar...&lt;br /&gt;Se caminhos longos vamos trilhar.&lt;br /&gt;O Importante é saber onde queremos chegar...&lt;br /&gt;Vamos nos concentrar neste objetivo.&lt;br /&gt;E a felicidade vamos encontrar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-7399147604940162135?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/7399147604940162135/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/egoismo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/7399147604940162135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/7399147604940162135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/egoismo.html' title='Egoísmo?'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/TAAJtJd_WlI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/RHg2oVoxMSg/s72-c/235.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-1071051097369909223</id><published>2010-05-28T11:20:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T11:25:52.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>É bom...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/TAAJkTL1A4I/AAAAAAAAAiI/Rp-kTRwcNyg/s1600/234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476387666112349058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/TAAJkTL1A4I/AAAAAAAAAiI/Rp-kTRwcNyg/s400/234.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É bom...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentir amor além do normal&lt;br /&gt;é comum e bom demais.&lt;br /&gt;O que não pode acontecer,&lt;br /&gt;É deixar o ciúmes aos amantes enlouquecer.&lt;br /&gt;O ciúmes pode fazer parte do relacionamento.&lt;br /&gt;Mas com moderação,&lt;br /&gt;para que aja engrandecimento.&lt;br /&gt;É gostoso sentir ciúmes,&lt;br /&gt;mas com carinho e cuidado.&lt;br /&gt;Pois, ele faz parte do sentimento.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, deve ser controlado...&lt;br /&gt;Para que não destrua o que já foi construído.&lt;br /&gt;Sem desconfianças, sem brigas ou ciúmes...&lt;br /&gt;O amor fortalecerá com o tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Com confiança... Transparência e amizade..&lt;br /&gt;Assim viverá o amor de verdade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-1071051097369909223?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/1071051097369909223/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/e-bom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/1071051097369909223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/1071051097369909223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/e-bom.html' title='É bom...'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/TAAJkTL1A4I/AAAAAAAAAiI/Rp-kTRwcNyg/s72-c/234.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-7130817074713240103</id><published>2010-05-28T11:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T11:25:41.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gestos e Palavras</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/TAAJbPZX3AI/AAAAAAAAAiA/0QaEMFrG_GM/s1600/233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476387510476594178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/TAAJbPZX3AI/AAAAAAAAAiA/0QaEMFrG_GM/s400/233.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gestos e Palavras&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No olhar um gesto de ternura.&lt;br /&gt;Nas palavras a paixão, a candura.&lt;br /&gt;O brotar da alma em fuga ou em flor.&lt;br /&gt;Florido no jardim da dor ou do amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nossa alma sempre se encanta.&lt;br /&gt;Quando o carinho dos outros recebe.&lt;br /&gt;O corpo, a pele, o coração que canta.&lt;br /&gt;Esta emoção em manancial o néctar bebe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No brilho dos olhos, palavras secretas.&lt;br /&gt;Murmuram sentimentos em leve piscar.&lt;br /&gt;Despertam, a rima os versos dos poetas.&lt;br /&gt;Que procuram no ser o verbo amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gestos e palavras, às vezes enganam.&lt;br /&gt;Quando um adeus, não faz jus aos desejos.&lt;br /&gt;Dos olhos muitas lágrimas emanam.&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto as mãos, da boca laçam beijos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-7130817074713240103?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/7130817074713240103/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/gestos-e-palavras.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/7130817074713240103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/7130817074713240103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/gestos-e-palavras.html' title='Gestos e Palavras'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/TAAJbPZX3AI/AAAAAAAAAiA/0QaEMFrG_GM/s72-c/233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-8446507847942817170</id><published>2010-05-28T11:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T11:25:32.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Insaciável desejo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/TAAJQQGdOBI/AAAAAAAAAh4/dGDNEszw7j4/s1600/232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476387321687128082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/TAAJQQGdOBI/AAAAAAAAAh4/dGDNEszw7j4/s400/232.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Insaciável desejo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venha, estou nua,&lt;br /&gt;a tua espera.&lt;br /&gt;O amor lateja em meu ser.&lt;br /&gt;O perfume das flores...&lt;br /&gt;Se faz sentir em mim.&lt;br /&gt;Quero te embriagar,&lt;br /&gt;em meu néctar...&lt;br /&gt;Néctar que flui&lt;br /&gt;de minhas entranhas.&lt;br /&gt;Nesta noite quero ser sua.&lt;br /&gt;Sentir teu corpo ao meu.&lt;br /&gt;Sugar teus desejos...&lt;br /&gt;Saciar tuas fantasias.&lt;br /&gt;Loucas fantasias...&lt;br /&gt;Seu beijos famintos&lt;br /&gt;a me dizerem,&lt;br /&gt;"Te quero possuir...&lt;br /&gt;Vem para mim..."&lt;br /&gt;A entrega será total...&lt;br /&gt;Fatal, entre gozos...&lt;br /&gt;O Clímax será atingido&lt;br /&gt;entre orgasmos saciados.&lt;br /&gt;Quero beber de seu mel.&lt;br /&gt;Em molhados beijos...&lt;br /&gt;Quero lamber sua pele...&lt;br /&gt;Arrepiar suas vontades.&lt;br /&gt;Quero acariciar seu sexo.&lt;br /&gt;Massageando seu ego...&lt;br /&gt;Até que exploda de tesão.&lt;br /&gt;Na minha boca...&lt;br /&gt;Nos meus seios.&lt;br /&gt;Em minhas mãos&lt;br /&gt;quero te fazer sentir.&lt;br /&gt;O que realmente importa,&lt;br /&gt;quando se entrega a uma mulher...&lt;br /&gt;Mulher de verdade,&lt;br /&gt;esta que é tua.&lt;br /&gt;Em frente a você.&lt;br /&gt;Totalmente nua...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-8446507847942817170?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/8446507847942817170/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/insaciavel-desejo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/8446507847942817170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/8446507847942817170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/insaciavel-desejo.html' title='Insaciável desejo'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/TAAJQQGdOBI/AAAAAAAAAh4/dGDNEszw7j4/s72-c/232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-2664055355053715774</id><published>2010-05-28T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T11:25:23.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No calor de seu abraço</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/TAAJFpOuspI/AAAAAAAAAhw/9fQsUM-4iug/s1600/231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476387139454153362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/TAAJFpOuspI/AAAAAAAAAhw/9fQsUM-4iug/s400/231.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No calor de seu abraço&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teu corpo possui a magia.&lt;br /&gt;Me traz aconchego, amor... Energia&lt;br /&gt;Esqueço das horas... Do tempo e espaço.&lt;br /&gt;Quando me entrego ao teu abraço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu e você, neste horizonte.&lt;br /&gt;Onde tudo é perfeito e emoção.&lt;br /&gt;Te ter como amado e amante.&lt;br /&gt;E te carregar dentro de meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu prazer é teu prazer.&lt;br /&gt;Nossos corpos se unem e se amam.&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez quero mais me entreter.&lt;br /&gt;Em tuas carícias, volúpias que nos chamam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te beijar perdidamente.&lt;br /&gt;Te amar bem docemente.&lt;br /&gt;Me entregar profundamente.&lt;br /&gt;A você eternamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com minha paixão vou te incendiar.&lt;br /&gt;Com teu fogo quero me queimar.&lt;br /&gt;E assim nos amaremos noite adentro,&lt;br /&gt;Entre estrelas e luar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com você...&lt;br /&gt;Em você...&lt;br /&gt;Apaixonadamente...&lt;br /&gt;Entregue totalmente...&lt;br /&gt;No calor do seu abraço!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-2664055355053715774?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/2664055355053715774/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-calor-de-seu-abraco.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/2664055355053715774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/2664055355053715774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-calor-de-seu-abraco.html' title='No calor de seu abraço'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/TAAJFpOuspI/AAAAAAAAAhw/9fQsUM-4iug/s72-c/231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-5242810395301618440</id><published>2010-05-04T06:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T06:23:24.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando o amor se revela</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AfGgQZGZI/AAAAAAAAAho/BAizIegfBsU/s1600/228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467404144226146706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AfGgQZGZI/AAAAAAAAAho/BAizIegfBsU/s400/228.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Quando o amor se revela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explode... Ilumina... Faz perceber.&lt;br /&gt;Quando o amor se revela...&lt;br /&gt;Faz a vida renascer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A alma se faz intensa.&lt;br /&gt;Em palavras, poemas e ações.&lt;br /&gt;O corpo toma forma, e clareza.&lt;br /&gt;Surgem sentimentos novas e emoções.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor quando é puro.&lt;br /&gt;É sincero... É seguro.&lt;br /&gt;Remédio contra o mal.&lt;br /&gt;Nada existe de melhor ou igual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De muitas maneiras,&lt;br /&gt;o amor se aparece.&lt;br /&gt;No olhar...&lt;br /&gt;No sorriso...&lt;br /&gt;Na paquera. Enobrece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caminha nas nuvens quem o sente.&lt;br /&gt;O corpo fica leve...&lt;br /&gt;A expressão não mente.&lt;br /&gt;O pensar se torna poesia.&lt;br /&gt;E no rosto se faz somente alegria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A felicidade se torna contagiosa.&lt;br /&gt;basta olhar quem ama...&lt;br /&gt;O sorriso se torna um sinal.&lt;br /&gt;A cordialidade se faz real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E assim quem ama flutua.&lt;br /&gt;No céu, nas estrelas... No universo.&lt;br /&gt;Faz de tudo seu suave cantar.&lt;br /&gt;E vive para tão somente amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-5242810395301618440?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/5242810395301618440/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/quando-o-amor-se-revela.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/5242810395301618440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/5242810395301618440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/quando-o-amor-se-revela.html' title='Quando o amor se revela'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AfGgQZGZI/AAAAAAAAAho/BAizIegfBsU/s72-c/228.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-209613740656430692</id><published>2010-05-04T06:19:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T06:23:07.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Traição!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-Ae-DyBKSI/AAAAAAAAAhg/NVLEy2mry88/s1600/227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467403999143602466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-Ae-DyBKSI/AAAAAAAAAhg/NVLEy2mry88/s400/227.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Traição!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual faca de dois gumes&lt;br /&gt;que penetra a alma e o coração.&lt;br /&gt;Assim é a dor de uma traição.&lt;br /&gt;Que se instala nos sentimentos.&lt;br /&gt;Vindo a tona total tormento.&lt;br /&gt;Não existem lágrimas que conseguem&lt;br /&gt;fazer emergir este desgosto.&lt;br /&gt;Não existe desespero que consiga&lt;br /&gt;diminuir o sofrimento...&lt;br /&gt;Os olhos não conseguem encarar,&lt;br /&gt;a rejeição... A ofensa de uma traição.&lt;br /&gt;É como se o orgulho fosse pisoteado.&lt;br /&gt;O querer totalmente machucado.&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente por outro alguém...&lt;br /&gt;A quem a gente tanto queria bem.&lt;br /&gt;Todos os dedos do mundo te acusam.&lt;br /&gt;Como se você fosse o culpado.&lt;br /&gt;Você é o errado...&lt;br /&gt;Por não conseguir&lt;br /&gt;manter o amado ao seu lado.&lt;br /&gt;O caos acontece...&lt;br /&gt;Quando você já não se reconhece.&lt;br /&gt;Seria melhor ser a outra.&lt;br /&gt;Fazer o que fizeram com você...&lt;br /&gt;O desejo de vingança é constante.&lt;br /&gt;Assim divaga um coração errante.&lt;br /&gt;Errante em não se perdoar...&lt;br /&gt;Em uma vida, dedicada para amar.&lt;br /&gt;É difícil, mas não impossível esquecer.&lt;br /&gt;Depois de uma traição...&lt;br /&gt;Siga em frente e delete o traidor&lt;br /&gt;de seu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-209613740656430692?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/209613740656430692/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/traicao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/209613740656430692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/209613740656430692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/traicao.html' title='Traição!'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-Ae-DyBKSI/AAAAAAAAAhg/NVLEy2mry88/s72-c/227.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-4520997078428796134</id><published>2010-05-04T06:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T06:22:45.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Somos um só</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-Ae2cf5wXI/AAAAAAAAAhY/aX6dd2Gm2HA/s1600/226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467403868339552626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-Ae2cf5wXI/AAAAAAAAAhY/aX6dd2Gm2HA/s400/226.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somos um só&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando dizemos sim um ao outro.&lt;br /&gt;Quando fazemos as vontades um do outro.&lt;br /&gt;Somos um só...&lt;br /&gt;Quando em pensamento adivinhamos,&lt;br /&gt;o que mais gostamos...&lt;br /&gt;Quando na cama abrindo nossas almas&lt;br /&gt;e nossos corpos nos entregamos.&lt;br /&gt;Somos um só, quando o desejo nos leva ao êxtase.&lt;br /&gt;Quando nos completamos.&lt;br /&gt;Somos um só...&lt;br /&gt;Neste querer tão louco...&lt;br /&gt;Onde a paixão nos consome... Pouco a pouco.&lt;br /&gt;Onde o fogo do tesão nos revela...&lt;br /&gt;Que somos um só... Neste amor coerente.&lt;br /&gt;Comportado ou indecente.&lt;br /&gt;Quando nossos órgãos tão latentes...&lt;br /&gt;Pele a pele... se completam e se fundem...&lt;br /&gt;Assim tão suaves e tão quentes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-4520997078428796134?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/4520997078428796134/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/somos-um-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4520997078428796134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4520997078428796134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/somos-um-so.html' title='Somos um só'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-Ae2cf5wXI/AAAAAAAAAhY/aX6dd2Gm2HA/s72-c/226.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-2485675061326021097</id><published>2010-05-04T06:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T06:22:37.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Se...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-Aeq9KGgTI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/2FMlqWgzgW8/s1600/225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467403670948053298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-Aeq9KGgTI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/2FMlqWgzgW8/s400/225.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou sua amada por você isso que importa...&lt;br /&gt;A beleza de existir se faz com tua presença.&lt;br /&gt;Teus olhos vislumbrar e faz nascer...&lt;br /&gt;Um sorriso... Um brilho de olhar...&lt;br /&gt;Flor de beleza estelar...&lt;br /&gt;Só existem todas as coisas, porque você existe.&lt;br /&gt;Só irradia o sol, só brilha a lua...&lt;br /&gt;Pela sua existência.&lt;br /&gt;Te encho de fantasias...&lt;br /&gt;Porque você é a fantasia de meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;Te amo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-2485675061326021097?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/2485675061326021097/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/se.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/2485675061326021097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/2485675061326021097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/se.html' title='Se...'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-Aeq9KGgTI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/2FMlqWgzgW8/s72-c/225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-7850908950301929126</id><published>2010-05-04T06:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T06:22:29.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saberás o quanto te quero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-Aeb2p6SBI/AAAAAAAAAhI/yNjYKCVt-QI/s1600/224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467403411504384018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-Aeb2p6SBI/AAAAAAAAAhI/yNjYKCVt-QI/s400/224.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saberás o quanto te quero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonho, em estar com você.&lt;br /&gt;Todos os dias, todas as horas.&lt;br /&gt;Contigo dormir e acordar, juntinhos.&lt;br /&gt;Ver a vida seguir em seus caminhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fico esperando você me ligar.&lt;br /&gt;Com você quero sair, namorar.&lt;br /&gt;Vamos fugir do mundo para qualquer lugar.&lt;br /&gt;Quero estar com você... Viajar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teu sorriso quero fotografar.&lt;br /&gt;Teu olhar na imaginação guardar.&lt;br /&gt;Tua boca, teu cheiro, teu calor.&lt;br /&gt;Quero sentir, tudo com muito amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantasio nossos encontros, ao luar.&lt;br /&gt;Nas manhãs ou no entardecer,&lt;br /&gt;quero você a todo momento para amar.&lt;br /&gt;E quando surgir a primeira estrela, no anoitecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero estar pronta para ser só sua.&lt;br /&gt;Ver em minha frente sua imagem querida.&lt;br /&gt;Ouvir sua voz, sob a luz da lua.&lt;br /&gt;Em seu abraço, ser acolhida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fazer amor... Com você...&lt;br /&gt;Por toda minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;Por isto e muito mais te espero...&lt;br /&gt;Para que saibas o quanto te quero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-7850908950301929126?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/7850908950301929126/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/saberas-o-quanto-te-quero.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/7850908950301929126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/7850908950301929126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/saberas-o-quanto-te-quero.html' title='Saberás o quanto te quero'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-Aeb2p6SBI/AAAAAAAAAhI/yNjYKCVt-QI/s72-c/224.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-4490626272746734543</id><published>2010-05-04T06:16:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T06:22:18.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quem eu sou?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AeS22IqGI/AAAAAAAAAhA/DS7xkyClvw8/s1600/223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467403256936835170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AeS22IqGI/AAAAAAAAAhA/DS7xkyClvw8/s400/223.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quem eu sou?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero estar ao seu lado...&lt;br /&gt;Te abraçar, e me envolver em teus braços.&lt;br /&gt;Te dizer quem você é... Quem sou...&lt;br /&gt;Somos o céu... O Luar...&lt;br /&gt;O Sol... As estrelas...&lt;br /&gt;Somos o infinito neste nosso amar.&lt;br /&gt;Somos a felicidade... A realidade...&lt;br /&gt;A busca e o encontro do mundo em nós dois.&lt;br /&gt;Somos... O antes e o depois.&lt;br /&gt;Você é meu SOU... O meu tudo.&lt;br /&gt;Quero estar com você e em você a todo segundo.&lt;br /&gt;Te dar muito amor...&lt;br /&gt;Porque você já SOU EU e Eu já sou você.&lt;br /&gt;Neste universo... Ou onde for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-4490626272746734543?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/4490626272746734543/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/quem-eu-sou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4490626272746734543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4490626272746734543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/quem-eu-sou.html' title='Quem eu sou?'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AeS22IqGI/AAAAAAAAAhA/DS7xkyClvw8/s72-c/223.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-4460498035245677526</id><published>2010-05-04T06:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T06:22:08.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AeJ28WQ7I/AAAAAAAAAg4/K0GMmpeXbM0/s1600/222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467403102344070066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AeJ28WQ7I/AAAAAAAAAg4/K0GMmpeXbM0/s400/222.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando te beijo o céu se transforma...&lt;br /&gt;As nuvens desenham castelos, flores e pássaros.&lt;br /&gt;Quando te beijo o universo interage...&lt;br /&gt;Você é o Sol eu sou a Lua.&lt;br /&gt;Quando te beijo a terra estremece.&lt;br /&gt;E neste momento, tudo acontece.&lt;br /&gt;Somos o mar... Somos o infinito.&lt;br /&gt;Nosso amor, é da criação...&lt;br /&gt;O sentimento mais bonito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-4460498035245677526?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/4460498035245677526/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/quando.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4460498035245677526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4460498035245677526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/quando.html' title='Quando...'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AeJ28WQ7I/AAAAAAAAAg4/K0GMmpeXbM0/s72-c/222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-382983036275550965</id><published>2010-05-04T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T06:21:32.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pareço uma menina</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AeBA7EDcI/AAAAAAAAAgw/Jh06dSo8Jiw/s1600/221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467402950404214210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AeBA7EDcI/AAAAAAAAAgw/Jh06dSo8Jiw/s400/221.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pareço uma menina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando você me olha&lt;br /&gt;deixo vir a tona a menina.&lt;br /&gt;Que existe dentro de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Somente você tem o poder.&lt;br /&gt;De me fazer sentir assim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando estou ao seu lado.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo é mais perfeito.&lt;br /&gt;O mundo fica menos complicado.&lt;br /&gt;Quando deito em seu peito.&lt;br /&gt;Sou mulher adulta.&lt;br /&gt;Mas só você faz renascer,&lt;br /&gt;em mim a menina oculta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você me completa,&lt;br /&gt;em tudo que sou...&lt;br /&gt;Com você, por você,&lt;br /&gt;jamais sozinha estou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida me deu você...&lt;br /&gt;Sou mulher adulta&lt;br /&gt;Mas só você faz renascer,&lt;br /&gt;em mim a menina oculta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando você chega.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto imensa alegria.&lt;br /&gt;Não existe a tristeza.&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes a gente briga.&lt;br /&gt;Mas o que é ruim passa logo.&lt;br /&gt;A gente deleta... Desliga.&lt;br /&gt;porque a gente se ama.&lt;br /&gt;E como casal...&lt;br /&gt;Resolvemos tudo na cama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-382983036275550965?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/382983036275550965/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/pareco-uma-menina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/382983036275550965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/382983036275550965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/pareco-uma-menina.html' title='Pareço uma menina'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AeBA7EDcI/AAAAAAAAAgw/Jh06dSo8Jiw/s72-c/221.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-4846820027830567632</id><published>2010-05-04T06:10:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T06:15:31.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O que fazer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-Ac5brqC0I/AAAAAAAAAgo/4FkKCC1BPvg/s1600/220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467401720636771138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-Ac5brqC0I/AAAAAAAAAgo/4FkKCC1BPvg/s400/220.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que fazer?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha vida segue adiante... Neste destino...&lt;br /&gt;Que me foi imposto pelo tempo e pelo espaço...&lt;br /&gt;Sigo... Na incerteza do dia-a-dia...&lt;br /&gt;Não paro... Não me importa o cansaço...&lt;br /&gt;Escrevo minha sina... Na poesia.&lt;br /&gt;Amanheço vida... Durmo a morte... Nesta utopia.&lt;br /&gt;Se acordar amanhã o que fazer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-4846820027830567632?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/4846820027830567632/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/o-que-fazer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4846820027830567632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4846820027830567632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/o-que-fazer.html' title='O que fazer?'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-Ac5brqC0I/AAAAAAAAAgo/4FkKCC1BPvg/s72-c/220.