<?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-5903420556382260551</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:00:05.520-02:00</updated><category term='Poesia Para o meu Amor...'/><category term='Poema de Motivação.'/><category term='Reflexão'/><category term='Música'/><category term='Poesia (crítica)'/><category term='Literatura'/><category term='Duetos'/><category term='Frases e Pensamentos'/><category term='Estória'/><category term='Tra. Acadêmico'/><category term='Declaração para o Edu.'/><category term='Poema'/><category term='Agradecimento.'/><category term='Poesia'/><category term='Desabafo....'/><category term='Datas Comemorativas'/><category term='Coisas'/><title type='text'>:: Meu Universo de Poemas &amp; Poesias ::</title><subtitle type='html'>Este Blog foi criado com o intuito de publicar algumas poesias que escrevo. A ideia não partiu só de mim, mas tive um apoio muito especial para esta criação.
Vou expressar aqui sentimentos meus através de minhas poesias, espero que gostem! Sejam todos bem vindos.

"O amor sempre nos inspira a dizer coisas que nunca lemos ou aprendemos, pois simplesmente sentimos..."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>324</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-1892275206469535833</id><published>2012-02-16T01:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-16T01:00:05.530-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafo....'/><title type='text'>Eu Queria...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qC7V_w3Nu4/THre4xYladI/AAAAAAAAAGc/INKXZsHpuDw/s1600/3570047610_acdfe62345.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qC7V_w3Nu4/THre4xYladI/AAAAAAAAAGc/INKXZsHpuDw/s400/3570047610_acdfe62345.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Tudo que eu queria nessa hora é correr até você,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Só para te abraçar,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sentir seu cheirinho de "Calvin Klein",&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Dar altas risadas como só nós sabíamos dar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Queria poder pegar o telefone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E te ligar para ouvir sua voz e esquecer de tudo,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Tudo mesmo...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Eu queria muito poder olhar nos seus olhos bem de pertinho,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Encostar a minha testa na pontinha do seu nariz arrebitado,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Como sempre fazia quando queria olhar em seus olhos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mas entre esse querer e o poder,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Há uma enorme barreira chamada mágoa,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E é ela que não me deixa fazer tudo o que eu quero,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;É ela que me segura aqui,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Bem aqui longe de ti.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E embora eu tenha essa vontade,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Eu sei que ela não acontecerá,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Pois já nos perdemos no meio desse abismo em que o amor se escondeu&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E deu lugar a nostalgia...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Nostalgia de tudo que eramos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E que sei que ainda somos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Porém não mais juntos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-1892275206469535833?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1qC7V_w3Nu4/THre4xYladI/AAAAAAAAAGc/INKXZsHpuDw/s72-c/3570047610_acdfe62345.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-5329699305427894186</id><published>2012-02-04T04:07:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T04:07:33.529-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafo....'/><title type='text'>Te Perdi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__2IiBnVuhV4/TKu9-zsyk_I/AAAAAAAAAe8/wTcQRWrmcoc/s1600/22_Me+Encontrei+Quando+te+Perdi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__2IiBnVuhV4/TKu9-zsyk_I/AAAAAAAAAe8/wTcQRWrmcoc/s400/22_Me+Encontrei+Quando+te+Perdi.jpg" width="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Eu esperei tanto por esse amor,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que aconteceu e passou,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sem eu perceber&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Acabei perdendo você,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E o que mais dói é não saber o que aconteceu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Em qual parte do caminho tudo se perdeu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Eramos dois adolescentes apaixonados,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E pela distância separados,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Crescemos e nos encontramos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mas já sem saber quem somos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;De repente quando dei por mim havia te perdido,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Da minha vida havias partido,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sem ao menos dizer o motivo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Deixando em mim um sentimento vivo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Com um coração partido,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que por quem eu menos esperava foi ferido...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Pra onde foi todo aquele amor?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que da noite para o dia cessou?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E agora o que faço eu com esse sentimento?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que vem corroendo-me por dentro,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sem entender pra onde foi parar você,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que ainda ontem dizia que eu não iria sofrer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E agora cá estou,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;De frente para a tela de um computador,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Pondo em palavras o que sai de dentro de mim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;E sentindo as lágrimas rolarem por não ser mais nada para ti.&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/5903420556382260551-5329699305427894186?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/5329699305427894186/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2012/02/te-perdi.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/5329699305427894186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/5329699305427894186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2012/02/te-perdi.html' title='Te Perdi'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__2IiBnVuhV4/TKu9-zsyk_I/AAAAAAAAAe8/wTcQRWrmcoc/s72-c/22_Me+Encontrei+Quando+te+Perdi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-4425546216631521871</id><published>2012-01-28T22:05:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T22:05:51.235-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Chuva Vai...