<?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-2638976591057257185</id><updated>2012-02-16T13:08:13.137Z</updated><category term='meu'/><title type='text'>Devaneios com Desabafos</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-8448647595875356414</id><published>2010-09-22T09:49:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T10:16:42.872+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sim!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/TJnJBM8Y46I/AAAAAAAAALk/mOLRZJBlIXE/s1600/m%C3%A7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519663840810820514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/TJnJBM8Y46I/AAAAAAAAALk/mOLRZJBlIXE/s320/m%C3%A7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Demasiado perto e tão bom &lt;div align="center"&gt;Demasiado presente e tão necessário&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Demasiado em mim e tão completo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;És assim aqui, presente meu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digo-te muito&lt;br /&gt;Muitas vezes que te quero&lt;br /&gt;Derretido em mim&lt;br /&gt;Fundido em nós&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;És a minha loucura tranquila&lt;br /&gt;És o meu fogo em paz&lt;br /&gt;És quem ilumina a minha noite escura&lt;br /&gt;És quem arranca de mim o que nunca pensei dar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-8448647595875356414?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/8448647595875356414/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/09/sim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/8448647595875356414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/8448647595875356414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/09/sim.html' title='Sim!'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/TJnJBM8Y46I/AAAAAAAAALk/mOLRZJBlIXE/s72-c/m%C3%A7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-3724263704503164185</id><published>2010-07-23T10:10:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T10:28:49.838+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor (e)Terno</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/TElgXrSqXRI/AAAAAAAAALU/FATHagyCMfA/s1600/amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497030780056657170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/TElgXrSqXRI/AAAAAAAAALU/FATHagyCMfA/s320/amor.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; É bom saber que sim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que existes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que chegaste para mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;É bom saber que posso, finalmente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Descansar em calor ao teu lado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Entrelaçar os meus braços nos teus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;É bom saber que em tudo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Receio um dia não ter nada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E beber cada momento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Até à exaustão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do sentimento, do prazer e do conforto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;É bom saber que o agora é eterno&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E o eterno é enquanto durar... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-3724263704503164185?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/3724263704503164185/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/07/amor-eterno.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/3724263704503164185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/3724263704503164185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/07/amor-eterno.html' title='Amor (e)Terno'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/TElgXrSqXRI/AAAAAAAAALU/FATHagyCMfA/s72-c/amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-5425578641795325387</id><published>2010-06-30T21:48:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T22:05:06.079+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Como?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/TCuxSLW7M9I/AAAAAAAAALM/mU410mXQfMU/s1600/toque.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488675496725787602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/TCuxSLW7M9I/AAAAAAAAALM/mU410mXQfMU/s320/toque.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não sei que me deu&lt;/div&gt;Esqueci-me do amor&lt;br /&gt;Lembrei-me que não sei mais como é&lt;br /&gt;Receber carinho&lt;br /&gt;Sentir o calor&lt;br /&gt;Entrelaçar as mãos ao luar&lt;br /&gt;E cantar durante o amanhecer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Acabei de me lembrar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que de tudo isto me esqueci&lt;br /&gt;Já não sei como ser, estar ou fazer&lt;br /&gt;De mim com alguém que não seja eu&lt;br /&gt;Cerrar os olhos e ouvir o respirar&lt;br /&gt;Profundo do outro&lt;br /&gt;Que vazio preenche a minha cama&lt;br /&gt;De não estar, não saber e querer&lt;br /&gt;A cumplicidade do ser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-5425578641795325387?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/5425578641795325387/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/06/como.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/5425578641795325387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/5425578641795325387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/06/como.html' title='Como?'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/TCuxSLW7M9I/AAAAAAAAALM/mU410mXQfMU/s72-c/toque.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-582939106531287463</id><published>2010-06-21T22:05:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T22:12:59.927+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentir, sinto, sentindo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/TB_Ve8rZcpI/AAAAAAAAALE/Y1seWCKceNk/s1600/bambu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 217px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485337598821495442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/TB_Ve8rZcpI/AAAAAAAAALE/Y1seWCKceNk/s320/bambu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Se eu não sentisse o que sinto &lt;div align="center"&gt;Não faria sentido sentir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mais nada do que sinto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pois só sentido o que sinto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sinto que te sinto também&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que este sentir faz sentido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Assim, mais além&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Além de nós que sentimos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E não sabemos bem que sentir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Até onde ir com este sentimento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De querer e sofrer por não ter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mais o sentimento que se tem!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-582939106531287463?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/582939106531287463/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/06/sentir-sinto-sentindo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/582939106531287463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/582939106531287463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/06/sentir-sinto-sentindo.html' title='Sentir, sinto, sentindo'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/TB_Ve8rZcpI/AAAAAAAAALE/Y1seWCKceNk/s72-c/bambu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-5032084569422836088</id><published>2010-04-26T21:53:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T22:13:30.809+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Até um dia, eternamente!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S9YB1pj0b3I/AAAAAAAAAK8/uVAN1ADk9fw/s1600/malagueta+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464557219061460850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S9YB1pj0b3I/AAAAAAAAAK8/uVAN1ADk9fw/s320/malagueta+2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Continuo sem te saber muito bem &lt;div align="center"&gt;Continuo com pouca pressa de te saber melhor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Continuo com o mesmo desejo de te saber porém&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mais vezes, muito bem e bem melhor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Continuo sim, com vontade de ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De ter o teu toque, o teu cheiro em mim&lt;br /&gt;De cerrar os olhos, cruzar minhas pernas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E num gesto cativar-te&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Segredar-te os meus anseios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Os meus medos de te ter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Os receios de te desejar mais que a conta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perder-me de ti por mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pouco interessa até quando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quero saber o quanto é bom enquanto for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pelo tempo eterno&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Contado em minutos para depois deixar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aquele cheiro, aquele sabor, aquele desejo em mim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-5032084569422836088?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/5032084569422836088/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/04/ate-um-dia-eternamente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/5032084569422836088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/5032084569422836088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/04/ate-um-dia-eternamente.html' title='Até um dia, eternamente!'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S9YB1pj0b3I/AAAAAAAAAK8/uVAN1ADk9fw/s72-c/malagueta+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-8867609932124704844</id><published>2010-04-14T20:57:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T21:18:59.471+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Religiosamente</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S8Yg7J0MswI/AAAAAAAAAK0/DnhZSpe5c38/s1600/sto+ant%C3%B3nio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460087798852530946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S8Yg7J0MswI/AAAAAAAAAK0/DnhZSpe5c38/s320/sto+ant%C3%B3nio.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ai vida que tanto me queres&lt;/div&gt;Ai vida que tanto me dás&lt;br /&gt;Que não consigo segurar&lt;br /&gt;Todos os caminhos que ficaram para trás&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chegaste e entraste&lt;br /&gt;Assim com pequena licença&lt;br /&gt;De querer e dizer mais&lt;br /&gt;Só, basta e não aguentaste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu enfim fiquei&lt;br /&gt;Consolada no teu silêncio&lt;br /&gt;Conformada sem o teu calor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com desejos de fé pecando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Esperança no acreditar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De merecer quem vivo querendo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-8867609932124704844?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/8867609932124704844/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/04/devaneando.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/8867609932124704844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/8867609932124704844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/04/devaneando.html' title='Religiosamente'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S8Yg7J0MswI/AAAAAAAAAK0/DnhZSpe5c38/s72-c/sto+ant%C3%B3nio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-5445319469151577841</id><published>2010-04-05T21:35:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T22:19:49.335+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Peço-te, por favor!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S7pTwKi2sQI/AAAAAAAAAKs/P4e3FGuK-HQ/s1600/linhas+cruzadas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456765985442148610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S7pTwKi2sQI/AAAAAAAAAKs/P4e3FGuK-HQ/s320/linhas+cruzadas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Talvez seja pedir muito &lt;div align="center"&gt;À vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A ti que me queiras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tenho caminhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Percorridos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tenho medo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Medo de perder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A tua presença&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O contentamento de sem te ter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Querer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mais que muito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mais que isto&lt;br /&gt;Mais que o meu mundo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E se não souber?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E se não for para ser?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Depois que faço, como continuo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que caminhos hei-de percorrer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se souber que não te irei encontrar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deixa-me agora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se não me quiseres depois&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não mates minha sede&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Com a tua presença&lt;br /&gt;Nos meus dias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sempre demasiado longos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para momentos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sempre demasiado poucos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-5445319469151577841?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/5445319469151577841/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/04/peco-te-por-favor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/5445319469151577841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/5445319469151577841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/04/peco-te-por-favor.html' title='Peço-te, por favor!'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S7pTwKi2sQI/AAAAAAAAAKs/P4e3FGuK-HQ/s72-c/linhas+cruzadas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-8092351588670772335</id><published>2010-03-23T20:49:00.007Z</published><updated>2010-03-25T16:09:39.436Z</updated><title type='text'>Naquele momento...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S6kulghLyTI/AAAAAAAAAKk/shVR7juDQUI/s1600-h/teia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451940045827852594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S6kulghLyTI/AAAAAAAAAKk/shVR7juDQUI/s320/teia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fizeste dos meus pedaços &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um inteiro&lt;br /&gt;Momento passado&lt;br /&gt;Que desejo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No presente&lt;br /&gt;Ter no futuro&lt;br /&gt;Ilusões&lt;br /&gt;Pergunto-me se são&lt;br /&gt;Que sejam&lt;br /&gt;Eternas&lt;br /&gt;Infindáveis e envolventes&lt;br /&gt;Que me enloqueçam&lt;br /&gt;Pela loucura do desejo&lt;br /&gt;Pela ternura carente&lt;br /&gt;De mais momentos&lt;br /&gt;Iguais &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-8092351588670772335?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/8092351588670772335/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/03/naquele-momento.