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-9129385118965930378</id><published>2010-05-04T06:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T06:15:17.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nunca Senti Nada Assim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-Acuep3ChI/AAAAAAAAAgg/9ke1Mwrf8fQ/s1600/219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467401532455979538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-Acuep3ChI/AAAAAAAAAgg/9ke1Mwrf8fQ/s400/219.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nunca Senti Nada Assim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflito no passado.&lt;br /&gt;Tento me lembrar se já senti algo assim.&lt;br /&gt;Chego a conclusão que nunca...&lt;br /&gt;Nunca senti nada igual dentro de mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A saudade reclama a presença.&lt;br /&gt;quando ao meu lado não te vejo.&lt;br /&gt;É quando mais agita a lembrança.&lt;br /&gt;E meu corpo arde em desejo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um sentimento de prazer,&lt;br /&gt;me invade quando penso em te querer...&lt;br /&gt;Paixão que explode em te ver.&lt;br /&gt;No corpo... A vontade plena de ceder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto ciúmes de sua vida sem mim.&lt;br /&gt;Gostaria que a distância tivesse fim.&lt;br /&gt;É terrível a angústia de tua ausência.&lt;br /&gt;É quando para a solidão, peço clemência.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentir teu amor em carinhos me afagar.&lt;br /&gt;Tua pele junto a minha, vibramos em amar.&lt;br /&gt;Te ouço ao meu ouvido sussurrar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É quando nossa entrega explora toda paixão.&lt;br /&gt;Te amo...&lt;br /&gt;Nunca senti nada assim em meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-9129385118965930378?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/9129385118965930378/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/nunca-senti-nada-assim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/9129385118965930378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/9129385118965930378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/nunca-senti-nada-assim.html' title='Nunca Senti Nada Assim'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-Acuep3ChI/AAAAAAAAAgg/9ke1Mwrf8fQ/s72-c/219.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-7844318540424035749</id><published>2010-05-04T06:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T06:15:07.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No colo da noite te espero</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AclSmIn1I/AAAAAAAAAgY/RZtxLE7UsPc/s1600/218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467401374600306514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AclSmIn1I/AAAAAAAAAgY/RZtxLE7UsPc/s400/218.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No colo da noite te espero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje te espero, para seguir nosso caminho. Mesmo que o cansaço chegue, e a espera seja longa, intensa... Me sinto pequena, diante deste amor... Diante de você. Nesta vida, já muito sofri... Muito ganhei... E muito perdi. Não sei se já amei de verdade antes de te conhecer. Esta é a minha verdade... Você é meu bem querer. O tempo que passa não volta mais, às vezes sinto não poder ficar mais tempo com você. Me dedicar mais aos seus caprichos... Te fazer companhia em suas noites solitárias. Quantas loucuras fizemos, não me arrependo de nenhuma. Viveria outras vidas mais, quantas fossem preciso para sempre estar junto com você. O passado não importa jamais, quero só viver o presente... Juntinho de você... Quero você em minha vida... Sempre. Vamos fazer dos dias... Nossos dias de felicidades. Buscar a alegria, realizar nossas fantasias. Nunca pensar no que será... Somente nosso amor valerá.&lt;br /&gt;O amanhã não existe... O passado já se foi. Vamos viver o hoje, o presente... Que os céu nos preparou. Você me inspira a poesia, a paixão... O SER Mulher. Desperta a menina... Que quer porque quer... Ser feliz. Com você... Venha, vamos trilhar nossos caminhos... Percorrer a estrada da paixão, de mãos dadas... Saborear cada instante, cada momento. Pois quando a noite chegar... Nos receberá em seu manto... Em seu acalanto para que possamos infinitamente nos amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-7844318540424035749?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/7844318540424035749/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-colo-da-noite-te-espero.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/7844318540424035749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/7844318540424035749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-colo-da-noite-te-espero.html' title='No colo da noite te espero'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AclSmIn1I/AAAAAAAAAgY/RZtxLE7UsPc/s72-c/218.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-8679387776098499208</id><published>2010-05-04T06:08:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T06:14:57.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Felina Insaciável...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-Accr4-hTI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/MuW3F0flzL4/s1600/217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467401226771399986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-Accr4-hTI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/MuW3F0flzL4/s400/217.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Felina Insaciável...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou insaciável de amor e paixão.&lt;br /&gt;Me vire de costas, me abraça... Me enche de tesão.&lt;br /&gt;Me domina... Te domino... Em busca do prazer.&lt;br /&gt;Nos encontramos em delírios, em gemidos em nos ter.&lt;br /&gt;Te arranho... Te provoco... Te coloco em perigo.&lt;br /&gt;Te acolho quando me penetras. Sou teu abrigo.&lt;br /&gt;Nos completamos, somos caça e caçador.&lt;br /&gt;Neste jogo, vale tudo...&lt;br /&gt;Vale por amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-8679387776098499208?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/8679387776098499208/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/felina-insaciavel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/8679387776098499208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/8679387776098499208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/felina-insaciavel.html' title='Felina Insaciável...'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-Accr4-hTI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/MuW3F0flzL4/s72-c/217.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-5914793383231979657</id><published>2010-05-04T06:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T06:14:44.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Explodir de amor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AcTRBBPGI/AAAAAAAAAgI/n0eiR-SbOMs/s1600/216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467401064938552418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AcTRBBPGI/AAAAAAAAAgI/n0eiR-SbOMs/s400/216.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Explodir de amor...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando olhei em teus olhos,&lt;br /&gt;senti uma chama me queimar, chama da paixão.&lt;br /&gt;Suas mãos me conduzem a lugares seguros.&lt;br /&gt;Amo estar junto com você.&lt;br /&gt;Você é a faísca que acende meu querer.&lt;br /&gt;Seus raios penetram em minha alma.&lt;br /&gt;Faz explodir meu coração...&lt;br /&gt;Me atiça e me acalma. Louca paixão.&lt;br /&gt;E assim ficamos conectados um ao outro.&lt;br /&gt;Seguindo pelas trilhas e pelo brilho do amor...&lt;br /&gt;Eterno, perfeito e só nosso sentimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-5914793383231979657?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/5914793383231979657/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/explodir-de-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/5914793383231979657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/5914793383231979657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/explodir-de-amor.html' title='Explodir de amor...'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AcTRBBPGI/AAAAAAAAAgI/n0eiR-SbOMs/s72-c/216.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-1871156600952224310</id><published>2010-05-04T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T06:14:33.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu estou apaixonada por você</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AcHcRVlqI/AAAAAAAAAgA/xe4rrrcGQOc/s1600/215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467400861801354914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AcHcRVlqI/AAAAAAAAAgA/xe4rrrcGQOc/s400/215.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu estou apaixonada por você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O tempo passa rapidamente.&lt;br /&gt;O agito do dia-a-dia, me faz parar para pensar.&lt;br /&gt;Nos momentos que passamos juntos,&lt;br /&gt;doces momentos, gostosos de relembrar.&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou infinitamente apaixonada por você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É preciso propagar este amor,&lt;br /&gt;cantar aos ares, gritar aos céus, sussurrar ao vento.&lt;br /&gt;Este amor é tudo para mim...&lt;br /&gt;Coloco minha vida neste sentimento.&lt;br /&gt;É o que existe de melhor enfim.&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou perdidamente apaixonada por você.&lt;br /&gt;Não consigo ficar longe de seus carinhos.&lt;br /&gt;Sua voz... Seu olhar... Seus beijinhos.&lt;br /&gt;Suas palavras estão gravadas em minha pele.&lt;br /&gt;Já não fico sem você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conto os minutos e os instantes.&lt;br /&gt;Para ver você chegar... Ganhar um abraço um beijo.&lt;br /&gt;É tudo o que mais desejo...&lt;br /&gt;Me declarar e dizer, estou apaixonada por Você.&lt;br /&gt;Sem ti não consigo mais viver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-1871156600952224310?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/1871156600952224310/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/eu-estou-apaixonada-por-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/1871156600952224310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/1871156600952224310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/eu-estou-apaixonada-por-voce.html' title='Eu estou apaixonada por você'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AcHcRVlqI/AAAAAAAAAgA/xe4rrrcGQOc/s72-c/215.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-2157467044291130556</id><published>2010-05-04T04:48:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T06:14:22.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caso Virtual...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AJtncBDlI/AAAAAAAAAf4/PxdqHX1KLjs/s1600/214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467380626913037906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AJtncBDlI/AAAAAAAAAf4/PxdqHX1KLjs/s400/214.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caso Virtual...&lt;br /&gt;É só uma questão de vício?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É muito simples se apaixonar...&lt;br /&gt;Principalmente quando:&lt;br /&gt;não se vê os olhos com quem se fala...&lt;br /&gt;As teclas batem soltas pelo tempo...&lt;br /&gt;E as palavras voam como o vento...&lt;br /&gt;É comum um homem e uma mulher se encontrar...&lt;br /&gt;Nas salas de bate-bapo, nos jogos de hotéis online.&lt;br /&gt;E cada um acredita no que o outro diz...&lt;br /&gt;Não importa se é verdade, importa o fazer "feliz".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É "feliz" quem somente a esta vida se entrega?.&lt;br /&gt;Vida de prazeres virtuais.&lt;br /&gt;Fazer amigos, ou encontrar um amor pela internet é louvável... Quando se trata de um relacionamento saudável.&lt;br /&gt;Seria apenas mais um caminho a conexão,&lt;br /&gt;quando se tem uma real intenção.&lt;br /&gt;Mas infelizmente a maioria não é bem assim.&lt;br /&gt;Garotas se entregam a relacionamentos virtuais.&lt;br /&gt;Sem se importarem por estarem destruindo a vida de casais.&lt;br /&gt;Um homem, encontra uma mulher disponível e linda.&lt;br /&gt;E esquece suas responsabilidades no lar.&lt;br /&gt;Deixa esposa, filhos passarem necessidades...&lt;br /&gt;Por alguém que encontrou na virtualidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passa a ser vício, quando não se tem o controle.&lt;br /&gt;Quando para sua satisfação, faz outros sofrerem.&lt;br /&gt;E se dizem os menos culpados... Pois é difícil entenderem.&lt;br /&gt;Que a verdadeira felicidade não se completa em segundos.&lt;br /&gt;O que ocorre é uma falsa realidade.&lt;br /&gt;O individuo pensa que pode ir além...&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto se afunda em um mundo,&lt;br /&gt;como um qualquer... Um ninguém.&lt;br /&gt;Geralmente são homens casados que procuram este intento.&lt;br /&gt;Para fugirem da realidade de seu casamento.&lt;br /&gt;Pois, é mais fácil não enfrentar a realidade.&lt;br /&gt;E ficar "jogando" com vidas em crueldade.&lt;br /&gt;Vidas que geralmente são... Esposas... Filhos...&lt;br /&gt;Estes sofrem quando o pai se entrega.&lt;br /&gt;Aos vícios da paixão e jogos na internet,&lt;br /&gt;e a sua família renega...&lt;br /&gt;E ficam perdendo tempo neste mundo virtual.&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto o futuro de seus filhos...&lt;br /&gt;Se se desmancha, evapora no real...&lt;br /&gt;Para estes deixo aqui minha prece.&lt;br /&gt;"Senhor, desperte nestes homens a razão.&lt;br /&gt;Para que não se envolvam em falsa emoção...&lt;br /&gt;E destruam suas vidas&lt;br /&gt;e as vidas de quem surgiu de seu real coração...&lt;br /&gt;Senhor, desperte nestes homens a razão".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-2157467044291130556?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/2157467044291130556/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/caso-virtual.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/2157467044291130556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/2157467044291130556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/caso-virtual.html' title='Caso Virtual...'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AJtncBDlI/AAAAAAAAAf4/PxdqHX1KLjs/s72-c/214.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-5890918775131069487</id><published>2010-05-04T04:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T06:14:10.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bom saber...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AJkP7cjXI/AAAAAAAAAfw/6fMlvDCb1rc/s1600/213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467380465983589746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AJkP7cjXI/AAAAAAAAAfw/6fMlvDCb1rc/s400/213.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bom saber...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É fácil ser feliz e espalhar a felicidade...&lt;br /&gt;Sorrir, amar... Desejar a todos um bom dia de verdade.&lt;br /&gt;É muito importante, respeitar e ser respeitado.&lt;br /&gt;Viver neste mundo com quem a gente ama,&lt;br /&gt;sempre pertinho, ao nosso lado.&lt;br /&gt;E assim vamos espalhando, amor...&lt;br /&gt;Poesias no ar...&lt;br /&gt;Enchendo os corações de paz, seja onde for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-5890918775131069487?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/5890918775131069487/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/bom-saber.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/5890918775131069487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/5890918775131069487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/bom-saber.html' title='Bom saber...'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AJkP7cjXI/AAAAAAAAAfw/6fMlvDCb1rc/s72-c/213.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-7923403819820135113</id><published>2010-05-04T04:47:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T06:13:44.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amar Você</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AJaXDs__I/AAAAAAAAAfo/acr0mcHNyQA/s1600/212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467380296098578418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AJaXDs__I/AAAAAAAAAfo/acr0mcHNyQA/s400/212.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amar Você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As flores estão nascendo.&lt;br /&gt;É tempo de colheita, tempo de perfumes.&lt;br /&gt;Já não faz mais frio, é primavera.&lt;br /&gt;Em mim, o colorido transcende&lt;br /&gt;como no arco-íris e invade o céu.&lt;br /&gt;As ruas... Os amantes e enamorados.&lt;br /&gt;Ouço você, vou ao seu encontro.&lt;br /&gt;É o seu amor que espera por mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como é bom te amar.&lt;br /&gt;Sentir teu gosto... Em noites de luar.&lt;br /&gt;Em qualquer tempo ou estação.&lt;br /&gt;Você é meu bem querer.&lt;br /&gt;É teu meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-7923403819820135113?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/7923403819820135113/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/amar-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/7923403819820135113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/7923403819820135113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/amar-voce.html' title='Amar Você'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AJaXDs__I/AAAAAAAAAfo/acr0mcHNyQA/s72-c/212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-2383117508956069445</id><published>2010-05-04T04:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T06:13:29.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alma da Poesia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AJR9SLCwI/AAAAAAAAAfg/gAQgz8l8GuA/s1600/211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467380151740992258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AJR9SLCwI/AAAAAAAAAfg/gAQgz8l8GuA/s400/211.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alma da Poesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É pura, é suave é nostalgia.&lt;br /&gt;É paixão... É mistério é alegria.&lt;br /&gt;A alma da poesia.&lt;br /&gt;É sincera, é leal e verdadeira.&lt;br /&gt;É sempre a única... Derradeira.&lt;br /&gt;Quem possui na alma este dom.&lt;br /&gt;Tem nas letras, a melodia e o tom.&lt;br /&gt;Que envolve vidas e corações...&lt;br /&gt;Traz em si, do mundo as emoções.&lt;br /&gt;A alma da poesia.&lt;br /&gt;É o ser... Que convive no dia a dia.&lt;br /&gt;Com a beleza, de ser a própria natureza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-2383117508956069445?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/2383117508956069445/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/alma-da-poesia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/2383117508956069445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/2383117508956069445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/alma-da-poesia.html' title='Alma da Poesia'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AJR9SLCwI/AAAAAAAAAfg/gAQgz8l8GuA/s72-c/211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-7434855032878799158</id><published>2010-05-04T04:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T06:13:17.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aceitação</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AJH69O3qI/AAAAAAAAAfY/1Udz0HUxGRk/s1600/210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467379979317599906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AJH69O3qI/AAAAAAAAAfY/1Udz0HUxGRk/s400/210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aceitação&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superar tudo na vida, quando existe amor...&lt;br /&gt;Para que a existência seja um esplendor...&lt;br /&gt;Perdoar é sempre o mais importante...&lt;br /&gt;Para que o entendimento seja atuante...&lt;br /&gt;Viver sem ódio no coração,&lt;br /&gt;é o ideal para todos nós humanos,&lt;br /&gt;e transmitir a paz, o carinho sem enganos.&lt;br /&gt;Para que seja fortalecido a fé e o amor que existe.&lt;br /&gt;Dentro do ser amado, para que ele nunca se esqueça.&lt;br /&gt;Que seus sentimentos por ele, é grandioso...&lt;br /&gt;Supera obstáculos e não importa o que aconteça.&lt;br /&gt;Você o ama... Assim como ele te ama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-7434855032878799158?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/7434855032878799158/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/aceitacao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/7434855032878799158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/7434855032878799158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/aceitacao.html' title='Aceitação'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AJH69O3qI/AAAAAAAAAfY/1Udz0HUxGRk/s72-c/210.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-4228397563868701260</id><published>2010-05-04T04:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T06:12:39.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor de eternidade.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AI3l9UcyI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/W-mN4e2epvY/s1600/230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467379698802914082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AI3l9UcyI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/W-mN4e2epvY/s400/230.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor de eternidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amo você...&lt;br /&gt;Como o universo ama a natureza.&lt;br /&gt;Como o poeta ama suas letras.&lt;br /&gt;Como a alegria esta para a tristeza.&lt;br /&gt;Como a poesia ama os fatos.&lt;br /&gt;O romance, imediatos...&lt;br /&gt;Como um SER pode amar outro SER.&lt;br /&gt;Nosso amor transcende o limiar&lt;br /&gt;da paixão e da loucura.&lt;br /&gt;Faz lembrar personagens apaixonados.&lt;br /&gt;Românticos e desesperados.&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor...&lt;br /&gt;Desperta a vontade de te possuir.&lt;br /&gt;Ter sua vida e seu amor...&lt;br /&gt;Somente para sentir.&lt;br /&gt;Todas as emoções...&lt;br /&gt;Atinge sentimentos,&lt;br /&gt;além de todas as razões...&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor por você...&lt;br /&gt;Não termina neste mundo.&lt;br /&gt;Segue além...&lt;br /&gt;Por isto devemos senti-lo&lt;br /&gt;a cada segundo...&lt;br /&gt;E desfrutar do que ele nos proporciona de melhor.&lt;br /&gt;A Vida que nos une...&lt;br /&gt;Para que nossa história seja imune.&lt;br /&gt;De vis fraquezas e possua somente&lt;br /&gt;a GRANDEZA... De existir.&lt;br /&gt;E além poder seguir...&lt;br /&gt;Neste amor... Infinito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-4228397563868701260?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/4228397563868701260/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/amor-de-eternidade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4228397563868701260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4228397563868701260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/amor-de-eternidade.html' title='Amor de eternidade.'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AI3l9UcyI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/W-mN4e2epvY/s72-c/230.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-8580282781627990188</id><published>2010-05-04T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T06:12:27.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando digo que te amo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AIqA6WBaI/AAAAAAAAAfI/mahFie2kfNc/s1600/229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467379465520022946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AIqA6WBaI/AAAAAAAAAfI/mahFie2kfNc/s400/229.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando digo que te amo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhe para mim...&lt;br /&gt;Meu corpo, meus olhos,&lt;br /&gt;meus sentimentos...&lt;br /&gt;Tudo em mim diz o quanto te amo.&lt;br /&gt;Na poesia, deixo fluir...&lt;br /&gt;Meu mundo, minha paixão&lt;br /&gt;para que você possa sentir...&lt;br /&gt;Meu desejo, minha vontade.&lt;br /&gt;De ter você sempre ao meu lado.&lt;br /&gt;Queria ser tudo ao seu redor.&lt;br /&gt;A música que você ouve no trabalho.&lt;br /&gt;As palavras que surgem a sua frente.&lt;br /&gt;Quando pelas ruas caminhas indiferente.&lt;br /&gt;Queria ser as cores do teu dia.&lt;br /&gt;Para te encher de alegria...&lt;br /&gt;Em um instante...&lt;br /&gt;Ou quem sabe eternamente.&lt;br /&gt;Colorir tua vida e tua alma.&lt;br /&gt;E assim, na magia do amor...&lt;br /&gt;Queria ser da rosa o botão em flor.&lt;br /&gt;O poema, nunca antes escrito.&lt;br /&gt;Para você saber que:&lt;br /&gt;Quando digo que te amo...&lt;br /&gt;O mundo todo&lt;br /&gt;passa a ter um novo sentido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-8580282781627990188?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/8580282781627990188/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/quando-digo-que-te-amo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/8580282781627990188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/8580282781627990188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/05/quando-digo-que-te-amo.html' title='Quando digo que te amo'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S-AIqA6WBaI/AAAAAAAAAfI/mahFie2kfNc/s72-c/229.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-7409601294211048105</id><published>2010-04-22T07:14:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T07:17:29.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Amor É Mais</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BZ8sUWKDI/AAAAAAAAAfA/8a5AaeT8Ybg/s1600/209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462965247223932978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BZ8sUWKDI/AAAAAAAAAfA/8a5AaeT8Ybg/s400/209.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Amor É Mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabemos o que é o amor,&lt;br /&gt;é aquele sentimento que nos envolve.&lt;br /&gt;Nos acolhe...&lt;br /&gt;Nos mostra o caminho da luz...&lt;br /&gt;Onde tudo é perfeito...&lt;br /&gt;E para a paz ele conduz.&lt;br /&gt;É o que sinto por você.&lt;br /&gt;E é o que você sente por mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosso amor é a força&lt;br /&gt;de nossos corações.&lt;br /&gt;Quando se encontram,&lt;br /&gt;explodem em emoções.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O verdadeiro amor, a tudo resiste.&lt;br /&gt;Em nada se abala... Ele vive.&lt;br /&gt;Na alegria, ou quando esta triste.&lt;br /&gt;Mas a tudo supera,&lt;br /&gt;pois em nossos corações&lt;br /&gt;o amor impera...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosso amor é aconchego,&lt;br /&gt;sobrevive a distância...&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo longe, quando estamos um do outro.&lt;br /&gt;Em pensamento, vamos de encontro.&lt;br /&gt;Um ao outro... Sempre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você é tudo o que procurei,&lt;br /&gt;em sonho, real fantasia.&lt;br /&gt;Este amor é o que sempre esperei&lt;br /&gt;E finalmente em teus braços encontrei.&lt;br /&gt;Paz, alegria no dia a dia.&lt;br /&gt;Creia...&lt;br /&gt;Amar como te amo...