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.overmundo.com.br/uploads/banco/multiplas/1250686926_dia_chuvoso.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="287" src="http://www.overmundo.com.br/uploads/banco/multiplas/1250686926_dia_chuvoso.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;A chuva cai lá fora,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Fazendo-me lembrar de outrora,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Chuva vai e lave meus pensamentos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Leve para ele tudo o que juntos vivemos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Molhe o seu corpo e o faça se sentir vivo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Mostre-o que meus braços é o seu abrigo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Vai caindo e lavando toda alma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Lentamente me trazendo a calma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Que é a única que controla essa saudade dentro de mim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Essa vontade insana de te ter aqui,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Ah, chuva que cai friamente sobre as ruas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Levando várias saudades nuas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Escorra-me como água até o corpo dele,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Deixe-me fazê-lo sentir vivo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Fazê-lo sentir o meu amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Chuva vai e leve todo o meu amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Transborde este sentimento como água em seu corpo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;E mantenha-me sempre viva dentro dele,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Para que ele nunca se esqueça que tudo que há em mim, há nele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-4425546216631521871?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/4425546216631521871/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2012/01/chuva-vai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/4425546216631521871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/4425546216631521871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2012/01/chuva-vai.html' title='Chuva Vai...'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-6489190342285116236</id><published>2012-01-16T15:58:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T15:58:24.505-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Seja Feliz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:WordDocument&gt;   &lt;w:View&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:Zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:HyphenationZone&gt;21&lt;/w:HyphenationZone&gt;   &lt;w:DoNotOptimizeForBrowser/&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mundomaisorganico.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/felicidade.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="317" src="http://www.mundomaisorganico.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/felicidade.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Seja feliz,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Não importa o tamanho da sua dor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Seja você mesmo a sua diretriz,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Não se iluda co tanto esplendor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Seja sempre sorridente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Faça de sua vida um eterno carnaval,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que sua alegria seja sempre evidente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Pois ser feliz demais não faz mal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Então, ame quem tiver que amar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Dê tudo de si por amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Porque o tempo sempre irá passar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E você não se entregou,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Por isso valorize quem está perto de você,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Viva intensamente cada momento,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Para que você não venha perder,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Pessoas que se vão com o tempo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Então não desperdice sua vida com coisas inúteis,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Dê valor ao que realmente é importante,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Descarte todos sentimentos e coisas fúteis,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;E da vida seja sempre um eterno amante...&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/5903420556382260551-6489190342285116236?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/6489190342285116236/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2012/01/seja-feliz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/6489190342285116236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/6489190342285116236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2012/01/seja-feliz.html' title='Seja Feliz'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-967362233383771079</id><published>2012-01-12T02:54:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T02:54:00.598-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafo....'/><title type='text'>Eu Tentei</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ldhfwrzqeB1qeby70o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="283" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ldhfwrzqeB1qeby70o1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Eu tentei ser o que nunca havia sido,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mudei meu jeito e fiz novos amigos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Por amor a alguém tão diferente de mim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Eu fui contra todos que estavam por aqui,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Defendi seu nome simplesmente por te amar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Por não querer te ver chorar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Busquei o sol em sua casinha só pra te iluminar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Para que você não precisasse pelas trevas andar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Eu tentei aceitar suas diferenças,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mesmo fosse contra minhas crenças,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E você não pensou se isso seria fácil pra mim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Não se importou com o que eu passaria aqui,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mas faço isso por amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Porque&amp;nbsp; algo em você me encantou,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Embora eu não receba o mesmo de você,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Ainda assim não vou te esquecer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mesmo quando houverem palavras ditas sem pensar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E atitudes que possam me magoar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Eu ainda tentarei te entender,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Mesmo que isso faça doer.