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/8092351588670772335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/8092351588670772335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/03/naquele-momento.html' title='Naquele momento...'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S6kulghLyTI/AAAAAAAAAKk/shVR7juDQUI/s72-c/teia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-2772801156078787870</id><published>2010-03-18T22:08:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-03-18T22:41:41.727Z</updated><title type='text'>Desejo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S6KsFd5qmEI/AAAAAAAAAKc/pN6plne4p1Q/s1600-h/coracao+na+mao.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450107708997539906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S6KsFd5qmEI/AAAAAAAAAKc/pN6plne4p1Q/s320/coracao+na+mao.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Desejo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ter-te como te quero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Querer-te como sempre quis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que alguém me desejasse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-2772801156078787870?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/2772801156078787870/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/03/desejo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/2772801156078787870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/2772801156078787870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/03/desejo.html' title='Desejo'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S6KsFd5qmEI/AAAAAAAAAKc/pN6plne4p1Q/s72-c/coracao+na+mao.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-2303268201209968532</id><published>2010-03-18T21:44:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-03-18T21:59:52.586Z</updated><title type='text'>Ver, Querer e Ter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S6KiLJ04rxI/AAAAAAAAAKE/IHMlmPRmXIs/s1600-h/beija+flor+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 176px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450096811571719954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S6KiLJ04rxI/AAAAAAAAAKE/IHMlmPRmXIs/s320/beija+flor+01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Há momentos &lt;div align="center"&gt;De tranquilidade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enchem-me de paz e harmonia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meus olhos brilham&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Minha boca sorri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E aguardo por ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pelas tuas palavras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pelos teus silêncios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pelos nossos momentos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aguardo a demora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Das horas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Temendo que nunca passem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E que tudo isto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não passe de espera&lt;br /&gt;Temo que ainda não seja nesta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ter de aguardar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pela próxima&lt;br /&gt;Vida nossa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que nos mostra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E não nos dá&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vida minha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que te quer&lt;br /&gt;E não tem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vida tua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que te tem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E não te vê...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-2303268201209968532?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/2303268201209968532/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/03/ver-querer-e-ter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/2303268201209968532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/2303268201209968532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/03/ver-querer-e-ter.html' title='Ver, Querer e Ter'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S6KiLJ04rxI/AAAAAAAAAKE/IHMlmPRmXIs/s72-c/beija+flor+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-9074256571346483400</id><published>2010-03-17T21:22:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-03-17T21:46:50.700Z</updated><title type='text'>(In)Tensamente</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S6FNi8FMeZI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ZKYusHM8CaA/s1600-h/vermelho+04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449722286733818258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S6FNi8FMeZI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ZKYusHM8CaA/s320/vermelho+04.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sei que te sinto &lt;div align="center"&gt;Mais do que poderás imaginar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Roçando-me os lábios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Percorrendo-me os contornos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aquecendo-me o peito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Envolvido pela tua mão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em silêncio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Falámos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Segredos nossos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Entendemos que temos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uma união&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Integrada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eterna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enquanto dure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para sempre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-9074256571346483400?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/9074256571346483400/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/03/intensamente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/9074256571346483400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/9074256571346483400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/03/intensamente.html' title='(In)Tensamente'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S6FNi8FMeZI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ZKYusHM8CaA/s72-c/vermelho+04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-5499505871314055932</id><published>2010-03-12T19:36:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-03-12T20:00:17.883Z</updated><title type='text'>Melodias</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S5qcvI4T2lI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Q-S6swMwqNU/s1600-h/corpos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447839032909486674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S5qcvI4T2lI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Q-S6swMwqNU/s320/corpos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nem sabes a falta que sinto &lt;div align="center"&gt;Dos teus braços&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Envolvendo o meu corpo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do teu respirar no meu pescoço&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Das tuas pernas entrelaçadas em mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do meu sangue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fervendo por ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nem sabes a falta que sinto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deste saber&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mais de nós&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Só&lt;br /&gt;Juntos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em um&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sem ninguém&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque é assim que me vejo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cerrando os olhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aguardando que ao abri-los&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sejam os teus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Os primeiros&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-5499505871314055932?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/5499505871314055932/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/03/melodias.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/5499505871314055932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/5499505871314055932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/03/melodias.html' title='Melodias'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S5qcvI4T2lI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Q-S6swMwqNU/s72-c/corpos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-8276238163004008678</id><published>2010-03-09T20:33:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-03-09T20:44:48.238Z</updated><title type='text'>Receio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S5azHVNgvmI/AAAAAAAAAJs/eeGg_don4FU/s1600-h/rede.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446737737885466210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S5azHVNgvmI/AAAAAAAAAJs/eeGg_don4FU/s320/rede.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Não receio o que sinto &lt;div align="center"&gt;Receio o que poderei sentir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Receio querer-te e não&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Querer-te mais deixar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Receio mergulhar no teu cheiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Embrulhar-me no teu sabor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E não conseguir passar sem ele&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Receio sentir a falta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Das tuas mãos no meu corpo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Receio ter sede&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do teu suor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Receio ouvir-te no silêncio&lt;br /&gt;Dos meus dias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Olhar e não te ver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Receio ter-te&lt;br /&gt;E receio nunca mais saber de mim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-8276238163004008678?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/8276238163004008678/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/03/receio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/8276238163004008678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/8276238163004008678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/03/receio.html' title='Receio'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S5azHVNgvmI/AAAAAAAAAJs/eeGg_don4FU/s72-c/rede.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-2514491494826924979</id><published>2010-03-05T21:14:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-03-05T21:50:42.485Z</updated><title type='text'>Senti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S5F6flFIaqI/AAAAAAAAAJk/LIg-FIuX1M0/s1600-h/cerejeira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445268107415808674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S5F6flFIaqI/AAAAAAAAAJk/LIg-FIuX1M0/s320/cerejeira.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; De ti sei-te &lt;br /&gt;As palavras&lt;br /&gt;Os tremores&lt;br /&gt;Os medos&lt;br /&gt;E os anseios&lt;br /&gt;De ti não sei&lt;br /&gt;O cheiro&lt;br /&gt;O sabor&lt;br /&gt;Os olhos nos meus&lt;br /&gt;De ti sei&lt;br /&gt;Que só sei&lt;br /&gt;Aquilo que quero saber&lt;br /&gt;Sei que sabes&lt;br /&gt;Sem saberes&lt;br /&gt;Como ou porquê&lt;br /&gt;Sentimos&lt;br /&gt;Que não nos sabemos&lt;br /&gt;E sentimo-nos tão bem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-2514491494826924979?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/2514491494826924979/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/03/senti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/2514491494826924979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/2514491494826924979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/03/senti.html' title='Senti'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S5F6flFIaqI/AAAAAAAAAJk/LIg-FIuX1M0/s72-c/cerejeira.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-7028158003346154294</id><published>2010-02-11T21:23:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-02-11T21:37:44.756Z</updated><title type='text'>In-Completo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S3R4cWA53uI/AAAAAAAAAJU/0gghY8IC2wU/s1600-h/amendoeira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437103078484074210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S3R4cWA53uI/AAAAAAAAAJU/0gghY8IC2wU/s320/amendoeira.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Por ti&lt;br /&gt;Nada fui&lt;br /&gt;Contigo nada serei&lt;br /&gt;Bem o sei&lt;br /&gt;Que nunca me soubeste&lt;br /&gt;Não tens como&lt;br /&gt;Somos diferentes&lt;br /&gt;Completamente incompletos&lt;br /&gt;Um para o outro&lt;br /&gt;Com saberes e sabores&lt;br /&gt;Distintos&lt;br /&gt;Somos assim&lt;br /&gt;E nunca nos soubemos&lt;br /&gt;Bem, completamente...&lt;br /&gt;Pergunto-me&lt;br /&gt;Como pode ser&lt;br /&gt;O incompleto&lt;br /&gt;De tão cheio&lt;br /&gt;Tão vazio&lt;br /&gt;Imenso&lt;br /&gt;De sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;E repleto de desilusões&lt;br /&gt;Como pode&lt;br /&gt;O sentimento permitir&lt;br /&gt;Que por um gesto&lt;br /&gt;Uma palavra&lt;br /&gt;Um toque teu&lt;br /&gt;Esqueço eu&lt;br /&gt;Todas as minhas tristezas&lt;br /&gt;E certezas&lt;br /&gt;E nada tenho&lt;br /&gt;Senão a incerteza de te ter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-7028158003346154294?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/7028158003346154294/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/02/in-completo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/7028158003346154294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/7028158003346154294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/02/in-completo.html' title='In-Completo'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S3R4cWA53uI/AAAAAAAAAJU/0gghY8IC2wU/s72-c/amendoeira.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-891653603730574273</id><published>2010-02-11T21:14:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-02-24T22:23:50.057Z</updated><title type='text'>Quem?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S4WmxlrES8I/AAAAAAAAAJc/kcrT9TKAJlM/s1600-h/m%C3%A3os_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441939095603661762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S4WmxlrES8I/AAAAAAAAAJc/kcrT9TKAJlM/s320/m%C3%A3os_02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Não te sei &lt;div align="center"&gt;Assim como não me sabes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Conheço-te o perfil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sei-te bem o tom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Da pele&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do corpo&lt;br /&gt;Não te sei o cheiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nem o sabor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sei-te o prazer do olhar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O tremor das palavras&lt;br /&gt;Os momentos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Poucos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em que cruzamos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E tentamos fazer tudo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do nada que possuímos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não te sei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E não sei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se te quero&lt;br /&gt;Saber&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um dia &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Talvez saberei...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-891653603730574273?