&lt;br /&gt;Só uma vez na vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosso amor é o alimento que em chama.&lt;br /&gt;Da luz eternal espalha o fogo...&lt;br /&gt;Propaga, aquece e acalma.&lt;br /&gt;Envolve muito sentimento.&lt;br /&gt;Paixão... Em brisa ou como o vento.&lt;br /&gt;Calmaria, ou em total tormento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosso amor é grandioso,&lt;br /&gt;mesmo em pensamento.&lt;br /&gt;Quando sinto que te quero...&lt;br /&gt;Tua presença se faz em mim,&lt;br /&gt;amor tão puro e verdadeiro,&lt;br /&gt;jamais terá um fim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-7409601294211048105?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/7409601294211048105/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/o-amor-e-mais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/7409601294211048105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/7409601294211048105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/o-amor-e-mais.html' title='O Amor É Mais'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BZ8sUWKDI/AAAAAAAAAfA/8a5AaeT8Ybg/s72-c/209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-8644013360148602794</id><published>2010-04-22T07:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T07:17:19.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu Vou Sempre Amar Você</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BZzcwYIFI/AAAAAAAAAe4/qFiSpjdhYLE/s1600/208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462965088427712594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BZzcwYIFI/AAAAAAAAAe4/qFiSpjdhYLE/s400/208.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu Vou Sempre Amar Você&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fico um longo tempo a meditar,&lt;br /&gt;neste amor, que surgiu em minha vida...&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, descobri o que é o amar.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto o quanto, por você eu sou querida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em seus braços sinto muita paz.&lt;br /&gt;Você nem pode imaginar,&lt;br /&gt;Você em tudo me satisfaz...&lt;br /&gt;Como é gostoso poder te abraçar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu te quero e te preciso,&lt;br /&gt;e cada dia que passa posso sentir.&lt;br /&gt;Este imenso desejo em teu lindo sorriso.&lt;br /&gt;Quando me entrego, e ao te possuir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosso amor, é forte... É real.&lt;br /&gt;Você é o amor que sempre sonhei.&lt;br /&gt;Nossa paixão, é sincera é leal.&lt;br /&gt;Você tudo o que sempre procurei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor, hoje o dia esta perfeito.&lt;br /&gt;Me abrace, me aperte em teu peito.&lt;br /&gt;Vamos ficar juntinhos até o amanhecer.&lt;br /&gt;Neste carinho, difícil de esquecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você é minha luz na escuridão.&lt;br /&gt;Seu olhar me mostra sempre o caminho.&lt;br /&gt;Vem se envolva em minha paixão...&lt;br /&gt;Fique comigo, neste carinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-8644013360148602794?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/8644013360148602794/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/eu-vou-sempre-amar-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/8644013360148602794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/8644013360148602794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/eu-vou-sempre-amar-voce.html' title='Eu Vou Sempre Amar Você'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BZzcwYIFI/AAAAAAAAAe4/qFiSpjdhYLE/s72-c/208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-8710293263463763228</id><published>2010-04-22T07:13:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T07:17:10.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor Sem Limite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BZrM3-8kI/AAAAAAAAAew/1pPaoAZlIvM/s1600/207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462964946725696066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BZrM3-8kI/AAAAAAAAAew/1pPaoAZlIvM/s400/207.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor Sem Limite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amo e te preciso.&lt;br /&gt;Como o ar que respiro...&lt;br /&gt;Nunca imaginei&lt;br /&gt;que seria possível&lt;br /&gt;Um dia amar assim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosso amor será eterno,&lt;br /&gt;Quando me lembro de nosso ontem,&lt;br /&gt;quando nossos olhares...&lt;br /&gt;Acusavam profundo desejo,&lt;br /&gt;surge uma vontade louca&lt;br /&gt;de ficarmos juntos.&lt;br /&gt;Desejo sem fim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A saudade quando estou longe&lt;br /&gt;de você é intensa.&lt;br /&gt;Esqueço que existo...&lt;br /&gt;Mas, me lembro de você&lt;br /&gt;a todo instante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosso amor é forte...&lt;br /&gt;É lindo...&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo em noites escuras...&lt;br /&gt;Permanece as lembranças,&lt;br /&gt;você é tudo em minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;Vivo por você...&lt;br /&gt;Pelos instantes que estamos juntos.&lt;br /&gt;Quando chega a saudade...&lt;br /&gt;adoeço de paixão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que conta nesta vida,&lt;br /&gt;são nossos momentos.&lt;br /&gt;Eu em você, você em mim.&lt;br /&gt;Quero viver eternamente assim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-8710293263463763228?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/8710293263463763228/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/amor-sem-limite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/8710293263463763228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/8710293263463763228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/amor-sem-limite.html' title='Amor Sem Limite'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BZrM3-8kI/AAAAAAAAAew/1pPaoAZlIvM/s72-c/207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-8448517909090188191</id><published>2010-04-22T07:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T07:16:59.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Explosão de sentimentos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BZjaPeTjI/AAAAAAAAAeo/Fz9NeEblqx8/s1600/206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462964812874927666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BZjaPeTjI/AAAAAAAAAeo/Fz9NeEblqx8/s400/206.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Explosão de sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como é gostoso te amar...&lt;br /&gt;Você é explosão de sentimentos.&lt;br /&gt;Com você sinto além dos limites,&lt;br /&gt;Teu beijo... Tua boca... Teu desejo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para ter você dou o melhor de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Meu céu... Meu mar... Meu Sol e Luar.&lt;br /&gt;Você é um vulcão em plena evolução.&lt;br /&gt;Suas chamas me queimam...&lt;br /&gt;Me derreto em você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me derreto por você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para ganhar seu coração...&lt;br /&gt;Me entrego, nesta paixão.&lt;br /&gt;Sonhei em ter alguém como você.&lt;br /&gt;Quando te vi, custei a acreditar.&lt;br /&gt;Que um dia pudesse ser meu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje sou muito mais feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Fomos feitos um para o outro.&lt;br /&gt;Você é tudo o que sempre quis.&lt;br /&gt;Você é explosão de sentimentos.&lt;br /&gt;Como é bom te amar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-8448517909090188191?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/8448517909090188191/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/explosao-de-sentimentos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/8448517909090188191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/8448517909090188191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/explosao-de-sentimentos.html' title='Explosão de sentimentos'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BZjaPeTjI/AAAAAAAAAeo/Fz9NeEblqx8/s72-c/206.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-4621037632225311451</id><published>2010-04-22T07:12:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T07:16:51.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fica Comigo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BZZoQWpcI/AAAAAAAAAeg/eZ_H_J3yJFk/s1600/205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462964644838024642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BZZoQWpcI/AAAAAAAAAeg/eZ_H_J3yJFk/s400/205.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fica Comigo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não vá embora, fica comigo&lt;br /&gt;Você me conquistou,&lt;br /&gt;Foi intenso, me pegou pra valer&lt;br /&gt;Por querer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desejo só você,&lt;br /&gt;Me dê teu coração.&lt;br /&gt;Te dou meu corpo e minha alma.&lt;br /&gt;Pura paixão...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da fruta somos o gosto.&lt;br /&gt;Do pecado a maçã.&lt;br /&gt;Te quero de verdade.&lt;br /&gt;De hoje, a eternidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosso amor é perfeito.&lt;br /&gt;Sem igual...&lt;br /&gt;Na neste mundo é mais lindo.&lt;br /&gt;Nada existe de mais real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amo você, fica comigo.&lt;br /&gt;Uma letra... Uma canção...&lt;br /&gt;Um aceno na rua... Me chama.&lt;br /&gt;Só nós dois, em uma cama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou sincera... E fiel.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca se esqueça&lt;br /&gt;de ser também assim...&lt;br /&gt;E viveremos felizes.&lt;br /&gt;Do começo, meio ao fim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para você faço poesias.&lt;br /&gt;Me dê sua vida...&lt;br /&gt;Te dou minha alegria.&lt;br /&gt;Me dê seu corpo e coração.&lt;br /&gt;Te dou minha emoção...&lt;br /&gt;Todo meu tesão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-4621037632225311451?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/4621037632225311451/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/fica-comigo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4621037632225311451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4621037632225311451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/fica-comigo.html' title='Fica Comigo'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BZZoQWpcI/AAAAAAAAAeg/eZ_H_J3yJFk/s72-c/205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-2039479822054838325</id><published>2010-04-22T07:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T07:16:41.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando digo que te amo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BZSb9SP8I/AAAAAAAAAeY/VaEWd3OB9ZQ/s1600/204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462964521277734850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BZSb9SP8I/AAAAAAAAAeY/VaEWd3OB9ZQ/s400/204.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando digo que te amo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhe para mim...&lt;br /&gt;Meu corpo, meus olhos,&lt;br /&gt;meus sentimentos...&lt;br /&gt;Tudo em mim diz o quanto te amo.&lt;br /&gt;Na poesia, deixo fluir...&lt;br /&gt;Meu mundo, minha paixão&lt;br /&gt;para que você possa sentir...&lt;br /&gt;Meu desejo, minha vontade.&lt;br /&gt;De ter você sempre ao meu lado.&lt;br /&gt;Queria ser tudo ao seu redor.&lt;br /&gt;A música que você ouve no trabalho.&lt;br /&gt;As palavras que surgem a sua frente.&lt;br /&gt;Quando pelas ruas caminhas indiferente.&lt;br /&gt;Queria ser as cores do teu dia.&lt;br /&gt;Para te encher de alegria...&lt;br /&gt;Em um instante...&lt;br /&gt;Ou quem sabe eternamente.&lt;br /&gt;Colorir tua vida e tua alma.&lt;br /&gt;E assim, na magia do amor...&lt;br /&gt;Queria ser da rosa o botão em flor.&lt;br /&gt;O poema, nunca antes escrito.&lt;br /&gt;Para você saber que:&lt;br /&gt;Quando digo que te amo...&lt;br /&gt;O mundo todo&lt;br /&gt;passa a ter um novo sentido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-2039479822054838325?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/2039479822054838325/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/quando-digo-que-te-amo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/2039479822054838325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/2039479822054838325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/quando-digo-que-te-amo.html' title='Quando digo que te amo'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BZSb9SP8I/AAAAAAAAAeY/VaEWd3OB9ZQ/s72-c/204.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-5245818711183326723</id><published>2010-04-22T07:11:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T07:16:31.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorvete de Morangos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BZKRAiC8I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Lf9PW3Z5yCU/s1600/203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462964380899609538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BZKRAiC8I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Lf9PW3Z5yCU/s400/203.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sorvete de Morangos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero ser seu sorvete de morango.&lt;br /&gt;Te lambuzar, enquanto você me chupa.&lt;br /&gt;E sempre deixar aquele gostinho...&lt;br /&gt;De quero mais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ser deliciosa, e misteriosa.&lt;br /&gt;Ser a tentação...&lt;br /&gt;Em forma de emoção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ser gostosa como o morango.&lt;br /&gt;Me derreter em seu calor.&lt;br /&gt;Deixar você saborear...&lt;br /&gt;O gosto suave que trago para você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veja, meu corpo como se arrepia.&lt;br /&gt;Quando me cubro&lt;br /&gt;com seu sorvete preferido.&lt;br /&gt;E quando sinto sua língua,&lt;br /&gt;e sua boca quente...&lt;br /&gt;Deslizarem por minha pele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minhas vontades se transcendem.&lt;br /&gt;Ouço teu gemido de prazer.&lt;br /&gt;Quando imploro que me possuas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem pressa... Me domina.&lt;br /&gt;Possui meu corpo e alma.&lt;br /&gt;Vamos alcançar as alturas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seguro tua cabeça,&lt;br /&gt;para conduzir tua boca.&lt;br /&gt;Ela rompe as barreiras,&lt;br /&gt;e se infiltra em minhas entranhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grito de prazer...&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto minhas mãos&lt;br /&gt;procuram por teu sexo...&lt;br /&gt;Preciso colocá-lo dentro de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Antes, quero saboreá-lo...&lt;br /&gt;Com sorvete de morango...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero sentir esta mistura,&lt;br /&gt;gelada e quente...&lt;br /&gt;Em minha boca.&lt;br /&gt;Doce mistura...&lt;br /&gt;Sensação...&lt;br /&gt;Chupo... Engulo...&lt;br /&gt;Louca de tesão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-5245818711183326723?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/5245818711183326723/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/sorvete-de-morangos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/5245818711183326723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/5245818711183326723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/sorvete-de-morangos.html' title='Sorvete de Morangos'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BZKRAiC8I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Lf9PW3Z5yCU/s72-c/203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-2824251979942390828</id><published>2010-04-22T07:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T07:16:22.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morangos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BZCMzfQdI/AAAAAAAAAeI/jCw9Bt-wsGs/s1600/202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462964242332205522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BZCMzfQdI/AAAAAAAAAeI/jCw9Bt-wsGs/s400/202.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morangos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trago morangos&lt;br /&gt;para nós dois.&lt;br /&gt;Coloco entre nós...&lt;br /&gt;Morangos e desejos.&lt;br /&gt;Doces,&lt;br /&gt;maduros,&lt;br /&gt;suculentos.&lt;br /&gt;Fico nua...&lt;br /&gt;Brinco com a fruta&lt;br /&gt;em meus seios.&lt;br /&gt;Mordo com muita vontade...&lt;br /&gt;Seu néctar&lt;br /&gt;escorre em meus lábios.&lt;br /&gt;Espero tua boca para lamber.&lt;br /&gt;Você sente desejo de comer,&lt;br /&gt;o morango que&lt;br /&gt;seguro entre os dentes.&lt;br /&gt;Fecho os olhos,&lt;br /&gt;sinto seu calor.&lt;br /&gt;Você se aproxima,&lt;br /&gt;morde um pedaço.&lt;br /&gt;Tua língua&lt;br /&gt;lambe devagarinho,&lt;br /&gt;o suco da fruta....&lt;br /&gt;Abro os olhos,&lt;br /&gt;úmidos de desejo.&lt;br /&gt;Espremo o morango&lt;br /&gt;em meu corpo.&lt;br /&gt;Te convido para brincar...&lt;br /&gt;De se lambuzar...&lt;br /&gt;Tua boca em meu corpo...&lt;br /&gt;Em cor vermelho de paixão.&lt;br /&gt;Tesão...&lt;br /&gt;Suas mãos fortes&lt;br /&gt;seguram meu corpo...&lt;br /&gt;Esfrega em mim morangos,&lt;br /&gt;sinto teu sexo&lt;br /&gt;enrijecer...&lt;br /&gt;Eu, em gemidos&lt;br /&gt;de prazer.&lt;br /&gt;Agora estamos&lt;br /&gt;totalmente suculentos.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto vontade&lt;br /&gt;de te lamber...&lt;br /&gt;Mas você começa primeiro.&lt;br /&gt;Quer saciar o vermelho.&lt;br /&gt;Na brincadeira,&lt;br /&gt;você passa levemente,&lt;br /&gt;a fruta em meu ponto "g".&lt;br /&gt;me contorço de prazer.&lt;br /&gt;Você a espreme,&lt;br /&gt;e sinto o líquido&lt;br /&gt;geladinho, escorrer.&lt;br /&gt;Em contraste com tua boca.&lt;br /&gt;Tua língua quente,&lt;br /&gt;Que vem sentir meu gosto.&lt;br /&gt;Seus dentes mordem,&lt;br /&gt;com carinho a fruta,&lt;br /&gt;de meu prazer...&lt;br /&gt;Vem!!! Quero em você,&lt;br /&gt;agora o mesmo fazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-2824251979942390828?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/2824251979942390828/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/morangos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/2824251979942390828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/2824251979942390828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/morangos.html' title='Morangos'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BZCMzfQdI/AAAAAAAAAeI/jCw9Bt-wsGs/s72-c/202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-4435263719387012348</id><published>2010-04-22T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T07:16:09.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Demorei muito pra te encontrar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BYwLN-7pI/AAAAAAAAAeA/LVgB-ujHgdA/s1600/201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462963932668817042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BYwLN-7pI/AAAAAAAAAeA/LVgB-ujHgdA/s400/201.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Demorei muito pra te encontrar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onde você estava este tempo todo?&lt;br /&gt;Demorei tanto para te encontrar...&lt;br /&gt;Sempre sozinha, eu vivia sem teu carinho.&lt;br /&gt;Agora eu quero só você... Sempre em meu caminho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando te beijo e sinto teus braços.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto coisas que nunca senti.&lt;br /&gt;Emoções que sinto só com você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Viajo" vou até as estrelas,&lt;br /&gt;vejo o universo...&lt;br /&gt;E te transcrevo em linhas...&lt;br /&gt;Em verso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que você é sonho meu?&lt;br /&gt;Que chegou... E fez morada em mim?&lt;br /&gt;Tanto te procurei...&lt;br /&gt;E pensar que enfim te encontrei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos mergulhar juntos nestes sentimentos.&lt;br /&gt;Alcançar limites além da razão.&lt;br /&gt;Conhecer os mistérios do amor...&lt;br /&gt;Eu e você... Só quero você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-4435263719387012348?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/4435263719387012348/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/demorei-muito-pra-te-encontrar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4435263719387012348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4435263719387012348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/demorei-muito-pra-te-encontrar.html' title='Demorei muito pra te encontrar...'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BYwLN-7pI/AAAAAAAAAeA/LVgB-ujHgdA/s72-c/201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-4138521635972156432</id><published>2010-04-22T07:06:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T07:09:36.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Só Você</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BYAXu0KlI/AAAAAAAAAd4/hrBqqhDRvdc/s1600/200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462963111394028114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BYAXu0KlI/AAAAAAAAAd4/hrBqqhDRvdc/s400/200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Só Você&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje vejo o mundo&lt;br /&gt;de uma forma diferente.&lt;br /&gt;Pois nele...&lt;br /&gt;Agora encontro você.&lt;br /&gt;Não dá para pensar&lt;br /&gt;na vida sem a sua existência.&lt;br /&gt;E saber que não te conhecia.&lt;br /&gt;Por ai, quando te via.&lt;br /&gt;Mas o mundo dá muitas voltas.&lt;br /&gt;E em uma de suas estações.&lt;br /&gt;Encontramos um ao outro.&lt;br /&gt;Descobrimos novas emoções.&lt;br /&gt;Apesar de diferentes...&lt;br /&gt;Somos muito iguais.&lt;br /&gt;Nossos corações&lt;br /&gt;estavam livres para amar.&lt;br /&gt;Somos hoje uma vida só.&lt;br /&gt;Somos o Sol... A Lua...&lt;br /&gt;O Céu e as estrelas.&lt;br /&gt;A poesia mais bela...&lt;br /&gt;A pintura mais perfeita,&lt;br /&gt;na tela em aquarela.&lt;br /&gt;Em nossos corações não cabe.&lt;br /&gt;Tamanho sentimento.&lt;br /&gt;Distribuímos amor,&lt;br /&gt;o mais puro e sincero da alma alimento.&lt;br /&gt;Jamais deixe de me amar.&lt;br /&gt;Meu caminho precisa ser o seu.&lt;br /&gt;Assim no mundo todo.&lt;br /&gt;Seremos você e eu.&lt;br /&gt;Sei que não é sonho.&lt;br /&gt;Não me engano com você.&lt;br /&gt;Para sempre teremos um ao outro.&lt;br /&gt;Seremos só nós. Eu... Só você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-4138521635972156432?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/4138521635972156432/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4138521635972156432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4138521635972156432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-voce.html' title='Só Você'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BYAXu0KlI/AAAAAAAAAd4/hrBqqhDRvdc/s72-c/200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-1401214578481157747</id><published>2010-04-22T07:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T07:09:21.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu grande amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BX4cL2V2I/AAAAAAAAAdw/WfjAxKvMF-U/s1600/199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462962975150593890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BX4cL2V2I/AAAAAAAAAdw/WfjAxKvMF-U/s400/199.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu grande amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Descobri que nunca sabemos&lt;br /&gt;o que sejam sentimentos,&lt;br /&gt;Até o dia em que encontramos&lt;br /&gt;o verdadeiro amor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É preciso sentir de verdade,&lt;br /&gt;para poder comparar...&lt;br /&gt;O que seja realmente o amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um grande amor surge&lt;br /&gt;apenas uma vez na vida...&lt;br /&gt;É preciso saber entender.&lt;br /&gt;Que basta apenas se entregar.&lt;br /&gt;Para o grande amor viver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca tinha vivido assim,&lt;br /&gt;Ou sentido algo igual.&lt;br /&gt;Sentimento tão forte...&lt;br /&gt;Se apoderou de minha emoção.&lt;br /&gt;Tomou conta do meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você surgiu e fez nascer em mim,&lt;br /&gt;Este grande amor, que não tem fim.&lt;br /&gt;Minha alma, meu corpo se transformou...&lt;br /&gt;Quando você me conquistou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu sonho era conhecer&lt;br /&gt;o amor verdadeiro, e assim poder dizer.&lt;br /&gt;"Sei o que é amar... Pois, encontrei,&lt;br /&gt;alguém que me fez sentir o renascer"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renascer para a vida...&lt;br /&gt;Renascer para o amante...&lt;br /&gt;Você me faz sentir o quanto sou querida.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, me renovo a cada instante...&lt;br /&gt;Como um jardim em flor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu grande e sincero amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-1401214578481157747?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/1401214578481157747/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/meu-grande-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/1401214578481157747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/1401214578481157747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/meu-grande-amor.html' title='Meu grande amor'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BX4cL2V2I/AAAAAAAAAdw/WfjAxKvMF-U/s72-c/199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-3222660591106799818</id><published>2010-04-22T07:05:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T07:09:07.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor, uma vez somente...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BXvrqSCmI/AAAAAAAAAdo/dJdSWBZKuQE/s1600/198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462962824685947490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BXvrqSCmI/AAAAAAAAAdo/dJdSWBZKuQE/s400/198.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor, uma vez somente...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A paixão acontece... Depois de um olhar.&lt;br /&gt;A necessidade de ser e de se entregar.&lt;br /&gt;A intensidade da emoção,&lt;br /&gt;diz o grau do envolvimento em questão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor verdadeiro só acontece uma vez.&lt;br /&gt;Não adianta afirmar o contrário.&lt;br /&gt;O encantamento, puro sentimento.&lt;br /&gt;Explode no peito quando chega o momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um casal pode viver muitos anos juntos.&lt;br /&gt;Serem amigos, e se darem bem.&lt;br /&gt;Sem conhecerem o real sentido.&lt;br /&gt;De um amor que ultrapassa a realidade além.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porém, quando chega a hora certa.&lt;br /&gt;Feliz de quem pode dizer,&lt;br /&gt;Que viveria mil vidas seguidas...&lt;br /&gt;Para que num segundo com amor de verdade viver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor verdadeiro poucas pessoas conhecem.&lt;br /&gt;Pois, ele nasce e forma raiz.&lt;br /&gt;No corpo, na alma, no espírito.