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/891653603730574273/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/02/quem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/891653603730574273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/891653603730574273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/02/quem.html' title='Quem?'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S4WmxlrES8I/AAAAAAAAAJc/kcrT9TKAJlM/s72-c/m%C3%A3os_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-6335780484667172776</id><published>2010-02-04T21:56:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-02-04T22:10:21.753Z</updated><title type='text'>Obrigada!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S2tFTCit9GI/AAAAAAAAAJM/n1Ic59-fVJw/s1600-h/obrigada.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434513568754955362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S2tFTCit9GI/AAAAAAAAAJM/n1Ic59-fVJw/s320/obrigada.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Agradeço &lt;div align="center"&gt;Cada dia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cada encontro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cada noite&lt;br /&gt;Cada procura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que a vida me proporciona&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Agradeço &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cada beijo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cada gesto&lt;br /&gt;E também&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cada arrependimento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cada desilusão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Agradeço&lt;br /&gt;Esta vontade de agradecer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pois sem este ter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não sentia quem sou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não iria para onde vou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seria outra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas nunca eu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-6335780484667172776?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/6335780484667172776/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/02/obrigada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/6335780484667172776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/6335780484667172776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/02/obrigada.html' title='Obrigada!'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S2tFTCit9GI/AAAAAAAAAJM/n1Ic59-fVJw/s72-c/obrigada.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-1543204887062373918</id><published>2010-02-02T21:06:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-02-02T21:22:51.668Z</updated><title type='text'>Só!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S2iXc26312I/AAAAAAAAAJE/f9flKQtOnL0/s1600-h/cama.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 236px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433759472457078626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S2iXc26312I/AAAAAAAAAJE/f9flKQtOnL0/s320/cama.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O amor enganou-me &lt;div align="center"&gt;Fintou-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E deixou-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fez-me ficar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sem querer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Agora fartei-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cansei-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De ilusões&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Contentes e vazias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mornas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De quem sabe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que não é&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E não o tem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deixei que o amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me enganasse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quis o sonho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que nem de noite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vivia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deitada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Acompanhada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Completamente sozinha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-1543204887062373918?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/1543204887062373918/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/02/so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/1543204887062373918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/1543204887062373918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/02/so.html' title='Só!'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S2iXc26312I/AAAAAAAAAJE/f9flKQtOnL0/s72-c/cama.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-4978669416926452966</id><published>2010-02-01T22:22:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-02-01T22:36:03.753Z</updated><title type='text'>Foi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S2dXFZlMBYI/AAAAAAAAAI8/v3cT4aFOpn0/s1600-h/fumo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433407225723618690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S2dXFZlMBYI/AAAAAAAAAI8/v3cT4aFOpn0/s320/fumo.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Agora sei &lt;div align="center"&gt;Que nunca me tiveste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nunca me quiseste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por ti&lt;br /&gt;Para quem sabe que quer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E não tem&lt;br /&gt;O sofrimento de alguém&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;É o alimento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que enche o vazio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Teu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Silêncio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fiquei com a falta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do que nunca tive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sempre quis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por nós&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que sei&lt;br /&gt;Um dia &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Terei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O que nunca me deste!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-4978669416926452966?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/4978669416926452966/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/02/foi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/4978669416926452966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/4978669416926452966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/02/foi.html' title='Foi'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S2dXFZlMBYI/AAAAAAAAAI8/v3cT4aFOpn0/s72-c/fumo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-2412019058455087642</id><published>2010-01-28T21:41:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-01-28T21:53:55.697Z</updated><title type='text'>(E)ternamente</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S2IHSAzzz_I/AAAAAAAAAIs/ql55zWVF5lg/s1600-h/eternamente.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 162px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431912106598584306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S2IHSAzzz_I/AAAAAAAAAIs/ql55zWVF5lg/s320/eternamente.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cerro os olhos &lt;div align="center"&gt;Aperto-os&lt;br /&gt;E deixo-me ir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vou até onde nunca fui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque não havia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Caminho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não o queria percorrer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fecho as mãos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aperto-as&lt;br /&gt;Contra ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O teu peito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sinto-te&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Envolvo-te&lt;br /&gt;Os meus dedos confudem-se&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Entre ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Encosto os meus lábios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aos teus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E suspiro o teu doce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guardo-o para mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dentro &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para que um dia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se te fores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Os meus olhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Minhas mãos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E minha boca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Possam quem sabe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eternamente &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sentir-te&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-2412019058455087642?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/2412019058455087642/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/01/eternamente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/2412019058455087642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/2412019058455087642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/01/eternamente.html' title='(E)ternamente'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S2IHSAzzz_I/AAAAAAAAAIs/ql55zWVF5lg/s72-c/eternamente.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-121304710343678702</id><published>2010-01-26T00:02:00.006Z</published><updated>2010-01-26T00:12:07.284Z</updated><title type='text'>Vontade!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S14y9ZwWh1I/AAAAAAAAAIk/LuDc3GclM90/s1600-h/vontade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430834231122495314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S14y9ZwWh1I/AAAAAAAAAIk/LuDc3GclM90/s320/vontade.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Penso estar onde vou &lt;div align="center"&gt;Quero estar onde estou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Absorver cada momento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cada som&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Toque&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Movimento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Teu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nosso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Respirar esse ar que expiras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sentir esse calor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Encostar-me e fundir-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Na pele, tua&lt;br /&gt;Quente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aquecer-te mais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mais que a conta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do que permites&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dar-te&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quero-te&lt;br /&gt;Nada do tudo que tenho em mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se quiseres&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ter-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Como sempre quis&lt;br /&gt;Dar a alguém&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que nunca conseguiu receber&lt;br /&gt;O meu contentamento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De te ter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E nada mais querer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-121304710343678702?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/121304710343678702/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/01/vontade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/121304710343678702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/121304710343678702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/01/vontade.html' title='Vontade!'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S14y9ZwWh1I/AAAAAAAAAIk/LuDc3GclM90/s72-c/vontade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-8128794503633076699</id><published>2010-01-18T21:45:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-01-18T21:54:55.985Z</updated><title type='text'>Leis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S1TYdpLRl2I/AAAAAAAAAIc/GVZGRmMROs0/s1600-h/coracao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428201454669240162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S1TYdpLRl2I/AAAAAAAAAIc/GVZGRmMROs0/s320/coracao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mergulhada estou &lt;div align="center"&gt;Onde não quero estar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nesse teu cheiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Teu sabor&lt;br /&gt;Imerso no meu sentimento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que te quer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E não tem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Essas mãos que me tocam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E nada dizem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Minha pele que sente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E as quer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mais, sem saber &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porquê...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deixa-me, vai-te&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Esquecer-te&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Desejo-te&lt;br /&gt;Querer-te&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nunca mais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Devia ser criada uma lei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que não permitisse&lt;br /&gt;Gostar&lt;br /&gt;De quem não gosta de nós!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De leis nada entendendo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Só de sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;E mesmo esses&lt;br /&gt;Estranhos me parecem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando não quero e tenho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E quero ter-te&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sempre mais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-8128794503633076699?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/8128794503633076699/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/01/leis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/8128794503633076699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/8128794503633076699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/01/leis.html' title='Leis'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S1TYdpLRl2I/AAAAAAAAAIc/GVZGRmMROs0/s72-c/coracao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-2699515717427101379</id><published>2010-01-12T21:27:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-12T22:11:55.244Z</updated><title type='text'>Certeza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S0zzi1O-1eI/AAAAAAAAAIU/vYS5xlW8_Mc/s1600-h/certeza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425979430805624290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S0zzi1O-1eI/AAAAAAAAAIU/vYS5xlW8_Mc/s320/certeza.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Agora tenho a certeza &lt;div align="center"&gt;Que os momentos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Só fazem sentido se partilhados&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Com quem me sente como&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu te sinto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-2699515717427101379?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/2699515717427101379/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/01/certeza.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/2699515717427101379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/2699515717427101379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2010/01/certeza.html' title='Certeza'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/S0zzi1O-1eI/AAAAAAAAAIU/vYS5xlW8_Mc/s72-c/certeza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-4927211506098235064</id><published>2009-12-23T22:17:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-12-23T22:34:52.235Z</updated><title type='text'>In-Certezas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SzKaP9cBJTI/AAAAAAAAAIM/y40goXLaGBE/s1600-h/jack+o1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418562900660921650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SzKaP9cBJTI/AAAAAAAAAIM/y40goXLaGBE/s320/jack+o1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Não sei se voltas &lt;div align="center"&gt;Sei que te vi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E sim, perdi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque quis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque deixaste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que te reencontrasse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tempos depois&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sabias-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Como eu não te sei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beijos envoltos em guerra&lt;br /&gt;Chamas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ardor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que a distância&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não permite arder&lt;br /&gt;Que medo estúpido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que ilusão contente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Agarra-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Puxa-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beija-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Como sempre fizeste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E eu desejei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cala-te&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Refugia-te e esquece-te&lt;br /&gt;Deixa-me lembrar-te&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Depois&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando fores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E eu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não sei se voltas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-4927211506098235064?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/4927211506098235064/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/12/nao-sei-se-voltas-sei-que-te-vi-e-sim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/4927211506098235064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/4927211506098235064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/12/nao-sei-se-voltas-sei-que-te-vi-e-sim.html' title='In-Certezas'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SzKaP9cBJTI/AAAAAAAAAIM/y40goXLaGBE/s72-c/jack+o1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-1046966016456316554</id><published>2009-12-21T22:16:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-12-21T22:42:10.221Z</updated><title type='text'>Para ti</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Sy_4UbND2mI/AAAAAAAAAIE/eQopb7hvA2g/s1600-h/s%C3%A3o+paulo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417821906533603938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Sy_4UbND2mI/AAAAAAAAAIE/eQopb7hvA2g/s320/s%C3%A3o+paulo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sei-te tão perto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Como sei-te longe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sinto-te distante&lt;br /&gt;Apertando-me o peito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E bastam trocas de olhares&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para te saber dentro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Descobre o que não vês&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E sentes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O que queres&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por estar demasiado perto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mesmo na distância&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ausente&lt;br /&gt;És meu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somos nossos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Serei, até sempre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A tua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que ninguém muda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que ninguém fere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que ninguém destrói&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;É saber que vai doer e dar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;É dar sabendo que se sofre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;É sofrer por cada alegria imensa de te ter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;É ter-te e querer-te sempre mais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sempre mais te desejar que a vida te proporcione&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O melhor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;É saber que (incondicionalmente)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Estarei cá&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mesmo depois...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-1046966016456316554?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/1046966016456316554/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/12/para-ti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/1046966016456316554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/1046966016456316554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/12/para-ti.html' title='Para ti'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Sy_4UbND2mI/AAAAAAAAAIE/eQopb7hvA2g/s72-c/s%C3%A3o+paulo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-7927654147491944807</id><published>2009-12-13T21:56:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-12-13T22:09:12.759Z</updated><title type='text'>Como estou... (pontinhos de luz)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SyVlZqSHzmI/AAAAAAAAAH8/0jzRitYk0aw/s1600-h/jardim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414845618504322658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SyVlZqSHzmI/AAAAAAAAAH8/0jzRitYk0aw/s320/jardim.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando te tive e me encontrei &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perdida no momento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do infinito descontentamento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De quem quer &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E não tem o sentimento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que até se tem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O amor que desconheço&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tão familiar e presente&lt;br /&gt;Que por ele desejo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E me perco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que vida estranha,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Movimento instável&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que procura o contentamento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Da sabedoria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Da comum alegria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De se ter e saber que se tem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-7927654147491944807?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/7927654147491944807/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/12/como-estou-pontinhos-de-luz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/7927654147491944807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/7927654147491944807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/12/como-estou-pontinhos-de-luz.html' title='Como estou... (pontinhos de luz)'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SyVlZqSHzmI/AAAAAAAAAH8/0jzRitYk0aw/s72-c/jardim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-5817176755704689018</id><published>2009-11-26T19:58:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-26T20:33:55.508Z</updated><title type='text'>can-sei-me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Sw7l-egcniI/AAAAAAAAAH0/U4Hw0rDTklg/s1600/gota.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 173px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408513064022351394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Sw7l-egcniI/AAAAAAAAAH0/U4Hw0rDTklg/s320/gota.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cansei-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cansei-me de mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deste ser&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Incansável&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Indomável&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que habita em mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cansei-me&lt;br /&gt;De estar sempre a cansar-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Comigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Com ele&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que teima em lutar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E cansa-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De querer mais&lt;br /&gt;Cansei-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E sem saber &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Como&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Desejo descansar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Parar e viver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cansei-me de esperar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pela demora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do tempo que passa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Devagar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E por vezes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Demasiado depressa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas nunca como quero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cansei-me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De me cansar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sempre que quero &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fazer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E devo esperar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cansei-me do nada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cansei-me do tudo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Da luta inconstante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De uma vida única&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que procura tudo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Constantemente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cansei-me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-5817176755704689018?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/5817176755704689018/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/11/can-sei-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/5817176755704689018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/5817176755704689018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/11/can-sei-me.html' title='can-sei-me'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Sw7l-egcniI/AAAAAAAAAH0/U4Hw0rDTklg/s72-c/gota.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-5590286937529939234</id><published>2009-11-12T20:07:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-11-12T20:18:16.182Z</updated><title type='text'>Estação do Tempo onde Pára o Comboio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SvxtG_8La8I/AAAAAAAAAHs/tafUeoH4Dt0/s1600-h/outono.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403313619948235714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SvxtG_8La8I/AAAAAAAAAHs/tafUeoH4Dt0/s320/outono.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sem saber bem onde estou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sinto que tenho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O tempo em mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O sonho em ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sem saber bem se um dia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que te tive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Soube quem era&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quem somos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quem quisemos ser nesse dia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Frio,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sem chuva&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Com vento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De tão cinzento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tornando-se claro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carrego todas as incertezas da vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trago-as às costas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do meu ser&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Incerto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Condenado por ti&lt;br /&gt;Sem paixão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Com o amor de quem quer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ter uma paixão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eternamente parcial&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Parcialmente eterna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somos assim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Como o Outono&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que entra sem aviso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Despe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E desfruta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vai embora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para mais tarde voltar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-5590286937529939234?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/5590286937529939234/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/11/estacao-do-tempo-onde-para-o-comboio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/5590286937529939234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/5590286937529939234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/11/estacao-do-tempo-onde-para-o-comboio.html' title='Estação do Tempo onde Pára o Comboio'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SvxtG_8La8I/AAAAAAAAAHs/tafUeoH4Dt0/s72-c/outono.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-154548288484535097</id><published>2009-10-19T19:37:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T19:52:08.443+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fundição</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Sty1KZeKsTI/AAAAAAAAAHk/FkFafhgXAxM/s1600-h/fus%C3%A3o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394385643923747122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Sty1KZeKsTI/AAAAAAAAAHk/FkFafhgXAxM/s320/fus%C3%A3o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Encontrei-me perdida &lt;div align="center"&gt;Em ti, no teu cheiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pensei que sabia bem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quem me sabia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Inspirei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O sentimento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O calor do teu corpo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Encostado ao meu&lt;br /&gt;Encontrei-me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Entre ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pernas, braços, corpos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fundidos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perdida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Na união desintegrada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De quem teme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Querer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-154548288484535097?