&lt;br /&gt;E faz quem sente e se envolve... Muito feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E é impossível existir neste planeta.&lt;br /&gt;Sem a outra metade que se completa.&lt;br /&gt;Quando dois amantes se encontram.&lt;br /&gt;E no amor verdadeiro se entregam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-3222660591106799818?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/3222660591106799818/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/amor-uma-vez-somente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/3222660591106799818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/3222660591106799818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/amor-uma-vez-somente.html' title='Amor, uma vez somente...'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BXvrqSCmI/AAAAAAAAAdo/dJdSWBZKuQE/s72-c/198.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-7584995403448838658</id><published>2010-04-22T07:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T07:08:57.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sogra... Mãe que a vida oferece.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BXnXhN7MI/AAAAAAAAAdg/ctXMCnvtlJA/s1600/197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462962681840266434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BXnXhN7MI/AAAAAAAAAdg/ctXMCnvtlJA/s400/197.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sogra... Mãe que a vida oferece.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muitas pessoas dizem que sogra é sinônimo,&lt;br /&gt;de ciúmes, ruindade, malvadeza...&lt;br /&gt;E acrescentam muitos adjetivos, quando querem zoar...&lt;br /&gt;No fundo no fundo todos a admiram... Tenha certeza.&lt;br /&gt;Pois, a sogra aos seus filhos só sabe amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mãe que ama os filhos,&lt;br /&gt;quer para todos o melhor.&lt;br /&gt;E quando dá um palpite,&lt;br /&gt;é porque quer evitar o pior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma sogra é a mãe que a vida oferece.&lt;br /&gt;Por isto o respeito e o carinho merece.&lt;br /&gt;Tanto do genro, quanto da nora.&lt;br /&gt;Para quem tudo faz... Todo dia... Toda hora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amar a sogra, só traz o bem, nunca o mal.&lt;br /&gt;E viver em paz na família é o que interessa.&lt;br /&gt;Aprenda com seus ensinamentos,&lt;br /&gt;E serás feliz a todos os momentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque não existe alguém neste mundo&lt;br /&gt;que mais conheça seu amor.&lt;br /&gt;Ouça sempre o que ela lhe diz.&lt;br /&gt;Para ser imensamente feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-7584995403448838658?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/7584995403448838658/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/sogra-mae-que-vida-oferece.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/7584995403448838658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/7584995403448838658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/sogra-mae-que-vida-oferece.html' title='Sogra... Mãe que a vida oferece.'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BXnXhN7MI/AAAAAAAAAdg/ctXMCnvtlJA/s72-c/197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-2008144086813065973</id><published>2010-04-22T07:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T07:08:49.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vida sempre Vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BXeFSivAI/AAAAAAAAAdY/0nJxDR94dzk/s1600/196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462962522328054786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BXeFSivAI/AAAAAAAAAdY/0nJxDR94dzk/s400/196.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vida sempre Vida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A superação dos obstáculos, marca a resistência de cada um nesta vida. Todos nós temos um limite. Seguir o caminho que nos leva ao pote de ouro no final do arco-íris. Ou cruzar tempos e estações... Retirar pedras das estradas... Faz parte desta nossa caminhada. Nem sempre encontramos flores por onde seguimos.&lt;br /&gt;Os espinhos, os pés descalços, o cansaço. Sempre vem no final de uma longa jornada. O importante é ter um objetivo... Saber onde se quer chegar. E lutar para alcançar esta conquista...&lt;br /&gt;Ouvimos sempre "isto... faz parte da vida"... "aquilo... faz parte da vida". E frente aos nossos olhos desfilam todos os dias... Pessoas famintas... Idosos que sofrem... Crianças sem futuros... Observamos também a felicidade de muitos... A farta felicidade de muitos... E a falta felicidade de tantos... Mas é a vida... Estamos aqui, e para sempre caminhar e evoluir. E jamais esquecer...&lt;br /&gt;Vida é Sempre Vida... Vale a pena viver...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-2008144086813065973?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/2008144086813065973/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/vida-sempre-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/2008144086813065973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/2008144086813065973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/vida-sempre-vida.html' title='Vida sempre Vida'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BXeFSivAI/AAAAAAAAAdY/0nJxDR94dzk/s72-c/196.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-8760055256638063573</id><published>2010-04-22T07:03:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T07:08:41.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me apaixonei de ti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BXU8PC8DI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/lrgF3nt9ctA/s1600/195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462962365278646322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BXU8PC8DI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/lrgF3nt9ctA/s400/195.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me apaixonei de ti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enamorada estou por você.&lt;br /&gt;Penso em ti a todo momento.&lt;br /&gt;O tempo que estamos juntos&lt;br /&gt;revela o quanto te preciso.&lt;br /&gt;Dos teus carinho, de teu sorriso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto tua falta,&lt;br /&gt;quando não estás por perto.&lt;br /&gt;De teus braços a me querer.&lt;br /&gt;Me falta o ar quando&lt;br /&gt;te procuro e não te acho.&lt;br /&gt;Só me sinto viva&lt;br /&gt;ao te abraçar...&lt;br /&gt;Ao poder te amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor por você é imenso.&lt;br /&gt;As fantasias existem,&lt;br /&gt;vamos vivê-las... Inventá-las.&lt;br /&gt;Estou apaixonada por ti.&lt;br /&gt;Loucamente... Eternamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você é o amor&lt;br /&gt;que sempre sonhei...&lt;br /&gt;E pela vida afora&lt;br /&gt;sempre procurei...&lt;br /&gt;Você é a luz de minhas manhãs.&lt;br /&gt;É o pôr-do-sol de minhas tardes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você é o calor que me aquece do frio.&lt;br /&gt;É o amor que preenche meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;Vamos viver um sonho...&lt;br /&gt;Com muito amor... Eu te proponho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me apaixonei de ti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desde o instante em que te vi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-8760055256638063573?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/8760055256638063573/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/me-apaixonei-de-ti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/8760055256638063573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/8760055256638063573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/me-apaixonei-de-ti.html' title='Me apaixonei de ti'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BXU8PC8DI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/lrgF3nt9ctA/s72-c/195.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-407677629986650341</id><published>2010-04-22T07:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T07:08:32.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O nosso amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BXMWwa-PI/AAAAAAAAAdI/q0z2PU0dSn4/s1600/194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462962217779132658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BXMWwa-PI/AAAAAAAAAdI/q0z2PU0dSn4/s400/194.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O nosso amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O nosso amor é como a brisa&lt;br /&gt;que cai em noites de calor.&lt;br /&gt;Como, o revoar dos pássaros&lt;br /&gt;antes da tempestade.&lt;br /&gt;É como a cantiga de ninar&lt;br /&gt;que embala o futuro em flor.&lt;br /&gt;É como a vida, quando trás&lt;br /&gt;a beleza de ser em si... Realidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O nosso amor tem o fogo dos vulcões.&lt;br /&gt;Quando nos tocamos a terra estremece,&lt;br /&gt;Entre o céu... O mar... Em nossos corações.&lt;br /&gt;É quando tudo acontece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O nosso amor tem a luz de dias sem fim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosso amor é infinito... É calmo... É agito.&lt;br /&gt;Tem a força do universo...&lt;br /&gt;Nosso amor... É silêncio... É o grito.&lt;br /&gt;Cabe na palma da mão... Cabe num verso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O nosso amor tem a luz até em noites sem fim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-407677629986650341?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/407677629986650341/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/o-nosso-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/407677629986650341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/407677629986650341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/o-nosso-amor.html' title='O nosso amor'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BXMWwa-PI/AAAAAAAAAdI/q0z2PU0dSn4/s72-c/194.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-3271956714349807740</id><published>2010-04-22T07:02:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T07:08:21.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As Baleias</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BXD1it0vI/AAAAAAAAAdA/fEvrHVnBIjs/s1600/193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462962071424324338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BXD1it0vI/AAAAAAAAAdA/fEvrHVnBIjs/s400/193.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As Baleias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Houve um tempo em que as baleias&lt;br /&gt;podiam viver em suas águas&lt;br /&gt;sem nenhum perigo.&lt;br /&gt;Em seu lar infinito.&lt;br /&gt;Mas o homem ganancioso,&lt;br /&gt;querendo ficar cada dia mais rico.&lt;br /&gt;Começou a caçá-las...&lt;br /&gt;Para seu corpo vender.&lt;br /&gt;O mar se transformou em sangue.&lt;br /&gt;Arena de dor e sofrimento.&lt;br /&gt;Seu canto... Gemido... Tormento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada tem de valor em mostrar&lt;br /&gt;a humanidade, o poder que se tem.&lt;br /&gt;Em matar um dos maiores mamíferos&lt;br /&gt;que a terra pode produzir.&lt;br /&gt;Gostaria de saber?...&lt;br /&gt;Como é olhar nos olhos de quem sofre.&lt;br /&gt;Ver as lágrimas escorrer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As gerações que virão,&lt;br /&gt;Não tocarão nas baleias.&lt;br /&gt;Apenas saberão de sua importância.&lt;br /&gt;De sua inteligência...&lt;br /&gt;Um dia serão apenas lembranças,&lt;br /&gt;pois serão extintas...&lt;br /&gt;Quando no futuro,&lt;br /&gt;o que restará serão imagens,&lt;br /&gt;imagens da vergonha.&lt;br /&gt;Da matança...&lt;br /&gt;Sua história trará sentimentos vazios.&lt;br /&gt;Sentimentos pesados...&lt;br /&gt;De ferro e arpão.&lt;br /&gt;Vistos na televisão.&lt;br /&gt;Quando agredidas...&lt;br /&gt;Em lágrimas mortas e feridas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-3271956714349807740?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/3271956714349807740/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/as-baleias.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/3271956714349807740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/3271956714349807740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/as-baleias.html' title='As Baleias'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BXD1it0vI/AAAAAAAAAdA/fEvrHVnBIjs/s72-c/193.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-3064655498644016084</id><published>2010-04-22T07:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T07:08:05.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sufoco</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BW7jqdY9I/AAAAAAAAAc4/VHJx1ybTleA/s1600/192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462961929186010066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BW7jqdY9I/AAAAAAAAAc4/VHJx1ybTleA/s400/192.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sufoco&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você me deixa louca...&lt;br /&gt;Com seus abusos e absurdos.&lt;br /&gt;É difícil suportar,&lt;br /&gt;sua maneira de ser...&lt;br /&gt;Você diz que vai embora,&lt;br /&gt;eu fico sem saber o que fazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acreditei em você,&lt;br /&gt;quando me falava de sonhos,&lt;br /&gt;de fantasias e de carinhos.&lt;br /&gt;Você diz que me ama,&lt;br /&gt;e depois me deixa só...&lt;br /&gt;Sinto que suas vontades&lt;br /&gt;estão cansadas...&lt;br /&gt;É como se nada te agradasse mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que sufoco!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É complicado, eu sei...&lt;br /&gt;Sinto que não somos mais capaz.&lt;br /&gt;Me aperta o peito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E isto me tira a paz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que sufoco!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando penso neste amor,&lt;br /&gt;tão puro e tão louco.&lt;br /&gt;Penso em tudo o que passamos&lt;br /&gt;será que você deixou de me amar?&lt;br /&gt;Penso nas razões, para ficar...&lt;br /&gt;Não sei se consigo algum dia.&lt;br /&gt;Te perdoar...&lt;br /&gt;Ou deixar de te amar.&lt;br /&gt;Você me deixa louca...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-3064655498644016084?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/3064655498644016084/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/sufoco.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/3064655498644016084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/3064655498644016084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/sufoco.html' title='Sufoco'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BW7jqdY9I/AAAAAAAAAc4/VHJx1ybTleA/s72-c/192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-3647194212236522288</id><published>2010-04-22T06:58:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T07:07:54.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Versejando</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BWuVgwMsI/AAAAAAAAAcw/eoVOJ5Rg8mY/s1600/191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462961702048903874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BWuVgwMsI/AAAAAAAAAcw/eoVOJ5Rg8mY/s400/191.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VERSEJANDO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Versejo a vida, pois nela encontro sentido,&lt;br /&gt;para amar, viver e ser feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Vejo os pássaros que cantam...&lt;br /&gt;As flores nos jardins multicores,&lt;br /&gt;em seus perfumes diversos.&lt;br /&gt;O céu... A terra... os astros.&lt;br /&gt;Versejo o Sol... A Lua...&lt;br /&gt;Do calor ao frio...&lt;br /&gt;Em tudo existe um porquê!!!&lt;br /&gt;Uma realização,&lt;br /&gt;O homem a mulher.&lt;br /&gt;Na continuação da espécie.&lt;br /&gt;A beleza do nascer...&lt;br /&gt;Renascer... Sempre!!!&lt;br /&gt;A justiça e a falta dela.&lt;br /&gt;O bem e o mal.&lt;br /&gt;Versejo porque tenho fé,&lt;br /&gt;no amanhã que virá.&lt;br /&gt;Tenho esperança de que um dia,&lt;br /&gt;a vida será mais leve... Mais plena.&lt;br /&gt;Onde o amor possa ser vivido.&lt;br /&gt;Em total liberdade de existir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-3647194212236522288?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/3647194212236522288/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/versejando.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/3647194212236522288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/3647194212236522288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/versejando.html' title='Versejando'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S9BWuVgwMsI/AAAAAAAAAcw/eoVOJ5Rg8mY/s72-c/191.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-2848823382092454963</id><published>2010-04-09T12:07:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T12:11:21.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando a gente ama</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S797FSRbDII/AAAAAAAAAco/kjPVw12QyYE/s1600/190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458216604130806914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S797FSRbDII/AAAAAAAAAco/kjPVw12QyYE/s400/190.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando a gente ama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor transforma todas as coisas.&lt;br /&gt;O olhar trás brilho de ternura.&lt;br /&gt;Os sonhos trazem a realidade,&lt;br /&gt;a beleza dos instantes, a candura.&lt;br /&gt;Quando a gente ama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida precisa ser vivida,&lt;br /&gt;pede o coração.&lt;br /&gt;Com toda intensidade,&lt;br /&gt;de todas as formas e atenção.&lt;br /&gt;Quando a gente ama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não adianta querer viver a razão.&lt;br /&gt;Pois o que impera é a emoção.&lt;br /&gt;A vida se vai tão rapidamente.&lt;br /&gt;o amargo se faz tão docemente.&lt;br /&gt;Quando a gente ama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua© &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-2848823382092454963?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/2848823382092454963/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/quando-gente-ama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/2848823382092454963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/2848823382092454963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/quando-gente-ama.html' title='Quando a gente ama'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S797FSRbDII/AAAAAAAAAco/kjPVw12QyYE/s72-c/190.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-6962270786580638925</id><published>2010-04-09T12:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T12:11:12.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paixão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7968vBZUdI/AAAAAAAAAcg/ByyZyiDuN2c/s1600/189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458216457229390290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7968vBZUdI/AAAAAAAAAcg/ByyZyiDuN2c/s400/189.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paixão&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo em você eu amo.&lt;br /&gt;Teu jeito&lt;br /&gt;quando chega e me toca.&lt;br /&gt;Tira minha roupa...&lt;br /&gt;Eu fico louca&lt;br /&gt;de paixão.&lt;br /&gt;Quando abre minhas pernas...&lt;br /&gt;E penetra todo meu ser...&lt;br /&gt;Não sinto mais meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;Bater...&lt;br /&gt;Me elevo na fantasia.&lt;br /&gt;Louca poesia.&lt;br /&gt;Em te ter.&lt;br /&gt;Chego ao infinito onde...&lt;br /&gt;Me transcendo em tesão.&lt;br /&gt;quando chega e me toca.&lt;br /&gt;Eu fico louca de paixão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-6962270786580638925?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/6962270786580638925/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/paixao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/6962270786580638925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/6962270786580638925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/paixao.html' title='Paixão'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7968vBZUdI/AAAAAAAAAcg/ByyZyiDuN2c/s72-c/189.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-8011944055396225338</id><published>2010-04-09T12:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T12:10:54.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Louca Paixão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S796zp3hYPI/AAAAAAAAAcY/G5wgbaN3QAI/s1600/188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458216301226975474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S796zp3hYPI/AAAAAAAAAcY/G5wgbaN3QAI/s400/188.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Louca Paixão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinta meu ser mais uma vez.&lt;br /&gt;Depois outra... Depois outra...&lt;br /&gt;Bate acelerado meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;Quando te vejo por ai.&lt;br /&gt;Minha boca fica seca...&lt;br /&gt;Meu corpo úmido de vontades.&lt;br /&gt;Minhas lembranças se perdem&lt;br /&gt;nas reais veredas das saudades.&lt;br /&gt;Louca... Sou Louca por você.&lt;br /&gt;Por estes teus olhos, que...&lt;br /&gt;Quando me fitam,&lt;br /&gt;invadem minha porção de existir.&lt;br /&gt;Tua boca... Teu corpo...&lt;br /&gt;Quando encontra meu ponto "g".&lt;br /&gt;Tuas mãos quando tocam minha alma.&lt;br /&gt;Me encanta, saborear teus desejos.&lt;br /&gt;Me entregar aos teus beijos.&lt;br /&gt;O mundo parece que não existe mais,&lt;br /&gt;além desta paixão...&lt;br /&gt;Penso... Será apenas ilusão?&lt;br /&gt;Os momentos que passamos juntos...&lt;br /&gt;Serão eternos, ou se acabarão?&lt;br /&gt;Não quero respostas... Quero carinhos...&lt;br /&gt;Não quero futuro... Apenas o presente...&lt;br /&gt;Desta louca paixão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-8011944055396225338?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/8011944055396225338/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/louca-paixao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/8011944055396225338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/8011944055396225338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/louca-paixao.html' title='Louca Paixão'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S796zp3hYPI/AAAAAAAAAcY/G5wgbaN3QAI/s72-c/188.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-6055359402398618851</id><published>2010-04-09T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T12:10:43.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gatinha Manhosa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S796aTa6SuI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/GEjt5AAFoIg/s1600/187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458215865704663778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S796aTa6SuI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/GEjt5AAFoIg/s400/187.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gatinha Manhosa...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou sua...&lt;br /&gt;Gatinha manhosa.&lt;br /&gt;Não brigue comigo.&lt;br /&gt;Que dói minha alma.&lt;br /&gt;Quando choro e digo te querer.&lt;br /&gt;Muito amor eu quero ganhar.&lt;br /&gt;Só me chame de meu bem.&lt;br /&gt;Me esfrego em tuas pernas.&lt;br /&gt;Esquento você.&lt;br /&gt;Com meu pêlo macio.&lt;br /&gt;Quero te excitar.&lt;br /&gt;Vem... Traga teus braços.&lt;br /&gt;Me pegue em teu colo.&lt;br /&gt;Me prenda em teu coração.&lt;br /&gt;Me faz um carinho.&lt;br /&gt;Sou sua...&lt;br /&gt;Gatinha manhosa.&lt;br /&gt;Não me machuque.&lt;br /&gt;Que assim vou eternamente.&lt;br /&gt;Ser sua...&lt;br /&gt;Gatinha manhosa.&lt;br /&gt;Me beije...&lt;br /&gt;Não vou te arranhar.&lt;br /&gt;Muitos dengos...&lt;br /&gt;Tenho para te entregar.&lt;br /&gt;Venha... Me afague...&lt;br /&gt;Quero te amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-6055359402398618851?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/6055359402398618851/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/gatinha-manhosa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/6055359402398618851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/6055359402398618851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/gatinha-manhosa.html' title='Gatinha Manhosa...'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S796aTa6SuI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/GEjt5AAFoIg/s72-c/187.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-3568958698801481133</id><published>2010-04-09T12:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T12:10:33.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frutos de um amor cultivado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S796CgH9_ZI/AAAAAAAAAcI/20p16xUigLs/s1600/186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458215456798014866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S796CgH9_ZI/AAAAAAAAAcI/20p16xUigLs/s400/186.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frutos de um amor cultivado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor deve ser nutrido,&lt;br /&gt;e pelo companheirismo cultivado.&lt;br /&gt;Pois, ele vem do coração.&lt;br /&gt;Em sentimento derramado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A semente do amor,&lt;br /&gt;no coração é plantada.&lt;br /&gt;Com sabedoria e carinho.&lt;br /&gt;em emoção cultivada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem ama com o coração,&lt;br /&gt;sabe ouvir e suportar.&lt;br /&gt;Não pede nada em troca,&lt;br /&gt;em sua capacidade de amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paciência.&lt;br /&gt;Sinceridade.&lt;br /&gt;Lealdade.&lt;br /&gt;Humildade.&lt;br /&gt;São alguns dos frutos&lt;br /&gt;que nascem com todo vigor.&lt;br /&gt;Quando são adubados&lt;br /&gt;pela coragem do amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A paixão sem este elemento padece...&lt;br /&gt;Pois, somente no coração ele floresce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com paz e alegria...&lt;br /&gt;O amor deve ser alimentado.&lt;br /&gt;Assim a esperança de ter a felicidade,&lt;br /&gt;sempre irá existir no ser apaixonado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cultivar este sentimento.&lt;br /&gt;Não é complicado.&lt;br /&gt;Quando existe a ternura,&lt;br /&gt;em outro ser enamorado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor contagia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele tem a capacidade de apagar o mal.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo sendo abstrato, o amor é real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem ama fica sem tempo,&lt;br /&gt;para brigar e mal dizer.&lt;br /&gt;Seus frutos alimenta&lt;br /&gt;a poesia do bem viver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venha sentir o amor,&lt;br /&gt;comigo ao seu lado.&lt;br /&gt;O amor verdadeiro...&lt;br /&gt;No meu coração cultivado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-3568958698801481133?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/3568958698801481133/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/frutos-de-um-amor-cultivado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/3568958698801481133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/3568958698801481133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/frutos-de-um-amor-cultivado.html' title='Frutos de um amor cultivado'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S796CgH9_ZI/AAAAAAAAAcI/20p16xUigLs/s72-c/186.