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/154548288484535097/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/10/fundicao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/154548288484535097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/154548288484535097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/10/fundicao.html' title='Fundição'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Sty1KZeKsTI/AAAAAAAAAHk/FkFafhgXAxM/s72-c/fus%C3%A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-1570496280250031379</id><published>2009-10-12T20:39:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T21:07:27.355+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Num olhar com desejo de beijo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/StOMXvUgOII/AAAAAAAAAHc/1RYlktu7Efc/s1600-h/dois.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391807518359959682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/StOMXvUgOII/AAAAAAAAAHc/1RYlktu7Efc/s320/dois.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quis e não te disse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Esperei que os meus olhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Te falassem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enganei-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meus olhos falam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Minhas tristezas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Minhas amarguras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De ventos passados&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não te falam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do meu contentamento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do pulsar que sinto e finjo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não ter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De ver, te ver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cheirar, te cheirar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quis e esperei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que quisesses também&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beijar, me beijar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-1570496280250031379?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/1570496280250031379/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/10/num-olhar-com-desejo-de-beijo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/1570496280250031379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/1570496280250031379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/10/num-olhar-com-desejo-de-beijo.html' title='Num olhar com desejo de beijo'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/StOMXvUgOII/AAAAAAAAAHc/1RYlktu7Efc/s72-c/dois.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-8883057826202935584</id><published>2009-10-06T20:50:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T20:56:43.017+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Escondida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Ssugql08iwI/AAAAAAAAAHE/pfXEljUFWFE/s1600-h/olhos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 233px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389578032648063746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Ssugql08iwI/AAAAAAAAAHE/pfXEljUFWFE/s320/olhos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Olhos da alma &lt;div align="center"&gt;Repleta de sentimento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que em tentativa vã&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Procura ver para esquecer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O medo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De ser Feliz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quem vive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fechado no olhar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De quem vê&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De quem um dia viu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A felicidade passar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ali&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-8883057826202935584?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/8883057826202935584/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/10/escondida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/8883057826202935584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/8883057826202935584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/10/escondida.html' title='Escondida'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Ssugql08iwI/AAAAAAAAAHE/pfXEljUFWFE/s72-c/olhos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-6682994554740517079</id><published>2009-09-16T21:14:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T21:42:41.546+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Se</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SrFNX4UL8uI/AAAAAAAAAG8/9Ktalv8mPUA/s1600-h/se.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 161px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382168102333838050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SrFNX4UL8uI/AAAAAAAAAG8/9Ktalv8mPUA/s320/se.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Já te sei &lt;div align="center"&gt;Se não te soubesse...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Já te vi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se não te conhecesse...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soube que eras&lt;br /&gt;Sem saber que&lt;br /&gt;Se eras como fosses&lt;br /&gt;Serias quem não quis &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem saber&lt;br /&gt;Se o sentimento que sentia&lt;br /&gt;Era aquele que&lt;br /&gt;Se sentisses, o mesmo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabia, sem dúvida&lt;br /&gt;Que o que queria&lt;br /&gt;Era que soubesses&lt;br /&gt;Que o amor que tenho por ti não tem "ses" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-6682994554740517079?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/6682994554740517079/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/09/se.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/6682994554740517079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/6682994554740517079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/09/se.html' title='Se'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SrFNX4UL8uI/AAAAAAAAAG8/9Ktalv8mPUA/s72-c/se.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-8961793311869923857</id><published>2009-09-10T21:25:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T22:01:46.825+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Há tanto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SqlpLOZoFCI/AAAAAAAAAG0/oboYzSnBlgU/s1600-h/H%C3%A1+tanto.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379946871435826210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SqlpLOZoFCI/AAAAAAAAAG0/oboYzSnBlgU/s320/H%C3%A1+tanto.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Sqln0Cur5GI/AAAAAAAAAGc/FzA8ByWNzBA/s1600-h/h%C3%A1+tanto+II.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Há tanto que escrevo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Há tanto que escondo&lt;br /&gt;O silêncio estranho que quero&lt;br /&gt;E não encontro&lt;br /&gt;Ruído&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei aqui&lt;br /&gt;Em mim&lt;br /&gt;Cega de ver que passei&lt;br /&gt;E nem percebi&lt;br /&gt;Silêncio&lt;br /&gt;Às voltas...&lt;br /&gt;Quantas e quantas vezes&lt;br /&gt;Deitada&lt;br /&gt;Tentando enviar mensagens&lt;br /&gt;Por telepatia...&lt;br /&gt;Queria que me soubesses&lt;br /&gt;O tanto que me sei&lt;br /&gt;Num espaço, momento&lt;br /&gt;Parado&lt;br /&gt;Em sintonia...&lt;br /&gt;Estamos,&lt;br /&gt;Em frequências opostas&lt;br /&gt;Olhares semelhantes&lt;br /&gt;De inquietação, desejo e saber&lt;br /&gt;Que nos sabemos tão bem...&lt;br /&gt;Nós&lt;br /&gt;Eu e mais alguém... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-8961793311869923857?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/8961793311869923857/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/09/ha-tanto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/8961793311869923857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/8961793311869923857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/09/ha-tanto.html' title='Há tanto'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SqlpLOZoFCI/AAAAAAAAAG0/oboYzSnBlgU/s72-c/H%C3%A1+tanto.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-2666516001375418096</id><published>2009-08-09T16:02:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T16:28:06.805+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Silêncio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Sn7q6ppfNxI/AAAAAAAAAF8/lag86JUsqfQ/s1600-h/minha+cama.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367986099205388050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Sn7q6ppfNxI/AAAAAAAAAF8/lag86JUsqfQ/s320/minha+cama.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Já não me lembro bem como foi, sei que sabia mesmo antes de acontecer, que querias saber quem eu era, como era... Aproximaste-te, devagar, num silêncio ensurdecedor que acalmava as minhas ansiedades.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Não havia pressa, nunca houve e não haverá. Penso que nunca a tiveste ou disfarçaste bem, muito bem diria até.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Deitaste-me na cama, lavada, os meus sapatos de salto alto caíram-me dos pés sem os sentir. Desceste e o meu vestido preto ao qual te encostaste numa tentativa de lhe tirar o cheiro, num desejo que ele saísse naquele mesmo instante, ficou entre nós impedindo que os nossos corpos, a nossa pele se sentisse. Estava quente, estavas quente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lembro-me de sentir o teu rosto, àspero, nas minhas coxas, cerrei os olhos, apertei os lábios e absorvi aquele incómodo prazer. Foi num ápice que atingiste o meu pescoço e beijaste a minha boca apertada. Tímido, sincero, era ali que queríamos estar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Senti cada momento, bebi cada beijo, mergulhei no teu cheiro e notei a sintonia que tinha com o meu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Depois, depois ficava, encostada ao teu peito escutando o teu pulsar, lento, de quem muito viveu. A cada inspiração tua estremecia, em silêncio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Passado algum tempo, não sei ao certo quanto (perdia-me sempre no tempo), vestias a roupa cuidadosamente deixada na cadeira do canto, e no mesmo silêncio em que me conquistaste, saías.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eu ficava. Inspirando, encostada aos lençóis, cada gota da essência que ali havias deixado. Vivia tudo novamente em pensamento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eu ficava. Esperava, em silêncio, que tudo se repetisse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E em silêncio fiquei...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-2666516001375418096?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/2666516001375418096/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/08/silencio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/2666516001375418096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/2666516001375418096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/08/silencio.html' title='Silêncio'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Sn7q6ppfNxI/AAAAAAAAAF8/lag86JUsqfQ/s72-c/minha+cama.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-5332391885846385157</id><published>2009-08-09T15:53:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T16:01:42.050+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu a Vida e o Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Sn7kZIS91aI/AAAAAAAAAFs/U-B6OY8qU24/s1600-h/por+do+sol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367978926247105954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Sn7kZIS91aI/AAAAAAAAAFs/U-B6OY8qU24/s320/por+do+sol.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;É assim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A Vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A minha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cíclica, redonda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Como a própria terra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Achatada nos pólos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Com o interior em chamas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pedra líquida que solidifica&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tornando-se em sentimento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sabendo eu, só um&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que se desdobra...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não sou de amizades&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gosto de coisas por inteiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De tudo ou de nada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uma laranja e poucos gomos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amo e pronto!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-5332391885846385157?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/5332391885846385157/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/08/eu-vida-e-o-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/5332391885846385157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/5332391885846385157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/08/eu-vida-e-o-amor.html' title='Eu a Vida e o Amor'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Sn7kZIS91aI/AAAAAAAAAFs/U-B6OY8qU24/s72-c/por+do+sol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-3380060749954345678</id><published>2009-07-19T14:43:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T10:59:04.093+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Entreaberta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SmWQ5b_STbI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Pw9nXh0iGf0/s1600-h/Janela.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360850247894584754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SmWQ5b_STbI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Pw9nXh0iGf0/s320/Janela.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ainda deitada acordei&lt;br /&gt;Vi-te a meu lado&lt;br /&gt;Quente, manso, tranquilo&lt;br /&gt;Pendente para mim&lt;br /&gt;Querendo mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esperei&lt;br /&gt;Por ti&lt;br /&gt;Pelo teu acordar&lt;br /&gt;Aguardei e inspirei&lt;br /&gt;Cada expiração&lt;br /&gt;Que sentia&lt;br /&gt;Que saía e ficava&lt;br /&gt;Pairando no ar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A janela aberta&lt;br /&gt;Fazia-me sentir&lt;br /&gt;Aquele cheiro&lt;br /&gt;Profundamente fresco&lt;br /&gt;Intensamente claro&lt;br /&gt;Purificante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A luz era fracamente forte&lt;br /&gt;Como sempre foi&lt;br /&gt;Àquela hora&lt;br /&gt;Na manhã tardia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do dia&lt;br /&gt;Que não esperávamos&lt;br /&gt;Não o queríamos&lt;br /&gt;Como dia&lt;br /&gt;Só para nós...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suficiente era aquele quarto&lt;br /&gt;Aquela janela&lt;br /&gt;Aquele respirar profundo&lt;br /&gt;Suficiente para esperar&lt;br /&gt;Por outro momento assim&lt;br /&gt;Sem tempo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-3380060749954345678?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/3380060749954345678/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/07/ainda-deitada-acordei-vi-te-meu-lado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/3380060749954345678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/3380060749954345678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/07/ainda-deitada-acordei-vi-te-meu-lado.html' title='Entreaberta'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SmWQ5b_STbI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Pw9nXh0iGf0/s72-c/Janela.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-1541103617820217521</id><published>2009-07-14T07:31:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T07:42:47.196+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Espreitar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SlwojJ9qGPI/AAAAAAAAAFc/oS9KRV0fXmY/s1600-h/janela.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358202241099110642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SlwojJ9qGPI/AAAAAAAAAFc/oS9KRV0fXmY/s320/janela.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Perdida de momento&lt;br /&gt;Desesperada&lt;br /&gt;Por ser&lt;br /&gt;Eternamente encontrada&lt;br /&gt;Por ti&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabes&lt;br /&gt;Quem sou&lt;br /&gt;Que nada teme&lt;br /&gt;Nem quer&lt;br /&gt;Mais&lt;br /&gt;Que aquilo&lt;br /&gt;Que carrego&lt;br /&gt;Comigo&lt;br /&gt;Dentro, de fora&lt;br /&gt;Na penumbra&lt;br /&gt;No anseio&lt;br /&gt;Triste e melancólico&lt;br /&gt;De quem nunca teve&lt;br /&gt;Quem a encontrasse&lt;br /&gt;E que vive&lt;br /&gt;Sabendo que perdida&lt;br /&gt;Morreu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-1541103617820217521?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/1541103617820217521/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/07/espreitar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/1541103617820217521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/1541103617820217521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/07/espreitar.html' title='Espreitar'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SlwojJ9qGPI/AAAAAAAAAFc/oS9KRV0fXmY/s72-c/janela.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-8922337089449747561</id><published>2009-07-14T07:24:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T07:27:48.944+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Digital</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SlwlRnl04OI/AAAAAAAAAFU/QrCgBAi0L0Q/s1600-h/parede+branca.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358198641279688930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SlwlRnl04OI/AAAAAAAAAFU/QrCgBAi0L0Q/s320/parede+branca.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Perdi-me no tempo&lt;br /&gt;Naquele momento&lt;br /&gt;Que me soube&lt;br /&gt;Bem, como ninguém&lt;br /&gt;Sabe que de mim tem&lt;br /&gt;O que nunca teve&lt;br /&gt;Encostei-me naquela parede&lt;br /&gt;Branca, fria&lt;br /&gt;Quente de te ter&lt;br /&gt;Por te ter&lt;br /&gt;Como nunca tive&lt;br /&gt;Alguém&lt;br /&gt;Os meus braços pendurados&lt;br /&gt;Sentiam&lt;br /&gt;A cal&lt;br /&gt;A ferver&lt;br /&gt;Por baixo dos dedos&lt;br /&gt;Envolvendo a impressão&lt;br /&gt;Só&lt;br /&gt;Única como somos&lt;br /&gt;E ninguém tem&lt;br /&gt;Terá&lt;br /&gt;Aquilo que é só meu&lt;br /&gt;Teu&lt;br /&gt;Nosso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-8922337089449747561?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/8922337089449747561/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/07/digital.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/8922337089449747561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/8922337089449747561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/07/digital.html' title='Digital'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SlwlRnl04OI/AAAAAAAAAFU/QrCgBAi0L0Q/s72-c/parede+branca.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-7392899771181141863</id><published>2009-06-26T21:04:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:10:19.319+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tu(a)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SkUrHzAhLII/AAAAAAAAAFM/Z_AA6v-4aj8/s1600-h/queda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351731145151163522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SkUrHzAhLII/AAAAAAAAAFM/Z_AA6v-4aj8/s320/queda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Perdi-me naquele momento&lt;br /&gt;Em ti, por ti&lt;br /&gt;No teu abraço dissolvi&lt;br /&gt;Os meus sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;As minhas tristezas, incertezas e amores&lt;br /&gt;Desejo de dar e querer receber&lt;br /&gt;Calor&lt;br /&gt;Preencher este frio vazio&lt;br /&gt;Que me acompanha&lt;br /&gt;Este desejo de lutar sem forças&lt;br /&gt;De querer mais, tendo tudo&lt;br /&gt;Sem te ter&lt;br /&gt;E mesmo assim querer&lt;br /&gt;Aquele momento&lt;br /&gt;Aquele abraço&lt;br /&gt;Aquele cheiro&lt;br /&gt;Aquele tudo em nada&lt;br /&gt;Em ti!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-7392899771181141863?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/7392899771181141863/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/06/tua.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/7392899771181141863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/7392899771181141863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/06/tua.html' title='Tu(a)'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SkUrHzAhLII/AAAAAAAAAFM/Z_AA6v-4aj8/s72-c/queda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-5883211135840520824</id><published>2009-06-24T22:07:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T22:15:54.631+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ser (Eu)!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SkKXcnP-OdI/AAAAAAAAAFE/HP7LaRN0Wys/s1600-h/sou+eu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351005825097677266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SkKXcnP-OdI/AAAAAAAAAFE/HP7LaRN0Wys/s320/sou+eu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sou assim&lt;br /&gt;Deliciosamente amarga&lt;br /&gt;Curiosamente doce&lt;br /&gt;Felizmente deprimida&lt;br /&gt;Racionalmente apaixonada&lt;br /&gt;Brutamente meiga&lt;br /&gt;Sociavelmente solitária&lt;br /&gt;Sou aqui e além&lt;br /&gt;Agora e depois&lt;br /&gt;Sou assim&lt;br /&gt;E ninguém me sabe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-5883211135840520824?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/5883211135840520824/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/06/ser-eu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/5883211135840520824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/5883211135840520824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/06/ser-eu.html' title='Ser (Eu)!'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SkKXcnP-OdI/AAAAAAAAAFE/HP7LaRN0Wys/s72-c/sou+eu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-1719962852658721795</id><published>2009-06-22T21:24:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T21:26:12.548+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quero!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Sj_ovCSbMbI/AAAAAAAAAE0/K0bwyLj9NtE/s1600-h/na+m%C3%A3o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350250777105084850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Sj_ovCSbMbI/AAAAAAAAAE0/K0bwyLj9NtE/s320/na+m%C3%A3o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que perfeição&lt;br /&gt;De ser, de sentimento&lt;br /&gt;Que loucura&lt;br /&gt;De vida, de procura&lt;br /&gt;Senti a tua busca&lt;br /&gt;O teu desejo de mim&lt;br /&gt;A falta que tenho de ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que perfeição&lt;br /&gt;De momento&lt;br /&gt;Quando entra&lt;br /&gt;Encontra&lt;br /&gt;E funde-se&lt;br /&gt;Gerando uma nova união&lt;br /&gt;Ser&lt;br /&gt;Sentimento &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-1719962852658721795?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/1719962852658721795/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/06/quero.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/1719962852658721795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/1719962852658721795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/06/quero.html' title='Quero!'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Sj_ovCSbMbI/AAAAAAAAAE0/K0bwyLj9NtE/s72-c/na+m%C3%A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-977812173447605235</id><published>2009-06-21T21:11:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T21:14:03.188+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Coleccionando</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Sj6UOSr9TbI/AAAAAAAAAEs/OjPUqFV5v_I/s1600-h/pedras+verdes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349876380618018226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Sj6UOSr9TbI/AAAAAAAAAEs/OjPUqFV5v_I/s320/pedras+verdes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Só por saber o que sei&lt;br /&gt;Sinto que nunca soube&lt;br /&gt;De mim, quem sou&lt;br /&gt;Quem fui e o que farei de ti&lt;br /&gt;Contigo, para nós&lt;br /&gt;Grão a grão&lt;br /&gt;De areia&lt;br /&gt;Junto dentro de mim&lt;br /&gt;Momentos&lt;br /&gt;Felizes&lt;br /&gt;Quentes&lt;br /&gt;Outros cortantes&lt;br /&gt;Sufocantes&lt;br /&gt;De aperto&lt;br /&gt;Mas todos são&lt;br /&gt;O que sou&lt;br /&gt;O que nunca soube&lt;br /&gt;E passou&lt;br /&gt;Fez de mim&lt;br /&gt;Quem fui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-977812173447605235?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/977812173447605235/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/06/coleccionando.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/977812173447605235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/977812173447605235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/06/coleccionando.html' title='Coleccionando'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Sj6UOSr9TbI/AAAAAAAAAEs/OjPUqFV5v_I/s72-c/pedras+verdes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-8948504410888444004</id><published>2009-06-05T21:22:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T21:23:11.691+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Sil-nyh57mI/AAAAAAAAAEk/NAcjEnbtD-U/s1600-h/sonho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343941654895783522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Sil-nyh57mI/AAAAAAAAAEk/NAcjEnbtD-U/s320/sonho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sonho que estive perdida&lt;br /&gt;E que ao encontrar-te&lt;br /&gt;Descobri a Vida&lt;br /&gt;Nessa noite sonhei&lt;br /&gt;Que o Amor bateu-me à porta&lt;br /&gt;E sussurrou-me ao ouvido&lt;br /&gt;Segredos lindos&lt;br /&gt;Segredos escuros&lt;br /&gt;Nesse sonho&lt;br /&gt;Sonhei que a Vida&lt;br /&gt;Estava perdida&lt;br /&gt;Querendo me encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Desencontradas estamos&lt;br /&gt;Até hoje, sem vestígios e sem ajuda&lt;br /&gt;Sem saber se um dia sonhámos&lt;br /&gt;Que nos havíamos de encontrar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-8948504410888444004?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/8948504410888444004/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/06/sonho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/8948504410888444004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/8948504410888444004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/06/sonho.html' title='Sonho'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Sil-nyh57mI/AAAAAAAAAEk/NAcjEnbtD-U/s72-c/sonho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-9040754069802355507</id><published>2009-06-04T21:25:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T21:34:00.610+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Deitada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Sigvk8mAu4I/AAAAAAAAAEc/TTludLYSAt4/s1600-h/deitada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343573269662448514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Sigvk8mAu4I/AAAAAAAAAEc/TTludLYSAt4/s320/deitada.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Deitei-me&lt;br /&gt;Olhei-te&lt;br /&gt;E fechando os olhos aguardei&lt;br /&gt;Que sede&lt;br /&gt;De ti&lt;br /&gt;Das tuas mãos quentes&lt;br /&gt;Passando pelo meu corpo&lt;br /&gt;Parando aqui, tocando mais ali&lt;br /&gt;Terminando num beijo&lt;br /&gt;Mineral&lt;br /&gt;Quente&lt;br /&gt;Nervoso&lt;br /&gt;Intenso&lt;br /&gt;E afinal tudo começa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-9040754069802355507?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/9040754069802355507/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/06/deitei-me-olhei-te-e-fechando-os-olhos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/9040754069802355507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/9040754069802355507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/06/deitei-me-olhei-te-e-fechando-os-olhos.html' title='Deitada'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Sigvk8mAu4I/AAAAAAAAAEc/TTludLYSAt4/s72-c/deitada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-5441681131673027135</id><published>2009-06-04T20:55:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T21:00:34.904+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"O Amor"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Signu4fPLQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/1ouMQ9mus8o/s1600-h/coracao.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343564644265962754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Signu4fPLQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/1ouMQ9mus8o/s320/coracao.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O amor esqueceu-me&lt;br /&gt;Virou-me as costas e foi-se embora&lt;br /&gt;Não me quer, nada me dá&lt;br /&gt;Recusa-me por não ter amor em mim&lt;br /&gt;O amor partiu&lt;br /&gt;Não quer mais saber de nós&lt;br /&gt;Foi amar para outro lado&lt;br /&gt;Talvez alguém que o ame&lt;br /&gt;O amor partiu&lt;br /&gt;Em busca de si&lt;br /&gt;Deixou-me só&lt;br /&gt;Triste e desamparada&lt;br /&gt;Amar, amar&lt;br /&gt;E não querer o amor&lt;br /&gt;De quem nos ama&lt;br /&gt;Loucamente&lt;br /&gt;Amar aqui, amar além&lt;br /&gt;Querer mas não saber&lt;br /&gt;O que é o amor por alguém &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-5441681131673027135?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/5441681131673027135/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/06/o-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/5441681131673027135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/5441681131673027135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/06/o-amor.html' title='&quot;O Amor&quot;'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Signu4fPLQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/1ouMQ9mus8o/s72-c/coracao.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-8693698806715191591</id><published>2009-05-26T22:04:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T22:08:15.496+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Deserto - Só!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/ShxZ7IjPo0I/AAAAAAAAAEM/pzoC2sTP-aQ/s1600-h/deserto.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340242130597028674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/ShxZ7IjPo0I/AAAAAAAAAEM/pzoC2sTP-aQ/s320/deserto.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Por vezes não sei&lt;br /&gt;E se sei nem quero ver&lt;br /&gt;Não quero saber o quanto me custa&lt;br /&gt;Saber que sei&lt;br /&gt;E não querer saber&lt;br /&gt;Por vezes sinto o que vejo&lt;br /&gt;E vejo o que não quero ver&lt;br /&gt;Se vendo o que sinto&lt;br /&gt;Sei que consigo ver&lt;br /&gt;Quem nem conheço&lt;br /&gt;Quem ainda nem sequer&lt;br /&gt;Sei querer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-8693698806715191591?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/8693698806715191591/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/05/deserto-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/8693698806715191591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/8693698806715191591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/05/deserto-so.html' title='Deserto - Só!'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/ShxZ7IjPo0I/AAAAAAAAAEM/pzoC2sTP-aQ/s72-c/deserto.