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-149869035983439615</id><published>2010-04-09T12:02:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T12:10:22.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faça aquilo que gostaria que fizesse com você...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7952WQDPkI/AAAAAAAAAcA/_QzpOmxoXwQ/s1600/185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458215247989128770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7952WQDPkI/AAAAAAAAAcA/_QzpOmxoXwQ/s400/185.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faça aquilo que gostaria que fizesse com você...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que você pode e eu não posso?&lt;br /&gt;É uma pergunta tão comum...&lt;br /&gt;No mundo das desavenças.&lt;br /&gt;Que não leva a lugar nenhum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você diz que sabe o que faz...&lt;br /&gt;Então pode fazer de tudo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto eu não posso e nem devo,&lt;br /&gt;porque você diz saber de você,&lt;br /&gt;e o que vem de mim sai de seu controle...&lt;br /&gt;Leia bem o que escrevo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com esta atitude,&lt;br /&gt;você me enerva e me irrita.&lt;br /&gt;Pois, nisto esta provado,&lt;br /&gt;que em mim você não acredita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você PENSA e diz que nunca vou saber&lt;br /&gt;se algum dia me trair.&lt;br /&gt;Meu lado "bruxa" te avisa...&lt;br /&gt;Vou saber sim, porque esta em mim seu existir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou muito mais eu... Isto você já sabe.&lt;br /&gt;E te digo meu amor, quando amo, amo de verdade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me interessa ser vingativa, trair por ser traída.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo tem um preço, para ser feliz nesta vida.&lt;br /&gt;E a sinceridade, lealdade é para ser dividida.&lt;br /&gt;Entre dois seres que um dia se encontraram.&lt;br /&gt;Para que a chama da paixão fique acessa.&lt;br /&gt;É preciso mantê-la de calor-amor alimentada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te digo algo mais...&lt;br /&gt;Traição é algo que não perdôo.&lt;br /&gt;Pois nesta vida já perdoei demais.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje percebi, que posso ter o mundo aos meus pés.&lt;br /&gt;Se te interessa meu amor e sentimento, nisto tenhas fé.&lt;br /&gt;Não me irrite, com teu ciúme sem noção.&lt;br /&gt;Nem me fale de traição.&lt;br /&gt;Pois, ficará sem meus carinhos, e sem minha paixão.&lt;br /&gt;E ainda jogo-lhe um feitiço.&lt;br /&gt;Sem mim nunca mais sentiras tesão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-149869035983439615?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/149869035983439615/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/faca-aquilo-que-gostaria-que-fizesse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/149869035983439615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/149869035983439615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/faca-aquilo-que-gostaria-que-fizesse.html' title='Faça aquilo que gostaria que fizesse com você...'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7952WQDPkI/AAAAAAAAAcA/_QzpOmxoXwQ/s72-c/185.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-2148350567493074348</id><published>2010-04-09T12:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T12:10:12.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu sei que vou te amar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S795tM__BPI/AAAAAAAAAb4/QbcghE0Wybo/s1600/184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458215090887001330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S795tM__BPI/AAAAAAAAAb4/QbcghE0Wybo/s400/184.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu sei que vou te amar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando tudo estiver difícil.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que vou te amar.&lt;br /&gt;Quando as pedras aparecerem no caminho.&lt;br /&gt;Quando o sol se for.&lt;br /&gt;Quando o frio for intenso.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que vou te amar.&lt;br /&gt;Quando a juventude for distante.&lt;br /&gt;Quando a solidão estiver presente.&lt;br /&gt;E a sua companhia for ausente.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que vou te amar.&lt;br /&gt;Quando a despedida for preciso.&lt;br /&gt;Quando seu retorno for incerto.&lt;br /&gt;Quando seus olhos fugirem dos meus.&lt;br /&gt;Quando talvez as palavras se calarem.&lt;br /&gt;E os poemas se desfazerem como as nuvens.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que vou te amar...&lt;br /&gt;Nestas incertezas...&lt;br /&gt;De uma vida plena e constante.&lt;br /&gt;Nesta desventura&lt;br /&gt;de não te ter a todo instante.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo assim sei que vou te amar.&lt;br /&gt;Constantemente...&lt;br /&gt;Desesperadamente...&lt;br /&gt;Não quero te perder,&lt;br /&gt;somente te amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-2148350567493074348?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/2148350567493074348/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/eu-sei-que-vou-te-amar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/2148350567493074348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/2148350567493074348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/eu-sei-que-vou-te-amar.html' title='Eu sei que vou te amar...'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S795tM__BPI/AAAAAAAAAb4/QbcghE0Wybo/s72-c/184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-5063815538847260567</id><published>2010-04-09T12:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T12:09:48.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu Assumo Esta Paixão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S795gqR-tDI/AAAAAAAAAbw/C__5X-OrslY/s1600/183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458214875408806962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S795gqR-tDI/AAAAAAAAAbw/C__5X-OrslY/s400/183.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Eu Assumo Esta Paixão&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A música relembra a paixão que existe.&lt;br /&gt;Sofro em pensar que tudo pode acabar.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou louca por você.&lt;br /&gt;Já nem quero esconder.&lt;br /&gt;Fico imaginando&lt;br /&gt;o que seria de minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;Se você um dia fosse embora.&lt;br /&gt;Com você iria o sol... a lua.&lt;br /&gt;Eu ficaria só por este mundo afora.&lt;br /&gt;A verdade não está nas palavras.&lt;br /&gt;Esta na emoção...&lt;br /&gt;No que sinto por você.&lt;br /&gt;A realidade não está na poesia.&lt;br /&gt;Está no toque de tuas mãos.&lt;br /&gt;Longe dos sonhos e fantasia.&lt;br /&gt;Nada separa dois seres,&lt;br /&gt;quando existe o amor.&lt;br /&gt;A paixão acontece...&lt;br /&gt;Seja onde for.&lt;br /&gt;No olhar... No bilhete escondido.&lt;br /&gt;No sorriso... No real sentido.&lt;br /&gt;Não seja o instante que deixou saudade.&lt;br /&gt;Nem o momento naquele final de tarde.&lt;br /&gt;Não seja o tão pouco que somente passou.&lt;br /&gt;Seja o amor eterno...&lt;br /&gt;A louca paixão, que seu olhar deixou.&lt;br /&gt;No exato momento em que meu coração,&lt;br /&gt;por você se apaixonou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-5063815538847260567?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/5063815538847260567/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/eu-assumo-esta-paixao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/5063815538847260567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/5063815538847260567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/eu-assumo-esta-paixao.html' title='Eu Assumo Esta Paixão'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S795gqR-tDI/AAAAAAAAAbw/C__5X-OrslY/s72-c/183.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-1589626061410588643</id><published>2010-04-09T12:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T12:09:35.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>180 dias de puro amor e felicidade...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S795XyubWYI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Ef_eE3x8PNE/s1600/182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458214723056785794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S795XyubWYI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Ef_eE3x8PNE/s400/182.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;180 dias de puro amor e felicidade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O tempo não existe,&lt;br /&gt;quando existe paixão.&lt;br /&gt;o amor é tão sublime.&lt;br /&gt;O ontem parece que é hoje...&lt;br /&gt;E o hoje é pura imensidão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imensidão de sentidos,&lt;br /&gt;ansiedades enquanto você não chega.&lt;br /&gt;Fico imaginando teus abraços,&lt;br /&gt;teus beijos tão esperados...&lt;br /&gt;Neste meu querer sincero...&lt;br /&gt;Sentimentos apaixonados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;180 dias de puro amor e felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;Como é gostoso sentir você em mim,&lt;br /&gt;em nossa intensa realidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não importa os ciúmes, as briguinhas,&lt;br /&gt;esqueço tudo quando te vejo...&lt;br /&gt;Em nossos instantes, sou amor&lt;br /&gt;sou carinho... Sou desejo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que venham muitos dias mais...&lt;br /&gt;Para que eu te ame, te abrace&lt;br /&gt;te querendo demais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para cada dia em que estamos juntos&lt;br /&gt;te ofereço um beijo...&lt;br /&gt;São 15 dúzias de beijos em flor...&lt;br /&gt;Guarde com carinho estes buquês&lt;br /&gt;Colhidos para você, em meu jardim de amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-1589626061410588643?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/1589626061410588643/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/180-dias-de-puro-amor-e-felicidade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/1589626061410588643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/1589626061410588643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/180-dias-de-puro-amor-e-felicidade.html' title='180 dias de puro amor e felicidade...'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S795XyubWYI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Ef_eE3x8PNE/s72-c/182.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-6656451309333327670</id><published>2010-04-09T11:59:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T12:09:24.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apaixonada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S795N8YbLwI/AAAAAAAAAbg/V-pVimcfFfk/s1600/181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458214553850162946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S795N8YbLwI/AAAAAAAAAbg/V-pVimcfFfk/s400/181.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apaixonada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apaixonada... Por este amor imenso.&lt;br /&gt;Me sinto perdidamente embriagada.&lt;br /&gt;Quando em teus lábios me perco.&lt;br /&gt;Estou como adolescente...&lt;br /&gt;Quando encontra o primeiro amor.&lt;br /&gt;Só quero tua presença...&lt;br /&gt;Em minha cama, para te abraçar.&lt;br /&gt;E com toda a alma me entregar.&lt;br /&gt;Fica do meu lado... Esqueça o passado.&lt;br /&gt;Preciso te dizer tantas coisas...&lt;br /&gt;Te dar tanto carinho.&lt;br /&gt;Estou muito apaixonada...&lt;br /&gt;Nem sei mais o que digo.&lt;br /&gt;Para te fazer entender...&lt;br /&gt;Se você for embora, muito vou sofrer.&lt;br /&gt;Quero que todos percebam...&lt;br /&gt;Minha constante felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;Quero viver intensamente.&lt;br /&gt;Nossos encontros e realidade.&lt;br /&gt;Quero que o resto do mundo se dane.&lt;br /&gt;Se não me compreender.&lt;br /&gt;Só não quero nesta vida...&lt;br /&gt;Teu amor, teu carinho... Perder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-6656451309333327670?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/6656451309333327670/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/apaixonada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/6656451309333327670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/6656451309333327670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/apaixonada.html' title='Apaixonada'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S795N8YbLwI/AAAAAAAAAbg/V-pVimcfFfk/s72-c/181.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-84335530427571128</id><published>2010-04-09T11:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T12:09:14.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A mulher cobra</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S795FbIcQTI/AAAAAAAAAbY/VCmS410VpaI/s1600/180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458214407485800754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S795FbIcQTI/AAAAAAAAAbY/VCmS410VpaI/s400/180.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A mulher cobra&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esguia como ela só...&lt;br /&gt;Hipnotiza sua presa.&lt;br /&gt;Cheira... lambe...&lt;br /&gt;E prepara...&lt;br /&gt;O corpo que lhe atrai&lt;br /&gt;para saciar sua fome...&lt;br /&gt;Dengosa como a serpente.&lt;br /&gt;Quando tem um objetivo em mente.&lt;br /&gt;com muita sensibilidade&lt;br /&gt;segue em sua conquista.&lt;br /&gt;Não existem homens que a resista.&lt;br /&gt;É amorosa como ela só.&lt;br /&gt;E sabe fazer carinhos...&lt;br /&gt;Com sua pele lisinha,&lt;br /&gt;se esfrega e excita...&lt;br /&gt;Em mil caricias e beijinhos.&lt;br /&gt;Com sua língua gostosa,&lt;br /&gt;leva o parceiro a loucura.&lt;br /&gt;Faz se sentir preciosa.&lt;br /&gt;Amante que todo macho procura.&lt;br /&gt;Seu veneno é seu tesão.&lt;br /&gt;E não é de matar ninguém.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, leva o mais forte a nocaute.&lt;br /&gt;Fazendo seu amado viajar "além".&lt;br /&gt;Em querer... Sssssssuave prazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-84335530427571128?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/84335530427571128/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/mulher-cobra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/84335530427571128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/84335530427571128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/mulher-cobra.html' title='A mulher cobra'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S795FbIcQTI/AAAAAAAAAbY/VCmS410VpaI/s72-c/180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-7312968637851656985</id><published>2010-04-09T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T12:09:03.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amanhã de manhã</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7949cCPFnI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/2w9RImN_Vlw/s1600/179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458214270289254002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7949cCPFnI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/2w9RImN_Vlw/s400/179.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amanhã de manhã&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como é gostoso acordar com você.&lt;br /&gt;Fico imaginando...&lt;br /&gt;Todos os dias...&lt;br /&gt;Ter você ao meu lado.&lt;br /&gt;Ver você acordar.&lt;br /&gt;Em meus braços te sentir,&lt;br /&gt;te amar...&lt;br /&gt;Lá fora ouvir o canto dos pássaros.&lt;br /&gt;Alguém com o rádio ligado...&lt;br /&gt;Nos deixa ouvir uma canção.&lt;br /&gt;Que faz despertar vontades&lt;br /&gt;em nosso coração.&lt;br /&gt;O quarto de portas abertas.&lt;br /&gt;Nos mostra que o mundo é nosso.&lt;br /&gt;As roupas espalhadas pelo chão.&lt;br /&gt;Nos leva a querer mais e mais...&lt;br /&gt;Entrelaçar nossos corpos nus.&lt;br /&gt;Nesta manhã... Bem de manhã.&lt;br /&gt;Fico imaginando...&lt;br /&gt;Te ter todos os dias.&lt;br /&gt;Para que nossas chamas sejam acesas,&lt;br /&gt;enquanto lá fora faz frio.&lt;br /&gt;O tempo passa, mas não nos importa.&lt;br /&gt;O instante nos trouxe aqui.&lt;br /&gt;Não vamos separar nossos beijos.&lt;br /&gt;Vamos nos entregar aos nossos desejos.&lt;br /&gt;E só vamos pensar na vida que continua lá fora...&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe... Amanhã de manhã.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-7312968637851656985?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/7312968637851656985/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/amanha-de-manha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/7312968637851656985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/7312968637851656985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/amanha-de-manha.html' title='Amanhã de manhã'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7949cCPFnI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/2w9RImN_Vlw/s72-c/179.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-4611183466111554362</id><published>2010-04-02T14:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T14:13:23.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trajetória da Vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZcwBNl3GI/AAAAAAAAAbI/U8SFeLcuu2M/s1600/178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455649978634853474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZcwBNl3GI/AAAAAAAAAbI/U8SFeLcuu2M/s400/178.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trajetória da Vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os seres humanos possuem muitos sentimentos,&lt;br /&gt;entre eles existem aqueles que são bons e os ruins.&lt;br /&gt;Os sentimentos bons, ajudam, constroem, fazem a terra girar&lt;br /&gt;em harmonia fé e esperança... Porém...&lt;br /&gt;Infelizmente existem os sentimentos que perturbam a paz.&lt;br /&gt;Trazem sofrimentos, angústias e perdas.&lt;br /&gt;Nesta terra temos que conviver com pessoas traiçoeiras,&lt;br /&gt;mentirosas, invejosas e falsas. Pessoas que dificultam a caminhada&lt;br /&gt;daquelas que trazem a bondade no coração.&lt;br /&gt;O segredo da vida é não se deixar contaminar.&lt;br /&gt;A traição é algo que condena e aprisiona o coração.&lt;br /&gt;Precisamos ser livres... Nunca deixe se contaminar.&lt;br /&gt;Viva e faça viver, todos os seres... No verbo Amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-4611183466111554362?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/4611183466111554362/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/trajetoria-da-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4611183466111554362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4611183466111554362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/trajetoria-da-vida.html' title='Trajetória da Vida'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZcwBNl3GI/AAAAAAAAAbI/U8SFeLcuu2M/s72-c/178.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-4610131124590567066</id><published>2010-04-02T14:07:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T14:13:14.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sou Misteriosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZcpIThCEI/AAAAAAAAAbA/z7fDJtbockQ/s1600/177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455649860279666754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZcpIThCEI/AAAAAAAAAbA/z7fDJtbockQ/s400/177.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou Misteriosa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensual... Mulher que sabe o que quer.&lt;br /&gt;Meiga, carinhosa... E gostosa.&lt;br /&gt;Nas roupas mostro o que sou. Vaidosa.&lt;br /&gt;No trabalho a perfeição é minha companheira&lt;br /&gt;Sou mulher misteriosa. Derradeira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na arte do amor sou prisioneira.&lt;br /&gt;faço tudo o que quero e que gosto.&lt;br /&gt;Me deixo levar na fantasia.&lt;br /&gt;Viajo em teu corpo em seus detalhes.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto êxtase em demasia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou deusa do amor... Quando me entrego.&lt;br /&gt;Crio, formas e maneiras de agradar.&lt;br /&gt;Seja sempre meu, amante e companheiro.&lt;br /&gt;E viveremos somente para amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou silenciosa...&lt;br /&gt;Quando estou pronta a me entregar.&lt;br /&gt;Sou amorosa...&lt;br /&gt;Quando na cama em duelo,&lt;br /&gt;travamos nossa luta para ao clímax chegar.&lt;br /&gt;Sou misteriosa...&lt;br /&gt;Quando te mostro também como se goza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-4610131124590567066?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/4610131124590567066/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/sou-misteriosa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4610131124590567066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4610131124590567066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/sou-misteriosa.html' title='Sou Misteriosa'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZcpIThCEI/AAAAAAAAAbA/z7fDJtbockQ/s72-c/177.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-1126204460780208226</id><published>2010-04-02T14:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T14:13:03.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Só hoje</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7Zcgbi8BeI/AAAAAAAAAa4/SmBX5sMI_Mk/s1600/176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455649710825801186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7Zcgbi8BeI/AAAAAAAAAa4/SmBX5sMI_Mk/s400/176.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Só hoje&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje preciso de você, nem que seja só por alguns instantes... Para tocar em teus cabelos...&lt;br /&gt;E acariciar tuas vontades...&lt;br /&gt;Só hoje... Preciso ler em teus olhos,&lt;br /&gt;o teu amor escrito no silêncio de tuas palavras.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje... Preciso caminhar ao teu lado, pegar em tuas mãos... E sorrir olhando para você.&lt;br /&gt;Imaginar teus desejos...&lt;br /&gt;Hoje... Preciso te contar um segredo.&lt;br /&gt;Que não cabe mais em meu peito.&lt;br /&gt;Preciso de você...&lt;br /&gt;De qualquer jeito de qualquer maneira.&lt;br /&gt;Ao meu lado... Preciso.&lt;br /&gt;Sentir tua respiração ao acordar.&lt;br /&gt;Sentir a felicidade ao te abraçar.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje... Só hoje preciso do teu passado.&lt;br /&gt;Teu presente e teu futuro. Segurar por entre os dedos.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que escorram e sequem ao sol do meio dia.&lt;br /&gt;Mas hoje, preciso de tua alegria.&lt;br /&gt;De qualquer jeito de qualquer maneira.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje... Mais que ontem e menos que amanhã...&lt;br /&gt;Te preciso...&lt;br /&gt;Hoje... Só hoje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-1126204460780208226?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/1126204460780208226/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-hoje.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/1126204460780208226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/1126204460780208226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-hoje.html' title='Só hoje'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7Zcgbi8BeI/AAAAAAAAAa4/SmBX5sMI_Mk/s72-c/176.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-8925229332847288668</id><published>2010-04-02T14:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T14:12:54.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saberás o quanto te quero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZcXaYM1LI/AAAAAAAAAaw/YVoI-HjmxtE/s1600/175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455649555893507250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZcXaYM1LI/AAAAAAAAAaw/YVoI-HjmxtE/s400/175.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saberás o quanto te quero&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando juntos estivermos,&lt;br /&gt;para todo o sempre...&lt;br /&gt;Saberás o quanto te quero...&lt;br /&gt;Desde... O dia despertar...&lt;br /&gt;Até que a noite chegue.&lt;br /&gt;Neste eterno amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desejo te ter a todos os instantes.&lt;br /&gt;Para que juntos possamos planejar...&lt;br /&gt;Nossas vidas, nossos momentos...&lt;br /&gt;Neste eterno amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuidarei de você somente.&lt;br /&gt;Para que tenha paz... E reine em nosso lar.&lt;br /&gt;Para que sejas feliz... Intensamente.&lt;br /&gt;Neste eterno amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A diversão será só nossa...&lt;br /&gt;Seja na rua ou entre quatro paredes.&lt;br /&gt;Você e eu tão somente a nos entregar.&lt;br /&gt;Neste eterno amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saberás o quanto te quero...&lt;br /&gt;Pois, minha vida será a sua. Olhe ao seu redor.&lt;br /&gt;Te darei tudo de mim,&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que tenho de melhor.&lt;br /&gt;Neste eterno amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-8925229332847288668?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/8925229332847288668/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/saberas-o-quanto-te-quero.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/8925229332847288668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/8925229332847288668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/saberas-o-quanto-te-quero.html' title='Saberás o quanto te quero'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZcXaYM1LI/AAAAAAAAAaw/YVoI-HjmxtE/s72-c/175.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-1007091387700918645</id><published>2010-04-02T14:05:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T14:12:44.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando penso em você</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZcQc6sRGI/AAAAAAAAAao/cWQQnxldpK0/s1600/174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455649436315960418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZcQc6sRGI/AAAAAAAAAao/cWQQnxldpK0/s400/174.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando penso em você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha vida passa, como um filme em minha mente,&lt;br /&gt;quando penso em você.&lt;br /&gt;A saudade acalma, agita e grita em meu peito,&lt;br /&gt;e me acompanha onde quer que eu vá...&lt;br /&gt;Pelas ruas das cidades, vejo a multidão.&lt;br /&gt;Tua presença se faz em meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto vontade de cantar...&lt;br /&gt;A melodia me faz querer te abraçar... Beijar.&lt;br /&gt;Quando penso em você tudo se torna maravilhoso.&lt;br /&gt;A lua, envolta em brancas e serenas nuvens realiza a magia do luar. Parece meus braços desejando te abraçar.&lt;br /&gt;Quando penso em você o som do meu silêncio diz como é bom te amar. As cortinas do tempo se abrem, você é a eterna juventude que estará sempre a me guiar.&lt;br /&gt;Quando penso em você fico em estado de contemplação.&lt;br /&gt;Onde tudo o que é belo e perfeito, desfila em minha mente.