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-8392350689212600825</id><published>2009-05-25T21:47:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T22:15:55.796+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sol da noite, Amendoeira à chuva, Sem ar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/ShsH1NEIzEI/AAAAAAAAAEE/1aBvRBdSJTQ/s1600-h/cherry+blossom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339870393799330882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/ShsH1NEIzEI/AAAAAAAAAEE/1aBvRBdSJTQ/s320/cherry+blossom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Que dor&lt;br /&gt;Que aperto&lt;br /&gt;Tenho eu no peito&lt;br /&gt;Sinto o que não quero&lt;br /&gt;Quero o que não faço&lt;br /&gt;Respiro, tento&lt;br /&gt;Não consigo com a dor&lt;br /&gt;Que trago&lt;br /&gt;Dentro de mim&lt;br /&gt;Exausta, não posso desistir&lt;br /&gt;Fecho os olhos como quem tenta fechar o coração&lt;br /&gt;Aos sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;Não quero sentir&lt;br /&gt;Esta falta de sol&lt;br /&gt;Esta amargura que me segue e não me esquece&lt;br /&gt;Lembrando-me sempre&lt;br /&gt;Que tudo acaba um dia&lt;br /&gt;Para quê? - pergunto-me triste&lt;br /&gt;E rindo, respondo&lt;br /&gt;Só consegue viver alegre&lt;br /&gt;Quem nunca se esquece de chorar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-8392350689212600825?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/8392350689212600825/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/05/sol-da-noite-amendoeira-chuva-sem-ar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/8392350689212600825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/8392350689212600825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/05/sol-da-noite-amendoeira-chuva-sem-ar.html' title='Sol da noite, Amendoeira à chuva, Sem ar...'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/ShsH1NEIzEI/AAAAAAAAAEE/1aBvRBdSJTQ/s72-c/cherry+blossom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-5311727157142175601</id><published>2009-05-20T21:03:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T21:05:34.642+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu Tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/ShRiQmSFD5I/AAAAAAAAAD8/r0g1x0x69PU/s1600-h/ponto+de+fuga.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337999495634685842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/ShRiQmSFD5I/AAAAAAAAAD8/r0g1x0x69PU/s320/ponto+de+fuga.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; De olhos fechados vejo-te bem&lt;br /&gt;Não sei porque não me vês&lt;br /&gt;Estarei longe?&lt;br /&gt;Estarei perto?&lt;br /&gt;Onde estou?&lt;br /&gt;Sinto o vento&lt;br /&gt;Voando pelo tempo&lt;br /&gt;Que vivo&lt;br /&gt;E não sinto&lt;br /&gt;Não pára&lt;br /&gt;E ele não me espera... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-5311727157142175601?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/5311727157142175601/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/05/meu-tempo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/5311727157142175601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/5311727157142175601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/05/meu-tempo.html' title='Meu Tempo'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/ShRiQmSFD5I/AAAAAAAAAD8/r0g1x0x69PU/s72-c/ponto+de+fuga.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-1838284105685729017</id><published>2009-05-18T21:06:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:20:05.766+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiro eu, Expiras tu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/ShHCWM0mDGI/AAAAAAAAAD0/DZkadgzjnvc/s1600-h/m%C3%A3os.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337260720065481826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/ShHCWM0mDGI/AAAAAAAAAD0/DZkadgzjnvc/s320/m%C3%A3os.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Encostei-me, esperei&lt;br /&gt;Senti que pensavas&lt;br /&gt;Em nada&lt;br /&gt;Em mim&lt;br /&gt;No meu corpo no teu&lt;br /&gt;No teu corpo invadindo o meu&lt;br /&gt;E deixei-me&lt;br /&gt;Levar&lt;br /&gt;Encostei-me, esperei&lt;br /&gt;Levantei-me, respirei, inspirei&lt;br /&gt;Cada gota de cheiro que pairava&lt;br /&gt;Por cima de nós&lt;br /&gt;Profundamente&lt;br /&gt;Tudo se diluiu, fundiu-se&lt;br /&gt;Perdeu-se naquele momento&lt;br /&gt;Encontrando-se pouco depois&lt;br /&gt;Do que nunca perdi&lt;br /&gt;Em mim&lt;br /&gt;Encostei-me, esperei&lt;br /&gt;Acabando por adormecer, acordei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-1838284105685729017?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/1838284105685729017/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/05/inspiro-eu-expiras-tu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/1838284105685729017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/1838284105685729017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/05/inspiro-eu-expiras-tu.html' title='Inspiro eu, Expiras tu'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/ShHCWM0mDGI/AAAAAAAAAD0/DZkadgzjnvc/s72-c/m%C3%A3os.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-1791496113236431557</id><published>2009-05-17T22:27:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T22:46:45.067+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Loucamente Triste (Felizmente)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/ShCFuKIz5CI/AAAAAAAAADs/Q-z6RwqK0zg/s1600-h/mar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336912586475824162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/ShCFuKIz5CI/AAAAAAAAADs/Q-z6RwqK0zg/s320/mar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/ShCCHrV88TI/AAAAAAAAADc/pLFRkUBxNAg/s1600-h/ponto+de+fuga.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Que doçura de doce&lt;br /&gt;Que loucura de louca&lt;br /&gt;Que tristeza de triste&lt;br /&gt;Que felicidade de feliz&lt;br /&gt;Que caminhos estranhos&lt;br /&gt;Estreitos e longos&lt;br /&gt;São estes&lt;br /&gt;Percorro na profundidade&lt;br /&gt;Do mar&lt;br /&gt;A loucura de quem docemente se sentiu triste&lt;br /&gt;Felizmente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-1791496113236431557?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/1791496113236431557/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/05/loucamente-triste-felizmente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/1791496113236431557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/1791496113236431557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/05/loucamente-triste-felizmente.html' title='Loucamente Triste (Felizmente)'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/ShCFuKIz5CI/AAAAAAAAADs/Q-z6RwqK0zg/s72-c/mar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-7809679545530925085</id><published>2009-05-16T09:27:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T09:30:41.516+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Há tempos... Sentir (com) dor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Sg55Lm317WI/AAAAAAAAADU/JY4MXJPqo2U/s1600-h/desterrado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336335848800906594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Sg55Lm317WI/AAAAAAAAADU/JY4MXJPqo2U/s320/desterrado.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O que sinto sei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O que não sinto dói&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O que dói é o que sinto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E sinto tanto o que dói&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-7809679545530925085?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/7809679545530925085/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/05/ha-tempos-sentir-com-dor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/7809679545530925085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/7809679545530925085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/05/ha-tempos-sentir-com-dor.html' title='Há tempos... Sentir (com) dor'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Sg55Lm317WI/AAAAAAAAADU/JY4MXJPqo2U/s72-c/desterrado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-7971815650982324783</id><published>2009-05-05T21:06:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T21:15:43.065+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu sei - Em mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SgCeIuL6DeI/AAAAAAAAADM/SD-E0pTO3H4/s1600-h/corpos.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332435831480782306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SgCeIuL6DeI/AAAAAAAAADM/SD-E0pTO3H4/s320/corpos.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sabes-me como eu te sei&lt;br /&gt;A sal, doce mel...&lt;br /&gt;Encostei-me e esperei&lt;br /&gt;Que saboreasses o meu suor&lt;br /&gt;Que sentisses o meu sabor&lt;br /&gt;Indefinido – como sou...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Senti-te&lt;br /&gt;Cerrei os olhos e inspirei-te&lt;br /&gt;Guardei-te para sempre&lt;br /&gt;Esse cheiro&lt;br /&gt;Tão teu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sabes-me bem, como sei&lt;br /&gt;Que nunca me soubeste&lt;br /&gt;Envolvidos nesse cheiro&lt;br /&gt;Tu e eu&lt;br /&gt;Sem ninguém saber &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ah! Nem mesmo tu me sabes&lt;br /&gt;Bem como te sei&lt;br /&gt;Um dia, talvez&lt;br /&gt;Saibas&lt;br /&gt;Como te quis saber...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-7971815650982324783?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/7971815650982324783/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/05/eu-sei-em-mim.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/7971815650982324783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/7971815650982324783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/05/eu-sei-em-mim.html' title='Eu sei - Em mim'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SgCeIuL6DeI/AAAAAAAAADM/SD-E0pTO3H4/s72-c/corpos.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-2497792256548812549</id><published>2009-04-30T22:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T22:24:46.354+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quente</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SfoW9U719UI/AAAAAAAAADE/F8Lm6yktCwQ/s1600-h/Chan_Chen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330598351793943874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SfoW9U719UI/AAAAAAAAADE/F8Lm6yktCwQ/s320/Chan_Chen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sei que sabes coisas minhas...&lt;br /&gt;Profundas, escuras e escondidas&lt;br /&gt;Que procuro não saber, nem escolher quem sabe&lt;br /&gt;Prefiro mesmo nem saber quem poderá eventualmente conhecer&lt;br /&gt;As minhas chamas&lt;br /&gt;O meu ardor&lt;br /&gt;De quente, tão quente, arrefece o vento que sopra&lt;br /&gt;Pára – digo eu!&lt;br /&gt;Quero permanecer acesa, não me apagues! - imploro!&lt;br /&gt;Quero continuar a viver&lt;br /&gt;Esta vida que escolhi&lt;br /&gt;Custe o que custar&lt;br /&gt;Venha a faca e me tire, mas sem isto não quero continuar&lt;br /&gt;Não fará sentido respirar,&lt;br /&gt;Sem ti, não vás, sem ti, vou eu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-2497792256548812549?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/2497792256548812549/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/04/quente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/2497792256548812549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/2497792256548812549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/04/quente.html' title='Quente'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SfoW9U719UI/AAAAAAAAADE/F8Lm6yktCwQ/s72-c/Chan_Chen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-5287061386825514164</id><published>2009-04-21T20:56:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:05:30.755+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Doce</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Se4m5Y2zn5I/AAAAAAAAAC8/rnt6IBVW52Y/s1600-h/morango.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327238176592600978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Se4m5Y2zn5I/AAAAAAAAAC8/rnt6IBVW52Y/s320/morango.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Estiveste lá comigo&lt;br /&gt;Juntos caminhámos&lt;br /&gt;Percorremos os nossos corpos e soltámos&lt;br /&gt;Um pouco de nós&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deste-me&lt;br /&gt;Um doce, sopro&lt;br /&gt;Quente e húmido&lt;br /&gt;Senti-te perto, incorporado em mim&lt;br /&gt;Como se aquele fosse o nosso nascer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Desde sempre juntos&lt;br /&gt;Para sempre longe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Palavras que de tão cegas e surdas&lt;br /&gt;Falam e calam sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;Têm na sua história, lágrimas de amargura&lt;br /&gt;Lágrimas de dor e sofrimento&lt;br /&gt;Como as de um nascimento&lt;br /&gt;Aguardado e merecido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Estive assim&lt;br /&gt;no teu interior e nem me viste&lt;br /&gt;Passei por ti&lt;br /&gt;Cheirei-te&lt;br /&gt;Contornei os teus limites e&lt;br /&gt;Nunca mais me esqueci...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-5287061386825514164?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/5287061386825514164/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/04/doce.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/5287061386825514164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/5287061386825514164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/04/doce.html' title='Doce'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Se4m5Y2zn5I/AAAAAAAAAC8/rnt6IBVW52Y/s72-c/morango.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-529055220418827705</id><published>2009-04-21T20:49:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T20:51:37.518+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Na minha...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Se4jhwvVDCI/AAAAAAAAACk/Ecr6mLDIzn4/s1600-h/alfama_noite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327234472151944226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Se4jhwvVDCI/AAAAAAAAACk/Ecr6mLDIzn4/s320/alfama_noite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Esqueci-me de mim&lt;br /&gt;Entre as ruas do silêncio&lt;br /&gt;Inundadas de gente estranha&lt;br /&gt;Que não me vê&lt;br /&gt;Não me vê, porque não estou&lt;br /&gt;Estou longe deste tempo&lt;br /&gt;Daquele momento&lt;br /&gt;Que tivémos&lt;br /&gt;O cheiro das ruas têm sabor de noite&lt;br /&gt;Sentimento de rio&lt;br /&gt;Húmido e próximo&lt;br /&gt;Carregado de histórias&lt;br /&gt;Tristes, humanas e contentes&lt;br /&gt;Histórias únicas de instantes&lt;br /&gt;De minutos que foram&lt;br /&gt;Há anos, distantes&lt;br /&gt;Horas de prazer&lt;br /&gt;Gritos surdos abafados pelas ruas&lt;br /&gt;Que agora percorro&lt;br /&gt;Só...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-529055220418827705?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/529055220418827705/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/04/na-minha.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/529055220418827705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/529055220418827705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/04/na-minha.html' title='Na minha...'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/Se4jhwvVDCI/AAAAAAAAACk/Ecr6mLDIzn4/s72-c/alfama_noite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-6912960347060670102</id><published>2009-04-15T21:25:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T06:51:40.194+01:00</updated><title type='text'>No caminho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SeZFXoHxZvI/AAAAAAAAACU/3hJedhcJrtI/s1600-h/pedras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325019881621513970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SeZFXoHxZvI/AAAAAAAAACU/3hJedhcJrtI/s320/pedras.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SeZFB9I3-tI/AAAAAAAAACM/UFZHvoKUQoI/s1600-h/pedras.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As palavras que me calam&lt;br /&gt;Surdas de silêncio&lt;br /&gt;Cegas de sentimento&lt;br /&gt;Não te querem, nem te sentem&lt;br /&gt;Esquece, as palavras comeram-se&lt;br /&gt;Devoraram tudo o que possuíam de aperto e abertura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abriram-se um dia distante&lt;br /&gt;Foram roubadas, esquecidas&lt;br /&gt;Agora, doridas, sofridas&lt;br /&gt;Têm medo de ti&lt;br /&gt;Desaparece!