&lt;br /&gt;E assim quero ficar... Pensando em você...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-1007091387700918645?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/1007091387700918645/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/quando-penso-em-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/1007091387700918645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/1007091387700918645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/quando-penso-em-voce.html' title='Quando penso em você'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZcQc6sRGI/AAAAAAAAAao/cWQQnxldpK0/s72-c/174.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-8106643975738255083</id><published>2010-04-02T14:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T14:12:33.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Porque te Amo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZcHrH21AI/AAAAAAAAAag/v8i6zZ6FnuQ/s1600/173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455649285510452226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZcHrH21AI/AAAAAAAAAag/v8i6zZ6FnuQ/s400/173.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porque te Amo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amo porque vejo em você mil maneiras de viver e amar.&lt;br /&gt;Te amo porque você realiza meus sonhos e fantasias.&lt;br /&gt;Te amo porque você é meu céu... Minhas estrelas e alegrias.&lt;br /&gt;Te amo porque você é meu porto seguro, meu castelo forte.&lt;br /&gt;Te amo porque você é minha terra... Meu sul e meu norte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amo porque vejo em você mil maneiras de viver e estar.&lt;br /&gt;Te amo porque já não vivo mais em mim.&lt;br /&gt;Te amo porque você me quer, neste meu entregar.&lt;br /&gt;Te amo porque sinto que seu amor não tem fim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amo porque você me aceita como sou.&lt;br /&gt;Me faz sorrir... Me faz feliz... Me faz viver e amar.&lt;br /&gt;Te amo porque você é minha outra metade.&lt;br /&gt;Te amo porque você despertou em mim, sentimentos de verdade.&lt;br /&gt;Emoções, maduras... Nesta minha realidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amo, porque você me faz viver a cada momento.&lt;br /&gt;Respirar este amor sincero que tanto procurei.&lt;br /&gt;Te amo porque você já faz parte de meu ser...&lt;br /&gt;Te amo porque teu o meu querer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amo por tudo isto... E por muito mais...&lt;br /&gt;TE AMO... TE AMO... TE AMO...&lt;br /&gt;Nunca se esqueça... JAMAIS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-8106643975738255083?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/8106643975738255083/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/porque-te-amo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/8106643975738255083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/8106643975738255083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/porque-te-amo.html' title='Porque te Amo'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZcHrH21AI/AAAAAAAAAag/v8i6zZ6FnuQ/s72-c/173.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-2528999924309313676</id><published>2010-04-02T14:04:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T14:12:21.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Minha... Sua... Nossa canção</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZcAGldO5I/AAAAAAAAAaY/cybGwANfIDg/s1600/172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455649155443407762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZcAGldO5I/AAAAAAAAAaY/cybGwANfIDg/s400/172.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Minha... Sua... Nossa canção&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouça... É a nossa canção, aquela que nos embalava em noite de luar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lembro-me que teus braços me enlaçavam e juntos acompanhávamos o ritmo da melodia. Nossos caminhos seguiam em direções opostas, e via você dançando outras canções... O céu já não trás as mesmas estrelas, o mar não forma mais as ondas que bailam em noites claras. Sinto saudades nas palavras que seguem seus rumos, vejo as letras bailarem em poesias, em versos, tento compor as lembranças, os tempos, o passado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recordo de sua presença ao meu lado. Não adianta esculpir uma história acabada. Tentar criar um novo fim... Quando o começo não pode ser mudado... E o meio intacto deve permanecer. Resta lembrar, da canção... Minha... Sua... Nossa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que existe e toca em algum lugar,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aconchegando casais enamorados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-2528999924309313676?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/2528999924309313676/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/minha-sua-nossa-cancao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/2528999924309313676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/2528999924309313676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/minha-sua-nossa-cancao.html' title='Minha... Sua... Nossa canção'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZcAGldO5I/AAAAAAAAAaY/cybGwANfIDg/s72-c/172.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-4755534092708405886</id><published>2010-04-02T14:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T14:12:06.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Escrito Nas Estrelas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7Zb4cgzUtI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/n6tn8Q3eX78/s1600/171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455649023890510546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7Zb4cgzUtI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/n6tn8Q3eX78/s400/171.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Escrito Nas Estrelas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No universo o Criador escreveu nossos nomes.&lt;br /&gt;Juntinhos... "ESTRELAÇADOS".&lt;br /&gt;Você e eu... Pela eternidade.&lt;br /&gt;Vivendo, sempre romances apaixonados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas estrelas, nesta viagem...&lt;br /&gt;Marcamos nossos passos.&lt;br /&gt;Nosso caminho...&lt;br /&gt;A seguir...&lt;br /&gt;Nesta jornada.&lt;br /&gt;Olhando para você e eu...&lt;br /&gt;Nos céus, me vejo até ao infinito enamorada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nossa história não tem fim.&lt;br /&gt;As letras em brilho reluz.&lt;br /&gt;Para todos aqueles que as verem...&lt;br /&gt;Possam se espelhar nesta imensa luz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seu nome e o meu gravados,&lt;br /&gt;como título deste eternal poema.&lt;br /&gt;Sem mistérios, sem segredos.&lt;br /&gt;Vivemos neste querido tema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesta infinita poesia...&lt;br /&gt;Nosso amor, em brilho e letras escrito.&lt;br /&gt;Espalhamos eterna alegria.&lt;br /&gt;Pois, nesta magia... Acredito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-4755534092708405886?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/4755534092708405886/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/escrito-nas-estrelas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4755534092708405886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4755534092708405886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/escrito-nas-estrelas.html' title='Escrito Nas Estrelas'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7Zb4cgzUtI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/n6tn8Q3eX78/s72-c/171.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-4239968656799737988</id><published>2010-04-02T14:03:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T14:11:54.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No meu peito o coração que palpita é o seu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZbwBNXAbI/AAAAAAAAAaI/k95rOkFcb3o/s1600/170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455648879122252210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZbwBNXAbI/AAAAAAAAAaI/k95rOkFcb3o/s400/170.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No meu peito o coração que palpita é o seu...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu peito abriga um coração enamorado.&lt;br /&gt;Para mantê-lo vivo é preciso muito cuidado.&lt;br /&gt;Dar amor, carinho e deixá-lo amparado.&lt;br /&gt;Em teu peito, me abriga... Meu eterno amado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração, bate por você meu querido.&lt;br /&gt;Quando te vê se transforma em um jardim florido.&lt;br /&gt;Exalando perfumes, exóticos que contagiam.&lt;br /&gt;Meu corpo, nossos corpos, se embriagam... Alucinam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem amor a vida se torna vazia.&lt;br /&gt;O coração adoece em solidão.&lt;br /&gt;A angústia se torna presente em todos os momentos.&lt;br /&gt;E os instantes se transformam em momentos-prisão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viver assim em você o tempo todo.&lt;br /&gt;É mais que milagre, são eternas esperanças.&lt;br /&gt;De ter a eternidade como resposta,&lt;br /&gt;a todas as questões que nos tornam crianças.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penso em teu ser e me alegro.&lt;br /&gt;Pois, no meu peito o coração que palpita é o seu.&lt;br /&gt;Me transporto e me sinto aliviada.&lt;br /&gt;Tranqüila, feliz, radiante e apaixonada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-4239968656799737988?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/4239968656799737988/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/no-meu-peito-o-coracao-que-palpita-e-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4239968656799737988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4239968656799737988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/no-meu-peito-o-coracao-que-palpita-e-o.html' title='No meu peito o coração que palpita é o seu...'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZbwBNXAbI/AAAAAAAAAaI/k95rOkFcb3o/s72-c/170.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-3343675285658921434</id><published>2010-04-02T14:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T14:11:42.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brigas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7Zbob1pZkI/AAAAAAAAAaA/a00iwSrSLAI/s1600/169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455648748831598146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7Zbob1pZkI/AAAAAAAAAaA/a00iwSrSLAI/s400/169.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brigas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de cada briga,&lt;br /&gt;fico triste a pensar...&lt;br /&gt;Para que brigarmos se nunca&lt;br /&gt;deixaremos de nos amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivemos um grande amor.&lt;br /&gt;E, é tão comum quando brigando...&lt;br /&gt;Num segundo não nos olhamos,&lt;br /&gt;no outro, já estamos nos beijando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quase nunca é por algo importante.&lt;br /&gt;O ciúmes é sempre o culpado.&lt;br /&gt;Você não gosta de minhas roupas ousadas.&lt;br /&gt;Nestes momentos, esqueces o quanto é amado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu brigo porque você é ciumento.&lt;br /&gt;Mas nisto somos iguais.&lt;br /&gt;Em seguida fazemos as pazes.&lt;br /&gt;E juramos não brigar... Nunca mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosso amor tem o tempero...&lt;br /&gt;Que nos sacia a todo instante.&lt;br /&gt;Tem briga, tem romance.&lt;br /&gt;Tem paixão... Tem amor constante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua© &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-3343675285658921434?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/3343675285658921434/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/brigas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/3343675285658921434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/3343675285658921434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/brigas.html' title='Brigas'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7Zbob1pZkI/AAAAAAAAAaA/a00iwSrSLAI/s72-c/169.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-7658325786715209549</id><published>2010-04-02T14:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T14:11:28.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Banho de espuma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZbgAqzSXI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/onkG0DjHaQ8/s1600/168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455648604099398002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZbgAqzSXI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/onkG0DjHaQ8/s400/168.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Banho de espuma &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos tomar banho...&lt;br /&gt;Venha logo que me assanho.&lt;br /&gt;Um banho de espuma...&lt;br /&gt;Fresquinho, gostoso.&lt;br /&gt;Com óleo aromático.&lt;br /&gt;Muito cheiroso.&lt;br /&gt;Venha logo porque estou muito afim.&lt;br /&gt;Venha depressa, tem dó de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Numa banheira de espuma.&lt;br /&gt;Que tal?&lt;br /&gt;O calor será sem igual.&lt;br /&gt;Me esfrega, que te esfrego.&lt;br /&gt;Me excita, que te dou...&lt;br /&gt;Carinho!!!&lt;br /&gt;Faz massagem no ponto "g".&lt;br /&gt;Me deixa louca.&lt;br /&gt;Te beijo na boca...&lt;br /&gt;Que tal?&lt;br /&gt;Cheios de espuma...&lt;br /&gt;É assim que você me quer...&lt;br /&gt;Assuma!!!&lt;br /&gt;E venha sempre...&lt;br /&gt;Acostuma!!!&lt;br /&gt;Que tal nós dois???&lt;br /&gt;Relaxando...&lt;br /&gt;Nos amando...&lt;br /&gt;Com seu néctar...&lt;br /&gt;Me perfuma!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-7658325786715209549?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/7658325786715209549/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/banho-de-espuma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/7658325786715209549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/7658325786715209549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/banho-de-espuma.html' title='Banho de espuma'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZbgAqzSXI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/onkG0DjHaQ8/s72-c/168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-4532154645443930659</id><published>2010-04-02T14:01:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T14:11:15.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor Proibido</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZbSwpjgYI/AAAAAAAAAZw/qOnfwGRI6HA/s1600/167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455648376460902786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZbSwpjgYI/AAAAAAAAAZw/qOnfwGRI6HA/s400/167.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor Proibido&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te vejo de longe e não posso te tocar.&lt;br /&gt;Fomos proibidos, pela sua família...&lt;br /&gt;Pela sociedade, de nos amar.&lt;br /&gt;Trinta e quatro anos...&lt;br /&gt;Dizem... Não combina com vinte e um...&lt;br /&gt;Somos de todo mundo.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, eu sem você não somos "nenhum".&lt;br /&gt;As escondidas nos encontramos,&lt;br /&gt;com medo dos céus e do mar.&lt;br /&gt;Pois, se alguém nos vê juntos...&lt;br /&gt;Ao seu pai irá contar.&lt;br /&gt;Você já tem alguém ao seu lado.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou só... Em meio a solidão.&lt;br /&gt;Queria tanto ter você...&lt;br /&gt;Para somente passear no shopping.&lt;br /&gt;E segurar sua mão.&lt;br /&gt;Minha riqueza está na música,&lt;br /&gt;na poesia e na arte.&lt;br /&gt;Você vive num castelo...&lt;br /&gt;E da sociedade faz parte.&lt;br /&gt;Neste requinte tradicional&lt;br /&gt;onde você vive... Fui excluído.&lt;br /&gt;Sem você nada me importa...&lt;br /&gt;Nada me faz sentido.&lt;br /&gt;Nosso amor é proibido...&lt;br /&gt;Por tudo e por todos.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, aqui deixo registrado.&lt;br /&gt;Já que não posso viver ao seu lado.&lt;br /&gt;Neste canto, nesta poesia...&lt;br /&gt;Deixo meu amor por você...&lt;br /&gt;Eternizado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-4532154645443930659?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/4532154645443930659/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/amor-proibido.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4532154645443930659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4532154645443930659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/amor-proibido.html' title='Amor Proibido'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZbSwpjgYI/AAAAAAAAAZw/qOnfwGRI6HA/s72-c/167.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-26899229951251642</id><published>2010-04-02T14:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T14:11:05.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor de verdade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZbLBKhE7I/AAAAAAAAAZo/JXgniGS8Kt8/s1600/166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455648243455169458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZbLBKhE7I/AAAAAAAAAZo/JXgniGS8Kt8/s400/166.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor de verdade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhe em meus olhos e sinta...&lt;br /&gt;Todo amor que tenho por você.&lt;br /&gt;Me abrace, me beije...&lt;br /&gt; Pegue o calor que meu corpo&lt;br /&gt;tem para você, quando me tocas...&lt;br /&gt;Sinta a umidade de meus lábios&lt;br /&gt;ao saborear o teu.&lt;br /&gt;Minhas entranhas... Estremecem&lt;br /&gt;ao sentir tua pele.&lt;br /&gt;Penso em você e me arrepio.&lt;br /&gt;O desejo a ansiedade de te ter&lt;br /&gt;é forte... Amor verdadeiro.&lt;br /&gt;Pois, te quero por inteiro.&lt;br /&gt;Trago para você no coração.&lt;br /&gt;Muita paz... Ternura e paixão.&lt;br /&gt;Se isto não for amor...&lt;br /&gt;Minhas palavras não existem.&lt;br /&gt;O brilho de meu olhar não tem sentido.&lt;br /&gt;Minha vida nada mais é do que vegetar.&lt;br /&gt;Sem você dentro de minha realidade.&lt;br /&gt;Neste amor que vivo em você...&lt;br /&gt;Amor de verdade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-26899229951251642?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/26899229951251642/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/amor-de-verdade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/26899229951251642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/26899229951251642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/amor-de-verdade.html' title='Amor de verdade'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZbLBKhE7I/AAAAAAAAAZo/JXgniGS8Kt8/s72-c/166.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-7133480047697803901</id><published>2010-04-02T14:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T14:10:52.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amar sem cultivar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZbDMFDPUI/AAAAAAAAAZg/9m1GLr2n6mI/s1600/165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455648108946079042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZbDMFDPUI/AAAAAAAAAZg/9m1GLr2n6mI/s400/165.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amar sem cultivar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No amor é preciso carinho&lt;br /&gt;que fertiliza a paixão,&lt;br /&gt;sentimentos que germinam...&lt;br /&gt;Cultivando o coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amar sem cultivar,&lt;br /&gt;é como comer sem fome.&lt;br /&gt;Andar descalço em asfalto quente.&lt;br /&gt;Andar nu por entre toda gente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amar sem objetivos e projetos futuros.&lt;br /&gt;É como colocar tesouro em saco com furos.&lt;br /&gt;Ficar por ficar, vendo o tempo passar&lt;br /&gt;Não leva a nada se o amor não cultivar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine uma flor bela e rara,&lt;br /&gt;abandonada ao léu sem ser cuidada.&lt;br /&gt;Ela seca e morre...&lt;br /&gt;Sua fragrância nunca será sentida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora pense em uma semente,&lt;br /&gt;colocada na terra e esquecida,&lt;br /&gt;Sem água, sem adubo...&lt;br /&gt;Jamais será um dia germinada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amar também precisa,&lt;br /&gt;de cuidados e atenção...&lt;br /&gt;Pois, se não cultivar este sentimento.&lt;br /&gt;Este amor morrerá no seu amado coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-7133480047697803901?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/7133480047697803901/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/amar-sem-cultivar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/7133480047697803901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/7133480047697803901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/amar-sem-cultivar.html' title='Amar sem cultivar'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZbDMFDPUI/AAAAAAAAAZg/9m1GLr2n6mI/s72-c/165.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-5631962012047557512</id><published>2010-04-02T13:59:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T14:10:41.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sempre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZazXsu2JI/AAAAAAAAAZY/bNvyp0JTDX0/s1600/164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455647837187397778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZazXsu2JI/AAAAAAAAAZY/bNvyp0JTDX0/s400/164.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sempre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero ser para você...&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que uma mulher pode ser...&lt;br /&gt;A menina que te faça brincar&lt;br /&gt;em dias complicados.&lt;br /&gt;Sem se importar com a vida,&lt;br /&gt;de quem não te ama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempre seremos Você e eu,&lt;br /&gt;neste mundo louco...&lt;br /&gt;E tudo que eu quero,&lt;br /&gt;Sempre será tão pouco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero seu amor, quando você quiser.&lt;br /&gt;Quando precisar de uma verdadeira mulher.&lt;br /&gt;Sempre serei a Lua... E você o Sol a nos guiar.&lt;br /&gt;Nas manhãs, tardes e noites...&lt;br /&gt;Onde sempre iremos nos amar.&lt;br /&gt;No mesmo compasso os nossos corações.&lt;br /&gt;Sentindo os instantes, em profundas emoções.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero ser a namorada e amante.&lt;br /&gt;Sua mulher e confidente... Isto importa.&lt;br /&gt;Te farei feliz, quando atrás de nós&lt;br /&gt;se fechar aquela porta.&lt;br /&gt;Venha meu amor, vamos formar nosso lar.&lt;br /&gt;Onde seremos felizes SEMPRE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-5631962012047557512?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/5631962012047557512/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/sempre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/5631962012047557512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/5631962012047557512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/sempre.html' title='Sempre'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZazXsu2JI/AAAAAAAAAZY/bNvyp0JTDX0/s72-c/164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-5532243182428092744</id><published>2010-04-02T13:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T14:10:30.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Que É Amar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZartnvDFI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/cxJ0MCBLpnQ/s1600/163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455647705633066066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZartnvDFI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/cxJ0MCBLpnQ/s400/163.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Que É Amar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estar com o coração livre,&lt;br /&gt;deixar se conquistar.&lt;br /&gt;Você me viu ao longe,&lt;br /&gt;e foi se aproximando.&lt;br /&gt;Já com uma certeza,&lt;br /&gt;me ensinar O QUE É AMAR.&lt;br /&gt;Olhou em meus olhos,&lt;br /&gt;e viu minha liberdade.&lt;br /&gt;Me convidou para sair...&lt;br /&gt;Sabendo que eu ia gostar.&lt;br /&gt;Me fez acreditar...&lt;br /&gt;Na sua realidade,&lt;br /&gt;e nesta verdade.&lt;br /&gt;Você quis me abraçar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentei me entregar...&lt;br /&gt;Mas tudo deu errado.&lt;br /&gt;Naquele momento o mundo,&lt;br /&gt;parecia desabar.&lt;br /&gt;Você me segurou...&lt;br /&gt;E sem reservas me amou.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, se me perguntarem...&lt;br /&gt;O QUE É AMAR.&lt;br /&gt;Respondo: Em sinceridade&lt;br /&gt;basta primeiro olhar,&lt;br /&gt;se apaixonar...&lt;br /&gt;E depois totalmente se entregar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-5532243182428092744?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/5532243182428092744/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/o-que-e-amar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/5532243182428092744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/5532243182428092744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/o-que-e-amar.html' title='O Que É Amar'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZartnvDFI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/cxJ0MCBLpnQ/s72-c/163.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-2702197180021027219</id><published>2010-04-02T13:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T14:10:18.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Há um tempo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7Zai-Ii84I/AAAAAAAAAZI/WrHoFrrcTwI/s1600/162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455647555446829954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7Zai-Ii84I/AAAAAAAAAZI/WrHoFrrcTwI/s400/162.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Há um tempo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Existe um tempo...&lt;br /&gt;De todas as coisas em seus&lt;br /&gt;grandes e pequenos detalhes...&lt;br /&gt;Um tempo de viver,&lt;br /&gt;Outro de ir além...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um tempo de estações.&lt;br /&gt;O tempo das sementes...&lt;br /&gt;De plantar, flores, frutos&lt;br /&gt;e colher para sobreviver.&lt;br /&gt;O tempo de recomeçar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porém o ser humano,&lt;br /&gt;vive para mudar os tempos.&lt;br /&gt;Inventa regras, normas.&lt;br /&gt;Tentando retirar da terra,&lt;br /&gt;muito mais do que ela pode suportar.&lt;br /&gt;E conseguem ao tempo tudo mudar.&lt;br /&gt;Em conseqüência destas mudanças,&lt;br /&gt;a Terra sofre e reage&lt;br /&gt;com todas as suas forças...&lt;br /&gt;Surgem os terremotos, maremotos...&lt;br /&gt;A Terra engole produtos e pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Mar se revolta e invade...&lt;br /&gt;Casas, plantações e vidas.&lt;br /&gt;O planeta tenta se adequar,&lt;br /&gt;as mudanças que o homem inventa.&lt;br /&gt;Na procura de petróleo é fácil detonar.&lt;br /&gt;O chão... A água... E em profundezas,&lt;br /&gt;deixam vácuos, que a natureza&lt;br /&gt;precisa preencher...&lt;br /&gt;Precisa se reajustar.&lt;br /&gt;E nestes reajustes,&lt;br /&gt;muitas vidas a Terra vai levar.