&lt;br /&gt;Não te querem mais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As palavras que me seguem, perseguem-me&lt;br /&gt;Não me largam,&lt;br /&gt;Esqueçam-me, não vos quero!&lt;br /&gt;Censuro tudo o que quero,&lt;br /&gt;Tudo o que sinto e o que vejo&lt;br /&gt;Já te disse que não existes, para mim, foste&lt;br /&gt;Um dia&lt;br /&gt;Aquilo que hoje já não és!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Como nuvens cinzentas&lt;br /&gt;Pesadas de chuva&lt;br /&gt;Descarregam em mim&lt;br /&gt;Mágoas, tristezas e amarguras&lt;br /&gt;Depois leves&lt;br /&gt;Seguem caminho e encontram-se&lt;br /&gt;Distantes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-6912960347060670102?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/6912960347060670102/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-caminho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/6912960347060670102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/6912960347060670102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-caminho.html' title='No caminho'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SeZFXoHxZvI/AAAAAAAAACU/3hJedhcJrtI/s72-c/pedras.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-4291034119852726820</id><published>2009-04-01T20:59:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T21:07:08.253+01:00</updated><title type='text'>EVEntualmente</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SdPI1Mdb_jI/AAAAAAAAAB0/F-VBlXQpMhE/s1600-h/ma%C3%A7%C3%A3s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319816401058004530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SdPI1Mdb_jI/AAAAAAAAAB0/F-VBlXQpMhE/s320/ma%C3%A7%C3%A3s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sabes-me bem, tão bem...&lt;br /&gt;Inundei-me por um cheiro&lt;br /&gt;Doce, forte até mesmo apimentado...&lt;br /&gt;Tão bom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tão bom que chego a senti-lo&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo quando não estás&lt;br /&gt;Ao percorrer caminhos&lt;br /&gt;Inspiro e sinto-te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho certeza que aquele cheiro&lt;br /&gt;Pertence-te&lt;br /&gt;Tão teu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei quando nem porquê&lt;br /&gt;Sei que estás, presente em ausência&lt;br /&gt;E por vezes fazes-te sentir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-te tanto, profundamente...&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-te bem, claramente...&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me descoberta, nua e crua, como sou. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-4291034119852726820?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/4291034119852726820/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/04/eventualmente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/4291034119852726820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/4291034119852726820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/04/eventualmente.html' title='EVEntualmente'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SdPI1Mdb_jI/AAAAAAAAAB0/F-VBlXQpMhE/s72-c/ma%C3%A7%C3%A3s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-7120361375857285116</id><published>2009-02-10T12:01:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-02-10T12:10:46.455Z</updated><title type='text'>Duro de roer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SZFtlaCM5tI/AAAAAAAAABs/YH2tx1yUy7Y/s1600-h/am%C3%AAndoas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301138725802927826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SZFtlaCM5tI/AAAAAAAAABs/YH2tx1yUy7Y/s320/am%C3%AAndoas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não sabes de nada e irritas-me por não saber&lt;br /&gt;Será tão difícil compreender que não sou compreendida&lt;br /&gt;Que nem eu me compreendo&lt;br /&gt;E ando assim, às voltas&lt;br /&gt;À procura do que perdi, do que nunca tive&lt;br /&gt;Pois é, isto não é fácil&lt;br /&gt;Agora dá vontade de rir?&lt;br /&gt;Não acho que tenha piada e muito menos tenho vontade de esboçar um sorriso...&lt;br /&gt;E continuas nessa de rir... Tudo bem&lt;br /&gt;Não pretendo que isso me aflija&lt;br /&gt;Vou até suspirar, bem fundo e lentamente&lt;br /&gt;Procuro concentrar-me nos sons que oiço no meio do silêncio sábio que nada me diz&lt;br /&gt;Fala-me, por favor&lt;br /&gt;Diz-me para onde ir, que caminho tomar&lt;br /&gt;E as indicações continuam ténues e mudas, completamente metidas dentro delas próprias e ignoram-me, ou fingem nem saber que existo&lt;br /&gt;Após um terceiro suspiro, inspiro&lt;br /&gt;Muito profundamente na esperança de soltar um grito&lt;br /&gt;Alto, grosso e sentido&lt;br /&gt;E assim que a minha capacidade torácica se cumpre&lt;br /&gt;Esqueço-me do que queria fazer&lt;br /&gt;E não grito, não falo nem sequer um gemido consigo soltar&lt;br /&gt;E volto à roda do dia que mais não é que igual à roda de ontem&lt;br /&gt;Só quero que a roda passe e que passe o senhor que muda as rodas&lt;br /&gt;Deito-me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(imagem retirada  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://cindapereira.blogs.sapo.pt/17725.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;daqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-7120361375857285116?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/7120361375857285116/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/02/duro-de-roer.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/7120361375857285116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/7120361375857285116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/02/duro-de-roer.html' title='Duro de roer'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SZFtlaCM5tI/AAAAAAAAABs/YH2tx1yUy7Y/s72-c/am%C3%AAndoas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-7533473874992330853</id><published>2009-01-30T20:01:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-01-30T20:14:41.605Z</updated><title type='text'>Esquecida - lavada pelo vento</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SYNfEO1RtlI/AAAAAAAAABk/z6JTPPidc10/s1600-h/adormecida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297182113023506002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SYNfEO1RtlI/AAAAAAAAABk/z6JTPPidc10/s320/adormecida.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sou um corpo nú&lt;br /&gt;Sujeito à chuva e ao vento&lt;br /&gt;Perdido no deserto&lt;br /&gt;Estou ao relento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Descobri o meu cheiro&lt;br /&gt;A exposto, esquecido, só e suado,&lt;br /&gt;Molhado pela chuva&lt;br /&gt;Não a lavado, perfumado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho o corpo em ferida&lt;br /&gt;Não mais que a alma que carrego&lt;br /&gt;Esta vida vivida&lt;br /&gt;Que aguarda agora enterro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A verdade é que mesmo ferida e com frio&lt;br /&gt;O calor que tenho por ti&lt;br /&gt;Inunda-me como a foz do rio&lt;br /&gt;Cerro os olhos e esqueço-me de mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(imagem retirada de &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://olhares.aeiou.pt/adormecida_foto944112.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://olhares.aeiou.pt/adormecida_foto944112.html&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-7533473874992330853?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/7533473874992330853/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/01/esquecida-lavada-pelo-vento.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/7533473874992330853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/7533473874992330853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/01/esquecida-lavada-pelo-vento.html' title='Esquecida - lavada pelo vento'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SYNfEO1RtlI/AAAAAAAAABk/z6JTPPidc10/s72-c/adormecida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-4318643686899539659</id><published>2009-01-24T16:34:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-24T16:44:01.426Z</updated><title type='text'>Sentir</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SXtFQGIbCfI/AAAAAAAAABc/j4Rx8VKvul0/s1600-h/pimenta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294901929730312690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SXtFQGIbCfI/AAAAAAAAABc/j4Rx8VKvul0/s320/pimenta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vou deixar de escrever o que sinto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou escrever o que vejo&lt;br /&gt;Mas se o que vejo é o que sinto&lt;br /&gt;Vou deixar de escrever o que vejo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou escrever o que oiço&lt;br /&gt;Mas se o que oiço é o que sinto&lt;br /&gt;Vou deixar de escrever o que oiço&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou escrever o que cheiro&lt;br /&gt;Mas se o que cheiro é o que sinto&lt;br /&gt;Vou deixar de escrever o que cheiro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já sei, vou deixar de ver, ouvir, cheirar...&lt;br /&gt;Assim já posso escrever&lt;br /&gt;Engano-me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escrevo porque sinto&lt;br /&gt;Se não sentir, morri!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(imagem retirada de &lt;a href="http://olhares.aeiou.pt/"&gt;http://olhares.aeiou.pt/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-4318643686899539659?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/4318643686899539659/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/01/sentir.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/4318643686899539659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/4318643686899539659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/01/sentir.html' title='Sentir'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SXtFQGIbCfI/AAAAAAAAABc/j4Rx8VKvul0/s72-c/pimenta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-6761983156548031445</id><published>2009-01-24T08:55:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-24T09:01:26.933Z</updated><title type='text'>Devaneio de Vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SXrYIn3avsI/AAAAAAAAABM/wlXVWibRQqo/s1600-h/P1090078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294781954579414722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SXrYIn3avsI/AAAAAAAAABM/wlXVWibRQqo/s320/P1090078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A tristeza não é triste, é a vida que chora&lt;br /&gt;Chora porque é assim que se vive&lt;br /&gt;Vive quem ama,&lt;br /&gt;Sofre quem não chora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-6761983156548031445?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/6761983156548031445/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/01/devaneio-de-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/6761983156548031445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/6761983156548031445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/01/devaneio-de-vida.html' title='Devaneio de Vida'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SXrYIn3avsI/AAAAAAAAABM/wlXVWibRQqo/s72-c/P1090078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-8807715679276260903</id><published>2009-01-23T11:05:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-23T11:10:45.176Z</updated><title type='text'>Inverno</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SXmlDy4F9uI/AAAAAAAAABE/J7Z-DOb1g80/s1600-h/008+domingo+289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294444321565964002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SXmlDy4F9uI/AAAAAAAAABE/J7Z-DOb1g80/s320/008+domingo+289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ao ver percebi que sim&lt;br /&gt;Que existias, sorrias, encantavas&lt;br /&gt;Soube que o amar é eterno&lt;br /&gt;Soube que tudo tem um fim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Via-te ao longe&lt;br /&gt;como quem vê o mar&lt;br /&gt;Sentia-te perto&lt;br /&gt;Sentia-te quente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E sem saber porquê&lt;br /&gt;Afastei-me para sempre&lt;br /&gt;Fui empurrada pelo vento&lt;br /&gt;Engolida pelo mar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-8807715679276260903?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/8807715679276260903/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/01/inverno.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/8807715679276260903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/8807715679276260903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/01/inverno.html' title='Inverno'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SXmlDy4F9uI/AAAAAAAAABE/J7Z-DOb1g80/s72-c/008+domingo+289.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-8985615187863416410</id><published>2009-01-04T08:42:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-04T08:49:50.383Z</updated><title type='text'>Saber(es)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SWB388sBxGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/hN3CU-SQKvQ/s1600-h/papoila.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287357851499611234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SWB388sBxGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/hN3CU-SQKvQ/s320/papoila.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sei o que devo sentir, sei o que sinto&lt;br /&gt;Sei o que devo fazer, sei o que faço&lt;br /&gt;No fundo não sei nada do que sei,&lt;br /&gt;E se sei não o faço&lt;br /&gt;Antes não soubesse... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(imagem retirada de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.al-farrob.com/photos/p0605001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.al-farrob.com/photos/p0605001.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-8985615187863416410?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/8985615187863416410/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/01/saberes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/8985615187863416410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/8985615187863416410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/01/saberes.html' title='Saber(es)'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SWB388sBxGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/hN3CU-SQKvQ/s72-c/papoila.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-7345723562151947305</id><published>2009-01-03T07:26:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-03T07:34:22.817Z</updated><title type='text'>Translação Iniciada!</title><content type='html'>Fiquei e continuei&lt;br /&gt;Aqui, só&lt;br /&gt;Ouvindo o que não dizes&lt;br /&gt;Sentindo o que não fazes&lt;br /&gt;Quero mais&lt;br /&gt;Quero-te mais&lt;br /&gt;Deixei de te ver&lt;br /&gt;Onde estás?&lt;br /&gt;Se estivesses tenho certeza que te via&lt;br /&gt;Mas que estranho... Sinto-te&lt;br /&gt;Estás por perto&lt;br /&gt;A minha perna está quente&lt;br /&gt;Encosta-te, Abraça-me&lt;br /&gt;Percorre-me e&lt;br /&gt;Esquece-me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638976591057257185-7345723562151947305?l=devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/feeds/7345723562151947305/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/01/translao-iniciada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/7345723562151947305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638976591057257185/posts/default/7345723562151947305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaneios-com-desabafos.blogspot.com/2009/01/translao-iniciada.html' title='Translação Iniciada!'/><author><name>Inca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10400412869710129866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638976591057257185.post-7338886273732440170</id><published>2008-12-25T10:13:00.008Z</published><updated>2008-12-25T10:43:40.160Z</updated><title type='text'>25 Dezembro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtiB_ndrTTE/SVNiHv_tstI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gCDxMStVFvI/s1600-h/azevinho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283674673118032594" style="DISPLAY: block; 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