&lt;br /&gt;Isto é fato... É verdade...&lt;br /&gt;Basta a tudo observar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o tempo passa...&lt;br /&gt;Muitas coisas não vemos,&lt;br /&gt;e não tentamos mudar...&lt;br /&gt;A consciência de pessoas,&lt;br /&gt;que querem a Terra matar.&lt;br /&gt;Seria tão perfeito,&lt;br /&gt;se vivêssemos para nos amar...&lt;br /&gt;Nos apaixonar... E a Terra povoar.&lt;br /&gt;Com certeza o universo na realização&lt;br /&gt;de nossos sonhos iria conspirar.&lt;br /&gt;E aqui viveríamos a felicidade plena.&lt;br /&gt;Como seria bom esta realidade vivenciar.&lt;br /&gt;Merecemos viver em paz.&lt;br /&gt;Aqui é nosso lar.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo seria tranqüilo,&lt;br /&gt;harmonioso...&lt;br /&gt;A Fé...&lt;br /&gt;A Esperança...&lt;br /&gt;O amor eterno, a vida completa.&lt;br /&gt;Seria o desejo imutável.&lt;br /&gt;Nesta conspiração desejável.&lt;br /&gt;De viver... Neste tempo...&lt;br /&gt;Breve instante...&lt;br /&gt;De se realizar....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua© &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-2702197180021027219?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/2702197180021027219/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/ha-um-tempo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/2702197180021027219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/2702197180021027219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/ha-um-tempo.html' title='Há um tempo...'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7Zai-Ii84I/AAAAAAAAAZI/WrHoFrrcTwI/s72-c/162.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-465264896868266811</id><published>2010-04-02T13:57:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T14:10:05.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exclusividade...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZaY3at8gI/AAAAAAAAAZA/NIIRGLGdUyg/s1600/161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455647381845307906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZaY3at8gI/AAAAAAAAAZA/NIIRGLGdUyg/s400/161.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exclusividade...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como quero!!! Ser exclusiva...&lt;br /&gt;Ter você somente meu.&lt;br /&gt;Seu amor, seus desejos e chamegos...&lt;br /&gt;Ter seu corpo, sua alma e pensamento.&lt;br /&gt;Me acarinhando a todo instante em todo momento.&lt;br /&gt;Para você sou dez, sou mil.&lt;br /&gt;Sou sincera e verdadeira.&lt;br /&gt;Sou a vassala, a dama e a menina.&lt;br /&gt;Com você sou todas, também a vadia.&lt;br /&gt;Gosto quando você se faz de safado.&lt;br /&gt;Quando quer brincar, e se veste em fantasias.&lt;br /&gt;Me cubro de sonhos e me entrego.&lt;br /&gt;Na mais real das utopias.&lt;br /&gt;E nós dois, em vontades muito loucas.&lt;br /&gt;Brincamos com nossos corpos e bocas.&lt;br /&gt;Sua pele, em minha pele se arrepia.&lt;br /&gt;Nossas chamas, ardem em língua-poesia.&lt;br /&gt;Nossos sexos, pegam fogo de tanto desejo.&lt;br /&gt;Como é gostoso, gozar nesta euforia.&lt;br /&gt;Ouvir seus gemidos e delírios.&lt;br /&gt;Sendo escandalosa, tímida ou abusiva.&lt;br /&gt;SÓ SUA... Para você a EXCLUSIVA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-465264896868266811?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/465264896868266811/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/exclusividade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/465264896868266811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/465264896868266811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/exclusividade.html' title='Exclusividade...'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZaY3at8gI/AAAAAAAAAZA/NIIRGLGdUyg/s72-c/161.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-7392942650660044710</id><published>2010-04-02T13:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T14:09:55.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cento e cinquenta dias de nós dois</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZaPcgaXzI/AAAAAAAAAY4/jipTmy_uRRY/s1600/160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455647220002610994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZaPcgaXzI/AAAAAAAAAY4/jipTmy_uRRY/s400/160.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cento e cinquenta dias de nós dois&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantos momentos juntos,&lt;br /&gt;em plena felicidade...&lt;br /&gt;Você e eu com nossos ciúmes.&lt;br /&gt;Eu e você com nossas vontades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou sua bruxinha, você meu amado.&lt;br /&gt;Tirando as briguinhas,&lt;br /&gt;somos um casal apaixonado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me aceita como sou,&lt;br /&gt;que te aceito como és.&lt;br /&gt;E assim seguiremos juntos,&lt;br /&gt;por nossas longas estradas.&lt;br /&gt;Teremos um ao outro.&lt;br /&gt;Em nossas caminhadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não importando nossas vestes.&lt;br /&gt;Pois nos enxergamos como somos.&lt;br /&gt;Nus, ou vestidos como manda a tradição.&lt;br /&gt;Em nossos corpos e almas,&lt;br /&gt;que impere somente a paixão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não podemos nos esconder.&lt;br /&gt;Em um mundinho só nosso.&lt;br /&gt;Sendo que a todo momento,&lt;br /&gt;Surge alguém com direito e sentimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguém que também amamos...&lt;br /&gt;E por eles também nos dedicamos.&lt;br /&gt;Que o mundo seja grande e eterno.&lt;br /&gt;E possamos viver nosso amor no céu ou inferno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois apesar dos ciúmes e dos desejos.&lt;br /&gt;Da repartição e exclusividade...&lt;br /&gt;Sou somente sua...&lt;br /&gt;E você somente meu.&lt;br /&gt;No antes... No agora... E no depois.&lt;br /&gt;Nestes... Cento e cinquenta dias de nós dois.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-7392942650660044710?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/7392942650660044710/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/cento-e-cinquenta-dias-de-nos-dois.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/7392942650660044710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/7392942650660044710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/cento-e-cinquenta-dias-de-nos-dois.html' title='Cento e cinquenta dias de nós dois'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZaPcgaXzI/AAAAAAAAAY4/jipTmy_uRRY/s72-c/160.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-5064387959826113920</id><published>2010-04-02T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T14:09:38.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bom dia apaixonado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZaBC-ZN2I/AAAAAAAAAYw/UPeIIwG87Uw/s1600/159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455646972630873954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZaBC-ZN2I/AAAAAAAAAYw/UPeIIwG87Uw/s400/159.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bom dia apaixonado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom dia meu amado...&lt;br /&gt;Hoje o dia está lindo!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo com chuva ou ensolarado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas ruas e avenidas,&lt;br /&gt;o trânsito continua apressado.&lt;br /&gt;mas aqui dentro do meu peito...&lt;br /&gt;O tempo está calmo, feliz e enamorado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olho para o céu...&lt;br /&gt;Vejo as nuvens desenhando,&lt;br /&gt;este dia tão alegre...&lt;br /&gt;Pois nele vou te amando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As flores no jardim.&lt;br /&gt;A todos perfumando.&lt;br /&gt;Os pássaros nas árvores.&lt;br /&gt;Nossa canção assoviando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinta meu Bom Dia...&lt;br /&gt;Em seu coração...&lt;br /&gt;Sincero...&lt;br /&gt;Apaixonado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-5064387959826113920?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/5064387959826113920/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/bom-dia-apaixonado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/5064387959826113920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/5064387959826113920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/04/bom-dia-apaixonado.html' title='Bom dia apaixonado'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S7ZaBC-ZN2I/AAAAAAAAAYw/UPeIIwG87Uw/s72-c/159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-3412758576073978669</id><published>2010-02-05T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T13:54:59.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mensagem para você</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2yTgo_3reI/AAAAAAAAAYo/3949f7RF3K8/s1600-h/158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434881039299751394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2yTgo_3reI/AAAAAAAAAYo/3949f7RF3K8/s400/158.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mensagem para você&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cento e vinte dias, de pura paixão...&lt;br /&gt;Nesta nossa liberdade,&lt;br /&gt;vivendo nossa real verdade.&lt;br /&gt;Te quero, você me quer...&lt;br /&gt;Só isso importa.&lt;br /&gt;Quando atrás de nós&lt;br /&gt;fechamos aquela porta.&lt;br /&gt;O que você faz, o que eu faço...&lt;br /&gt;Nada disto interessa...&lt;br /&gt;Quando nos entregamos...&lt;br /&gt;Nos amamos.&lt;br /&gt;Sem pudor, e sem pressa.&lt;br /&gt;Te quero todos os dias...&lt;br /&gt;Te desejo todas as noites...&lt;br /&gt;E seguimos assim, indo sempre além.&lt;br /&gt;Quando te quero... Te encontro.&lt;br /&gt;Quando você me quer... Me tem.&lt;br /&gt;Desta vida não quero mais nada.&lt;br /&gt;Somente ser tua amante,&lt;br /&gt;eterna apaixonada.&lt;br /&gt;Você me faz feliz...&lt;br /&gt;Quando me sinto desejada.&lt;br /&gt;Quando estou em tuas mãos,&lt;br /&gt;não existe no mundo mais nada.&lt;br /&gt;Você realiza meus sonhos,&lt;br /&gt;meus fetiches e desejos.&lt;br /&gt;Para você entrego minha vida...&lt;br /&gt;Meu corpo e meus beijos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua© &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-3412758576073978669?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/3412758576073978669/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/02/mensagem-para-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/3412758576073978669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/3412758576073978669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/02/mensagem-para-voce.html' title='Mensagem para você'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2yTgo_3reI/AAAAAAAAAYo/3949f7RF3K8/s72-c/158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-3748869322833733136</id><published>2010-02-05T09:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T09:36:09.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bolo de chocolate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2xWHD-gnxI/AAAAAAAAAYY/eIv2x9u1frE/s1600-h/157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434813529655910162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2xWHD-gnxI/AAAAAAAAAYY/eIv2x9u1frE/s400/157.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bolo de chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você chegou trazendo nas mãos,&lt;br /&gt;um bolo de chocolate...&lt;br /&gt;Adivinhou meu querer...&lt;br /&gt;Meu desejo minha vontade.&lt;br /&gt;O calor tomou conta de nós,&lt;br /&gt;de nossos corpos intensos,&lt;br /&gt;com fome um do outro,&lt;br /&gt;querendo nos saciar e nos comer&lt;br /&gt;ficamos nus frente a frente,&lt;br /&gt;neste prazer de nos ter.&lt;br /&gt;Com o creme enfeitei o teu sexo.&lt;br /&gt;Você retribuiu o carinho.&lt;br /&gt;Com minha língua lambi o doce.&lt;br /&gt;você fazendo o que eu faço,&lt;br /&gt;indo por onde vou, e muito além&lt;br /&gt;do que imaginei que eu fosse.&lt;br /&gt;Coloca calda de chocolate&lt;br /&gt;por toda minha pele.&lt;br /&gt;Depois me lambe e me come...&lt;br /&gt;Que eu fico mole e no jeito,&lt;br /&gt;preparada para teu leito.&lt;br /&gt;Tua mesa... farta de tesão...&lt;br /&gt;Sou tua... Me come...&lt;br /&gt;Te como, com gostinho e vontade.&lt;br /&gt;Do seu bolo de verdade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua© &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-3748869322833733136?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/3748869322833733136/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/02/bolo-de-chocolate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/3748869322833733136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/3748869322833733136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/02/bolo-de-chocolate.html' title='Bolo de chocolate'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2xWHD-gnxI/AAAAAAAAAYY/eIv2x9u1frE/s72-c/157.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-6862833191863533154</id><published>2010-02-05T09:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T09:35:59.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amantes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2xV_ImFvCI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/xW2Rj1ZHADQ/s1600-h/156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434813393456708642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2xV_ImFvCI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/xW2Rj1ZHADQ/s400/156.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amantes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somos amantes, está é a realidade.&lt;br /&gt;Te terei sempre assim...&lt;br /&gt;Em seus momentos livres...&lt;br /&gt;Esta é a pura verdade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você me diz que é difícil conviver,&lt;br /&gt;em um casamento que nada tem mais a ver.&lt;br /&gt;A não ser uma vida,&lt;br /&gt;de construções e caminhadas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onde não existe mais carinho,&lt;br /&gt;desejo, uma vida apagada.&lt;br /&gt;Diz que me ama e que sempre me quer.&lt;br /&gt;Mas sou apenas sua amante...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei... Jamais serei tua mulher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria muito mais...&lt;br /&gt;Acordar ao teu lado...&lt;br /&gt;Ser tudo o que você precisasse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amparar, te socorrer...&lt;br /&gt;Além de te amar... De manhã...&lt;br /&gt;Até o anoitecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ser somente tua amante,&lt;br /&gt;não queria que fosse este o nosso final.&lt;br /&gt;Queria muito mais...&lt;br /&gt;Andar de mãos dadas, pelas ruas...&lt;br /&gt;Respeitando o sinal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhar em teus olhos,&lt;br /&gt;E com todos repartir este brilho.&lt;br /&gt;Ser livre, e com você fazer esta viagem...&lt;br /&gt;Sem ter nenhum empecilho.&lt;br /&gt;Fazer de sua felicidade, minha única bagagem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-6862833191863533154?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/6862833191863533154/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/02/amantes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/6862833191863533154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/6862833191863533154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/02/amantes.html' title='Amantes'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2xV_ImFvCI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/xW2Rj1ZHADQ/s72-c/156.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-5992306373406356820</id><published>2010-02-05T09:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T09:35:46.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tortura de Prazer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2xVhTtEQvI/AAAAAAAAAYI/tgSPGcMK0b8/s1600-h/155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434812881042686706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2xVhTtEQvI/AAAAAAAAAYI/tgSPGcMK0b8/s400/155.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tortura de Prazer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como é gostoso sentir teu calor.&lt;br /&gt;Seu corpo teso, junto ao meu.&lt;br /&gt;Teu desejo...&lt;br /&gt;Exposto em volume erétil.&lt;br /&gt;Me sinto tua fêmea,&lt;br /&gt; em pleno cio.&lt;br /&gt;Te querendo,&lt;br /&gt;e você acendendo o pavio.&lt;br /&gt;É tortura quando te vejo,&lt;br /&gt;e não posso te tocar...&lt;br /&gt;Teus olhos acendem o desejo.&lt;br /&gt;Fico louca para te amar.&lt;br /&gt;Invento mil formas em delícias.&lt;br /&gt;Tuas mãos em meu corpo,&lt;br /&gt;quero intensas carícias.&lt;br /&gt;Te busco,&lt;br /&gt;te quero.&lt;br /&gt;Sussurre em meus ouvidos,&lt;br /&gt;palavras obscenas...&lt;br /&gt;Me faz sentir,&lt;br /&gt;calor supremo em minhas entranhas.&lt;br /&gt;Minhas pernas enfraquecem,&lt;br /&gt;só de pensar.&lt;br /&gt;Que você chegou querendo...&lt;br /&gt;...me penetrar...&lt;br /&gt;venha... logo...&lt;br /&gt;Não me deixe um só minuto a te esperar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-5992306373406356820?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/5992306373406356820/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/02/tortura-de-prazer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/5992306373406356820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/5992306373406356820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/02/tortura-de-prazer.html' title='Tortura de Prazer'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2xVhTtEQvI/AAAAAAAAAYI/tgSPGcMK0b8/s72-c/155.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-6792163564324174206</id><published>2010-02-05T09:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T09:35:37.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sua menina Safada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2xVWVJh7CI/AAAAAAAAAYA/b9qEcRRYUDU/s1600-h/154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434812692451945506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2xVWVJh7CI/AAAAAAAAAYA/b9qEcRRYUDU/s400/154.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sua menina Safada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou tua menina, safada... levada.&lt;br /&gt;Gosto de sentir, teu corpo no meu.&lt;br /&gt;Brincar de tudo que é proibido.&lt;br /&gt;Chupar... Lamber...&lt;br /&gt;Morder... O é teu.&lt;br /&gt;Teu cheiro gosto me faz delirar.&lt;br /&gt;Tuas mãos em meus seios&lt;br /&gt;despertam prazer.&lt;br /&gt;Fico nua a te desejar...&lt;br /&gt;Vem...&lt;br /&gt;Traz carinho, meu bem querer.&lt;br /&gt;Em teu jardim&lt;br /&gt;quero ser o perfume.&lt;br /&gt;Da flor serei a maciez.&lt;br /&gt;Para quando me sentires se embriagar.&lt;br /&gt;E em meu corpo na volúpia se perder.&lt;br /&gt;Quero te fazer perder a razão.&lt;br /&gt;Te envolver em louco desejo.&lt;br /&gt;Depois te cobrir com meu doce beijo.&lt;br /&gt;Te envolver em puro tesão.&lt;br /&gt;Sou menina... Sou safada...&lt;br /&gt;E quando quiser me castigar.&lt;br /&gt;Me enche de carinho...&lt;br /&gt;Em meu corpo faz tua morada.&lt;br /&gt;Que eu deixo... Você em mim...&lt;br /&gt;Se realizar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-6792163564324174206?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/6792163564324174206/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/02/sua-menina-safada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/6792163564324174206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/6792163564324174206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/02/sua-menina-safada.html' title='Sua menina Safada'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2xVWVJh7CI/AAAAAAAAAYA/b9qEcRRYUDU/s72-c/154.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-6682128968506376852</id><published>2010-02-05T09:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T09:35:27.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sou sim, e dai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2xVL-2AjdI/AAAAAAAAAX4/fjyjbPzfzmE/s1600-h/153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434812514665795026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2xVL-2AjdI/AAAAAAAAAX4/fjyjbPzfzmE/s400/153.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou sim, e dai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou quem gosto de ser...&lt;br /&gt;Porque assim sei...&lt;br /&gt;Você sempre irá me querer.&lt;br /&gt;Sou gostosa.&lt;br /&gt;Do jeitinho que você quer.&lt;br /&gt;E não adianta negar.&lt;br /&gt;Seu desejo em me ter...&lt;br /&gt;Em me conquistar.&lt;br /&gt;Só de pensar em mim,&lt;br /&gt;você logo fica afoito.&lt;br /&gt;fica cego desejoso.&lt;br /&gt;De comigo praticar o coito.&lt;br /&gt;Me possua, me faz só tua.&lt;br /&gt;Teu corpo nu,&lt;br /&gt;quero entrando no meu.&lt;br /&gt;Me faz gozar, me domina.&lt;br /&gt;Como você quiser.&lt;br /&gt;Me penetra, me tortura.&lt;br /&gt;Sou tua, amante e mulher.&lt;br /&gt;Quando me tocas,&lt;br /&gt;meu sexo umedece...&lt;br /&gt;Acaricia meu desejo,&lt;br /&gt;me leva a loucura.&lt;br /&gt;Com sua língua me acaricia,&lt;br /&gt;nesta deliciosa aventura.&lt;br /&gt;Me deixa gemer,&lt;br /&gt;me entregar ao orgasmo.&lt;br /&gt;Te sinto vibrante...&lt;br /&gt;Goza em nossos entusiasmos.&lt;br /&gt;Goza... Convulsivamente...&lt;br /&gt;Em êxtase e espasmos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-6682128968506376852?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/6682128968506376852/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/02/sou-sim-e-dai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/6682128968506376852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/6682128968506376852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/02/sou-sim-e-dai.html' title='Sou sim, e dai'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2xVL-2AjdI/AAAAAAAAAX4/fjyjbPzfzmE/s72-c/153.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-2425519874960160931</id><published>2010-02-05T09:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T09:35:16.732-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presa a Você...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2xU3OzARmI/AAAAAAAAAXw/yDzLQHQMofc/s1600-h/152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434812158170908258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2xU3OzARmI/AAAAAAAAAXw/yDzLQHQMofc/s400/152.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Presa a Você...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me sinto presa a você,&lt;br /&gt;quando penso em nossas noites.&lt;br /&gt;Quando desejo teus carinhos...&lt;br /&gt;Em meus dias intensos quando...&lt;br /&gt;Penso em você...&lt;br /&gt;Relembro as horas&lt;br /&gt;em que passamos juntos.&lt;br /&gt;Como é gostoso sentir tuas mãos,&lt;br /&gt;percorrendo pelo meu corpo.&lt;br /&gt;Minhas mãos,&lt;br /&gt;às vezes seguem as tuas.&lt;br /&gt;E juntas encontram gozos e ternuras.&lt;br /&gt;Quando tua boca encontra a minha,&lt;br /&gt;e num ritual constante e amoroso.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto teu gosto,&lt;br /&gt;a me levar em deliciosas loucuras...&lt;br /&gt;Preza a você estou...&lt;br /&gt;Quando o desejo&lt;br /&gt;me invade na madrugada.&lt;br /&gt;Fico nua a imaginar...&lt;br /&gt;Por você sendo amada.&lt;br /&gt;Me perco em você...&lt;br /&gt;Vem me possuir...&lt;br /&gt;E me faça sentir...&lt;br /&gt;Teu prazer em meu prazer.&lt;br /&gt;Para nos libertar neste querer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua© &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-2425519874960160931?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/2425519874960160931/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/02/presa-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/2425519874960160931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/2425519874960160931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/02/presa-voce.html' title='Presa a Você...'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2xU3OzARmI/AAAAAAAAAXw/yDzLQHQMofc/s72-c/152.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-618597150146365824</id><published>2010-02-05T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T09:35:07.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu menino</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2xUsgijz9I/AAAAAAAAAXo/ojINBXFXIQM/s1600-h/151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434811973955211218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2xUsgijz9I/AAAAAAAAAXo/ojINBXFXIQM/s400/151.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu menino&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem meu menino quero te ensinar...&lt;br /&gt;Preciso te contar...&lt;br /&gt;O que gosto... Como gosto...&lt;br /&gt;Venha depressa me amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosto quando sua boca me faz arrepiar.&lt;br /&gt;Quando sua língua massageia meus&lt;br /&gt;pontos mais sensíveis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E me leva a gozar.&lt;br /&gt;Meu corpo se enche de tesão.&lt;br /&gt;Fico tensa... Fico em chamas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando me invade com teu corpo.&lt;br /&gt;Vem meu menino, eu deixo você me penetrar.&lt;br /&gt;Abro minhas pernas para te ver se aninhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seguro em teu corpo, e fico a te puxar.&lt;br /&gt;Para dentro... para fora...&lt;br /&gt;Como é gostoso te experimentar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É macio e ao mesmo tempo teso,&lt;br /&gt;este teu caminhar...&lt;br /&gt;Dentro e fora...&lt;br /&gt;Assim me faz outra vez gozar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Põe em minha boca...&lt;br /&gt;Quero te chupar...&lt;br /&gt;Sentir o teu tesão,&lt;br /&gt;invadir a minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sente comigo...&lt;br /&gt;Explode comigo,&lt;br /&gt;o melhor desta vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-618597150146365824?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/618597150146365824/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/02/meu-menino.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/618597150146365824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/618597150146365824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/02/meu-menino.html' title='Meu menino'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2xUsgijz9I/AAAAAAAAAXo/ojINBXFXIQM/s72-c/151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-7809627014554811313</id><published>2010-01-27T05:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T05:47:12.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Você Mexeu Com A Minha Vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2BCgwOUXjI/AAAAAAAAAXg/yi5uCP0Sn8w/s1600-h/150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431414281077022258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2BCgwOUXjI/AAAAAAAAAXg/yi5uCP0Sn8w/s400/150.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você Mexeu Com A Minha Vida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha vida já não é a mesma,&lt;br /&gt;está seguindo um rumo perfeito...&lt;br /&gt;Você me mostrou tantas coisas belas.&lt;br /&gt;Renovo a cada dia a paixão em meu peito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muitas marcas me deixava o passado.&lt;br /&gt;Mas seu amor me livrou da angústia e solidão.&lt;br /&gt;Nesta paixão estou aprisionada.&lt;br /&gt;Sem celas, sem algemas e sem pecado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria você para apenas um instante.&lt;br /&gt;Porém, você chegou, e para ficar.&lt;br /&gt;Tenho receio de fazer algo errado,&lt;br /&gt;e sem querer te magoar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando estou com você meu mundo se transforma.&lt;br /&gt;Em alegrias... Em prazer e felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;Você é o sentimento em forma de poesia.&lt;br /&gt;Que me enche a vida de esperança e fantasia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diga que nunca irá me deixar.&lt;br /&gt;E que vamos viver nosso sonho dourado.&lt;br /&gt;Conquistando um ao outro todos os dias.&lt;br /&gt;Ternura... Beijos... Paixão e desejos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua© &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-7809627014554811313?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/7809627014554811313/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/01/voce-mexeu-com-minha-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/7809627014554811313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/7809627014554811313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/01/voce-mexeu-com-minha-vida.html' title='Você Mexeu Com A Minha Vida'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2BCgwOUXjI/AAAAAAAAAXg/yi5uCP0Sn8w/s72-c/150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-4942913761808064398</id><published>2010-01-27T05:40:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T05:47:02.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sou Bruxinha sim...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2BCYvIYhqI/AAAAAAAAAXY/YPdZa4S2q_g/s1600-h/149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431414143344740002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2BCYvIYhqI/AAAAAAAAAXY/YPdZa4S2q_g/s400/149.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou Bruxinha sim...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em você joguei um feitiço,&lt;br /&gt;bem feito e com tudo que tinha direito.&lt;br /&gt;Meu magnetismo vai te puxar&lt;br /&gt;para ao meu lado você sempre ficar...&lt;br /&gt;Quando as noites chegarem&lt;br /&gt;e a brisa de leve seu rosto tocar,&lt;br /&gt;a magia sentirá que está solta no ar.&lt;br /&gt;E somente meu amor vai desejar,&lt;br /&gt;assim serão todos os dias...&lt;br /&gt;Nesta sua incessante jornada...&lt;br /&gt;Eu sua bruxinha,&lt;br /&gt;prontinha para ser amada.&lt;br /&gt;Te espero com muitas porções,&lt;br /&gt;de beijos, abraços e carinhos.&lt;br /&gt;Não adianta se imunizar,&lt;br /&gt;para você sempre terei um novo feitiço.&lt;br /&gt;De mim jamais se verá livre...&lt;br /&gt;pois somente eu realizarei teus desejos&lt;br /&gt;te levarei as alturas...&lt;br /&gt;Com meu corpo e meus beijos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-4942913761808064398?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/4942913761808064398/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/01/sou-bruxinha-sim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4942913761808064398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4942913761808064398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/01/sou-bruxinha-sim.html' title='Sou Bruxinha sim...'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2BCYvIYhqI/AAAAAAAAAXY/YPdZa4S2q_g/s72-c/149.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-7187306636698820185</id><published>2010-01-27T05:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T05:44:14.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prazer &amp; Dor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2BCQXudQsI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/P_2KUk_d_rQ/s1600-h/148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431413999623029442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2BCQXudQsI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/P_2KUk_d_rQ/s400/148.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prazer &amp;amp; Dor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu prazer é te ver sofrer,&lt;br /&gt;nesta angustia de querer.&lt;br /&gt;sou profana, em volúpias sensuais,&lt;br /&gt;Com chicote na mão,&lt;br /&gt;e sentimento no coração.&lt;br /&gt;Te excito, te machuco... Com desejos.&lt;br /&gt;Me torturas quando me amarras...&lt;br /&gt;E me provocas com teus beijos.&lt;br /&gt;De tesão me faz gemer...&lt;br /&gt;Me faz escrava a ser castigada.&lt;br /&gt;Me disciplina para ser sua amada.&lt;br /&gt;Me bate com força...&lt;br /&gt;E quando de dor não agüentar.&lt;br /&gt;Me penetra em sua arte de amar.&lt;br /&gt;Me leva ao gozo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-7187306636698820185?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/7187306636698820185/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/01/prazer-dor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/7187306636698820185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/7187306636698820185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/01/prazer-dor.html' title='Prazer &amp; Dor'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2BCQXudQsI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/P_2KUk_d_rQ/s72-c/148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-6961420322557055989</id><published>2010-01-27T05:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T05:44:04.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O QUE É SAUDADE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2BCH4O91sI/AAAAAAAAAXI/ASGIczR6Sfg/s1600-h/147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431413853730494146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2BCH4O91sI/AAAAAAAAAXI/ASGIczR6Sfg/s400/147.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O QUE É SAUDADE...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudade... É a vontade querida,&lt;br /&gt;de trazer para o presente algo do passado.&lt;br /&gt;Que um dia trouxe felicidade em nossa vida...&lt;br /&gt;E hoje, ao longe se vai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudade... É querer um momento que se foi.&lt;br /&gt;É desejar alguém que não esta mais ao nosso lado.&lt;br /&gt;É relembrar instantes com carinho...&lt;br /&gt;Instantes que hoje, não existem mais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um beijo que deixou do gosto o arrepio.&lt;br /&gt;Um abraço, que ainda traz calor...&lt;br /&gt;Quando relebrado... A gente sente na barriga um frio.&lt;br /&gt;Um sentimento perdido... Saudade de amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um toque, mesmo que "sem querer"...&lt;br /&gt;Deixa saudades por todo o viver.&lt;br /&gt;Um olhar, em meio a multidão...&lt;br /&gt;Traz muitas lembranças no coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A saudade verdadeira, não traz tristeza,&lt;br /&gt;apenas recordação...&lt;br /&gt;E senti-la, às vezes faz bem...&lt;br /&gt;Desperta no ser emoção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A saudade, faz suspirar...&lt;br /&gt;Quando ela chega e não quer passar.&lt;br /&gt;Não é paixão recolhida...&lt;br /&gt;É apenas a vontade...&lt;br /&gt;De trazer do passado,&lt;br /&gt;um instante... um alguém...&lt;br /&gt;para a atual realidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-6961420322557055989?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/6961420322557055989/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-que-e-saudade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/6961420322557055989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/6961420322557055989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-que-e-saudade.html' title='O QUE É SAUDADE...'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2BCH4O91sI/AAAAAAAAAXI/ASGIczR6Sfg/s72-c/147.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-1953377054893698980</id><published>2010-01-27T05:38:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T05:43:54.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ofertório</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2BB_GAxmHI/AAAAAAAAAXA/gfbwjfr401A/s1600-h/146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431413702810245234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2BB_GAxmHI/AAAAAAAAAXA/gfbwjfr401A/s400/146.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ofertório&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entrego todo meu amor,&lt;br /&gt;nesta oferenda mais que simbólica.&lt;br /&gt;Meus sentimentos, minha devoção.&lt;br /&gt;É todo seu meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para este amor, faço minha oração.&lt;br /&gt;E peço por todos os momentos,&lt;br /&gt;que vivemos e juntos e passamos,&lt;br /&gt;de mãos dadas ou em pensamentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peço que sejamos livres do mal&lt;br /&gt;e possamos viver um para o outro.&lt;br /&gt;Pois neste nosso mundo real.&lt;br /&gt;Problemas surgem a todos instantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viveremos em total comunhão.&lt;br /&gt;Quando as bênçãos dos céus,&lt;br /&gt;em nós forem derramadas.&lt;br /&gt;Seguiremos unidos em nossa estrada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O mundo não terá atrações...&lt;br /&gt;Se estas forem imunizadas.&lt;br /&gt;Para nós só importa as delicias,&lt;br /&gt;benditas e profundas... E purificadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viveremos em nosso paraíso,&lt;br /&gt;eu e você em paz e intenção&lt;br /&gt;faremos de tudo o que for preciso...&lt;br /&gt;Para vivermos em perfeita união.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor verdadeiro em nós sobreviverá...&lt;br /&gt;Amém!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-1953377054893698980?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/1953377054893698980/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/01/ofertorio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/1953377054893698980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/1953377054893698980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/01/ofertorio.html' title='Ofertório'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2BB_GAxmHI/AAAAAAAAAXA/gfbwjfr401A/s72-c/146.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-6183234401081086959</id><published>2010-01-27T05:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T05:43:45.732-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEOQAV</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2BB25HfslI/AAAAAAAAAW4/kAM5tHk0szM/s1600-h/145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431413561909817938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2BB25HfslI/AAAAAAAAAW4/kAM5tHk0szM/s400/145.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEOQAV&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca se esqueça o quanto amo você,&lt;br /&gt;É só teu todos os meus pensamentos.&lt;br /&gt;A você entrego todo meu carinho,&lt;br /&gt;minha paixão e meus sentimentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanto te vi logo queria,&lt;br /&gt;que a felicidade visitasse meus dias.&lt;br /&gt;Ela veio em forma de ternura,&lt;br /&gt;com você em palavras-poesias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No ar ouço uma nova canção,&lt;br /&gt;e ela me faz delirar...&lt;br /&gt;Só desejo ouvir sempre esta melodia.&lt;br /&gt;Que me leva a você para amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O perfume das flores são mais intensos,&lt;br /&gt;sinto teu cheiro impregnado ao meu.&lt;br /&gt;Quando desejo teu corpo, em meu corpo.&lt;br /&gt;Me elevo... E me sinto em apogeu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O céu a terra e o mar.&lt;br /&gt;São testemunhas deste impetuoso amor.&lt;br /&gt;Quando fico só me encontro perdida.&lt;br /&gt;Sou teu cálice, você a bebida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca se esqueça o quanto amo você.&lt;br /&gt;Pois somos, a calmaria e o fuzuê.&lt;br /&gt;Somos toda pergunta e todo o porquê.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca se esqueça... Amo você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-6183234401081086959?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/6183234401081086959/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/01/neoqav.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/6183234401081086959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/6183234401081086959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/01/neoqav.html' title='NEOQAV'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2BB25HfslI/AAAAAAAAAW4/kAM5tHk0szM/s72-c/145.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-3879342336484510755</id><published>2010-01-27T05:37:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T05:49:35.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mensagem para você.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2BBtOhqhpI/AAAAAAAAAWw/XvQ1B1GpaD4/s1600-h/144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431413395858032274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2BBtOhqhpI/AAAAAAAAAWw/XvQ1B1GpaD4/s400/144.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mensagem para você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nossos olhares se cruzaram &lt;br /&gt;no mais louco interesse,&lt;br /&gt;de imediato nasceu o desejo &lt;br /&gt;e a vontade de nos pertencer.&lt;br /&gt;A angústia da espera por um telefonema...&lt;br /&gt;Sua voz abafada, &lt;br /&gt;a minha querendo sair da garganta e nada.&lt;br /&gt;Quando nos falamos novamente ao telefone, &lt;br /&gt;a esperança se fez mais forte... &lt;br /&gt;Os sonhos, fantasias tudo indicava&lt;br /&gt;que poderiam se tornar realidade &lt;br /&gt;nossos doces delírios...&lt;br /&gt;Mensagens sempre presentes... &lt;br /&gt;Palavras sempre constantes...&lt;br /&gt;Poemas nascendo da alma... &lt;br /&gt;E ansiedade por um novo encontro.&lt;br /&gt;Dia 13 tão esperando... &lt;br /&gt;Por um coração desejando outro coração.&lt;br /&gt;Nosso dia de sorte... &lt;br /&gt;Onde firmamos nossa paixão.&lt;br /&gt;O tesão explodindo no corpo, &lt;br /&gt;o toque... O carinho.&lt;br /&gt;Nossos encontros furtivos... &lt;br /&gt;A emoção fazendo sentido,&lt;br /&gt;em cada instante, &lt;br /&gt;em cada espera... &lt;br /&gt;Em todos os momentos.&lt;br /&gt;Assim nasceu nosso amor... &lt;br /&gt;Dois seres em busca da felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;De uma simples mensagem... &lt;br /&gt;Telefonemas... Encontros...&lt;br /&gt;Nos realizamos um com o outro... &lt;br /&gt;Gosto do toque de sua pele.&lt;br /&gt;Do brilho de seu olhar... &lt;br /&gt;Dos seus desejos vindo &lt;br /&gt;de encontro aos meus.&lt;br /&gt;De nossas buscas pelo prazer, &lt;br /&gt;de nossas entregas...&lt;br /&gt;Como são gostosas nossas entregas... &lt;br /&gt;Quando satisfeitos nos olhamos.&lt;br /&gt;Sem medo... Sem pudor... &lt;br /&gt;Apenas querendo recomeçar tudo novamente.&lt;br /&gt;Você me faz segura em teu amor... &lt;br /&gt;Te amo com toda segurança...&lt;br /&gt;Te amo... Com toda a certeza... &lt;br /&gt;De que sempre estaremos juntos,&lt;br /&gt;nesta aventura de nos amar... &lt;br /&gt;E principalmente...&lt;br /&gt;Nesta aventura de buscar e lutar, &lt;br /&gt;incessantemente pela nossa felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-3879342336484510755?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/3879342336484510755/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/01/mensagem-para-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/3879342336484510755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/3879342336484510755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/01/mensagem-para-voce.html' title='Mensagem para você.'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2BBtOhqhpI/AAAAAAAAAWw/XvQ1B1GpaD4/s72-c/144.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-1582618767732428538</id><published>2010-01-27T05:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T05:43:27.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Entre o Céu a Terra e o Mar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2BBj18I09I/AAAAAAAAAWo/Py1GCoe70rI/s1600-h/143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431413234639360978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2BBj18I09I/AAAAAAAAAWo/Py1GCoe70rI/s400/143.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Entre o Céu a Terra e o Mar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Existem muitos mistérios,&lt;br /&gt;Entre o céu a terra e o mar.&lt;br /&gt;Porém o mais inexplicável de todos.&lt;br /&gt;É como o universo nos juntou para amar.&lt;br /&gt;Quantos caminhos existem&lt;br /&gt;para chegar ao teu coração.&lt;br /&gt;Quantas estradas ainda tenho que percorrer.&lt;br /&gt;Para que eu possa, em teus braços me perder.&lt;br /&gt;Meus olhos só querem aos teus enxergar.&lt;br /&gt;Meu corpo só quer ao teu, se entregar.&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe, um dia faremos parte...&lt;br /&gt;Do céu... Da Terra e do mar.&lt;br /&gt;Pois o destino dará um jeito.&lt;br /&gt;De nossas vidas, sempre ajuntar.&lt;br /&gt;Nosso amor é livre, por isto a cada dia&lt;br /&gt;estamos mais acorrentados nesta nossa alegria.&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor por você, teu amor por mim...&lt;br /&gt;São tão perfeitos e iguais...&lt;br /&gt;Que o Céu... A Terra e o Mar...&lt;br /&gt;Não conseguirão outros construir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamais!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-1582618767732428538?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/1582618767732428538/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/01/entre-o-ceu-terra-e-o-mar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/1582618767732428538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/1582618767732428538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/01/entre-o-ceu-terra-e-o-mar.html' title='Entre o Céu a Terra e o Mar'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2BBj18I09I/AAAAAAAAAWo/Py1GCoe70rI/s72-c/143.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-9170089816363081690</id><published>2010-01-27T05:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T05:43:16.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do casulo para a vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2BBa17dQuI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Iy1Ys5rbfzE/s1600-h/142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431413080017683170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2BBa17dQuI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Iy1Ys5rbfzE/s400/142.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do casulo para a vida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, algo se rompeu dentro de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto como se até agora&lt;br /&gt;estivesse envolvida em um casulo.&lt;br /&gt;Tal qual uma borboleta&lt;br /&gt;quando descobre que é hora de se libertar...&lt;br /&gt;De repente observei ao meu redor...&lt;br /&gt;Enxerguei a casca que me prendia.&lt;br /&gt;Percebi o sentido da vida, e o desejo da liberdade.&lt;br /&gt;Criar asas é pouco, o céu... A terra...&lt;br /&gt;O universo são os limites. Infinitos...&lt;br /&gt;Quero viver o tempo que ainda tenho,&lt;br /&gt;desfrutando de tudo que tenho direito.&lt;br /&gt;Quero amar... Sentir que sou mais eu.&lt;br /&gt;Quero voar entre palavras e desejos.&lt;br /&gt;Quero sentir a força de um beijo.&lt;br /&gt;Não quero viver presa a um passado...&lt;br /&gt;Quando tinha você para caminhar ao meu lado.&lt;br /&gt;Pois, com isto, você foi tomando conta de meu ser.&lt;br /&gt;Não existia mais eu...&lt;br /&gt;Apenas você...&lt;br /&gt;Neste meu corpo inerte...&lt;br /&gt;Vegetando em solo somente teu.&lt;br /&gt;Quero tomar minhas decisões...&lt;br /&gt;Quero ser um ser por completo.&lt;br /&gt;Não é fácil criar asas...&lt;br /&gt;O tempo de reclusão.&lt;br /&gt;A espera...&lt;br /&gt;Pelo rompimento de algo&lt;br /&gt;que ficou emaranhado nas entranhas,&lt;br /&gt;que envolveu todo meu corpo e mente...&lt;br /&gt;Por um tempo longo...&lt;br /&gt;E se transformou em asas... Lindas asas...&lt;br /&gt;Tecidas na solidão e na angústia...&lt;br /&gt;Sei que fui tua mulher enquanto vivi ao teu lado.&lt;br /&gt;Mas é hora de voar... Voar para longe...&lt;br /&gt;E viver a vida que o tempo ainda me reserva.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, me despeço das lembranças...&lt;br /&gt;Digo adeus a você,&lt;br /&gt;e a tudo que me prendia a esta vida,&lt;br /&gt;não mais minha... Mas a sua vida em mim.&lt;br /&gt;Quero ganhar meu espaço...&lt;br /&gt;Transformar meu universo...&lt;br /&gt;Em metamorfose total... Recomeçar a vida,&lt;br /&gt;pela vontade de voltar e ser mais eu.&lt;br /&gt;Dar novos sentidos aos meus objetivos.&lt;br /&gt;Em metamorfose de mim mesma,&lt;br /&gt;quero voar...&lt;br /&gt;Em busca de minha liberdade.&lt;br /&gt;Quero encontrar com a paz,&lt;br /&gt;que existe dentro de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Me fazer valer pelo que sou...&lt;br /&gt;Pelo que sempre fui.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me como uma borboleta,&lt;br /&gt;arrebentando a própria pele que me envolveu.&lt;br /&gt;Em dores de parto, busco a vida por completa.&lt;br /&gt;Estas dores se transformarão&lt;br /&gt;na mais perfeita alegria de viver.&lt;br /&gt;Se transformarão em asas...&lt;br /&gt;Lindas asas coloridas...&lt;br /&gt;Que me levarão até as nuvens,&lt;br /&gt;brancas nuvens a serem vividas.&lt;br /&gt;E sobrevoarei pelos teus caminhos,&lt;br /&gt;com as asas de minha vida...&lt;br /&gt;Vivendo e sendo feliz...&lt;br /&gt;Como tem que ser...&lt;br /&gt;Como sempre tinha que ser...&lt;br /&gt;Hoje e para sempre!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-9170089816363081690?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/9170089816363081690/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/01/do-casulo-para-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/9170089816363081690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/9170089816363081690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/01/do-casulo-para-vida.html' title='Do casulo para a vida'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2BBa17dQuI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Iy1Ys5rbfzE/s72-c/142.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-4265959278186856712</id><published>2010-01-27T05:35:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T05:43:05.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dependência</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2BBSiPOV3I/AAAAAAAAAWY/jlHGNQPk0c0/s1600-h/141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431412937292928882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2BBSiPOV3I/AAAAAAAAAWY/jlHGNQPk0c0/s400/141.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dependência&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta dependência&lt;br /&gt;de teus carinhos&lt;br /&gt;me leva a loucura&lt;br /&gt;em você sou viciada...&lt;br /&gt;E não encontro cura.&lt;br /&gt;Quem dera me saciasse,&lt;br /&gt;com um beijo, um abraço...&lt;br /&gt;Mas somente com teu corpo.&lt;br /&gt;Completamente nu, me satisfaço.&lt;br /&gt;Sou completamente viciada.&lt;br /&gt;Em teu cheiro, em teu suave toque...&lt;br /&gt;E por mais que eu tente,&lt;br /&gt;não consigo viver sem você...&lt;br /&gt;Fico tonta, angustiada.&lt;br /&gt;Preciso ser amada.&lt;br /&gt;Meu sangue gela nas veias...&lt;br /&gt;Suo frio, se você não vem.&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração dispara...&lt;br /&gt;Meu corpo estremece.&lt;br /&gt;Quando chega a hora de te ter.&lt;br /&gt;Não penso em outra coisa...&lt;br /&gt;Somente em ser possuída.&lt;br /&gt;Vem, depressa&lt;br /&gt;e me traga o que preciso.&lt;br /&gt;Teu amor e teu sorriso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-4265959278186856712?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/4265959278186856712/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/01/dependencia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4265959278186856712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4265959278186856712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/01/dependencia.html' title='Dependência'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2BBSiPOV3I/AAAAAAAAAWY/jlHGNQPk0c0/s72-c/141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959507987758738769.post-4501050466597125726</id><published>2010-01-27T05:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T05:42:55.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ciúme</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2BBJvQfCKI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/5lydnYHEkaE/s1600-h/140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431412786169055394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2BBJvQfCKI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/5lydnYHEkaE/s400/140.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ciúme&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s1600-h/solluaxara.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338403920099153330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShXSFM0QFbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O4GjZxAUGp4/s400/solluaxara.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para que ciúmes se meu amor é teu.&lt;br /&gt;Não quero sua liberdade,&lt;br /&gt;Pois sei que seu amor.&lt;br /&gt;É somente e totalmente meu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sou ciumenta, sou moderninha.&lt;br /&gt;Mas gosto de tudo certo,&lt;br /&gt;Contanto que você fique na minha.&lt;br /&gt;E me mantenha sempre por perto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ser feliz e ter liberdade,&lt;br /&gt;é fácil e descomplicado...&lt;br /&gt;Ficar brava por ciúmes é maldade.&lt;br /&gt;Só quem ama é livre esta é a verdade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que eu me morda por dentro.&lt;br /&gt;Juro não é ciúmes só um pouco de cuidado.&lt;br /&gt;Não vou também facilitar,&lt;br /&gt;Não quero uma outra atrás de meu amado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sou ciumenta sou cautelosa.&lt;br /&gt;Pode ter quantas amizades quiser.&lt;br /&gt;Contanto que eu seja a única que você queira...&lt;br /&gt;Em sua cama, como amante e mulher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol Lua©&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1959507987758738769-4501050466597125726?l=solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/feeds/4501050466597125726/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/01/ciume.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4501050466597125726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1959507987758738769/posts/default/4501050466597125726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solluaemversoseprosas.blogspot.com/2010/01/ciume.html' title='Ciúme'/><author><name>Sol Lua©</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16022225576145792857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/ShWSrEnihTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E0fSa5Ux0q8/S220/sollua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzYDTm0-7G0/S2BBJvQfCKI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/5lydnYHEkaE/s72-c/140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