&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/5903420556382260551-967362233383771079?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/967362233383771079/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2012/01/eu-tentei.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/967362233383771079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/967362233383771079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2012/01/eu-tentei.html' title='Eu Tentei'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-7550763110746938719</id><published>2012-01-09T17:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T17:00:16.209-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases e Pensamentos'/><title type='text'>Frases&amp;Pensamentos Alheios</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n07Ns8JaU1Q/TEzci4TfzjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/hB1r32Q3f0w/s1600/pensando1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n07Ns8JaU1Q/TEzci4TfzjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/hB1r32Q3f0w/s400/pensando1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Tem gente que se acha dono do outro, mas mal sabe cuidar do que se diz ser "dele"."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Quem tem a alma de artista nunca envelhece, muito menos morre, pois se mantem jovem e vivo através de suas obras."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Sem vc perceber eu te faço carinho, faço quando meus olhos percorrem seu corpo, com a mesma leveza das mãos."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Não  corra atrás de quem nunca correria atrás de vc, na vida tudo é uma   questão de troca. Só dê o que vc recebe, se não tens retorno, então não   se desgaste. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;"A gente tenta "conquistar" uma pessoa, até que a mesma nos prova que ela não vale a pena pelo esforço!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Difícil  não é dizer eu te amo, mas aceitar os defeitos, entender  atitudes,  abrir mão de desejos e ceder em favor da felicidade do outro.  Difícil é  amar sem ciúme, egoísmo e hipocrisia."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;"Fico rindo atoa quando fecho os olhos, e vejo você em meus pensamentos..."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;"Que sejam suas as mais belas rimas de poesias que saírem dos meus pensamentos..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Para termos um amigo não é necessário estar perto, basta apenas ter o&lt;br /&gt;sentimento da amizade dentro de nós. Pois se o amor que é mais frágil &lt;br /&gt;resiste a distância, que dirá a amizade que é uma rocha! "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Bem-aventurados os que agem com a mente, pois os que agem com o coração acabam perdendo a cabeça e a sanidade."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&amp;nbsp;Sempre disseram que a vida é curta,  mas o engraçado é que os mesmos, não fazem nada para aproveitar a vida  enquanto ela não se vai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cada  momento de nossas vidas é tão precioso, que já não sabemos como  vivenciar cada um, nos bate sempre a dúvida de qual fazer primeiro, o  quê viver primeiro. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas  digo a vós, enquando não sabe como viver, aprenda a perdoar mais. Se  magoou, peça desculpas, se está magoado, perdoe! Ás vezes é mais viável  oferecer a outra face do que brigar. Ame mais o próximo. E viva mais e  se preocupe menos com o que virá. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;Quando não se há mais esperança no amor, o  jeito é esquece-lo e continuar caminhada sem ele. Pois na vida é inútil  insistir no que não está dando certo, porque assim o tempo passa e não  se recupera o perdido. Pense nisso!"&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&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/5903420556382260551-7550763110746938719?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/7550763110746938719/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2012/01/frases-alheios.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/7550763110746938719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/7550763110746938719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2012/01/frases-alheios.html' title='Frases&amp;Pensamentos Alheios'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n07Ns8JaU1Q/TEzci4TfzjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/hB1r32Q3f0w/s72-c/pensando1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-4554517189374140449</id><published>2011-12-29T13:27:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T13:27:16.616-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Sinta O Novo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:WordDocument&gt;   &lt;w:View&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:Zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:HyphenationZone&gt;21&lt;/w:HyphenationZone&gt;   &lt;w:DoNotOptimizeForBrowser/&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:shapedefaults v:ext="edit" spidmax="1026"/&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:shapelayout v:ext="edit"&gt;   &lt;o:idmap v:ext="edit" data="1"/&gt;  &lt;/o:shapelayout&gt;&lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://api.ning.com/files/rCNzRKkcZYbxYgkYiPLMn0r0abLuU3EH7HgD-Uk4LuXdyzYrPghzYiNQJ2wZa5BSQfNtB3WKKyu9ISvk-a9pjs6OuZFRAc7n/felicidade3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" src="http://api.ning.com/files/rCNzRKkcZYbxYgkYiPLMn0r0abLuU3EH7HgD-Uk4LuXdyzYrPghzYiNQJ2wZa5BSQfNtB3WKKyu9ISvk-a9pjs6OuZFRAc7n/felicidade3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sinta o cheiro de novo pairando no ar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sinta a comunhão em cada lar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Veja que as esperanças estão surgindo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que as coisas ruins estão indo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sinta a energia positiva que te espera,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que te convida para uma nova era.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Tire da cabeça os maus pensamentos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Deseje que terás bons momentos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que as mágoas ficaram para trás,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que coisas ruins não acontecerão mais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Entre no novo ano com o pé esquerdo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sonhe e viva o novo sem medo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Agarre as oportunidades,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Viva e ame de verdade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Relembre apenas dos buracos no caminho,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Desvie deles e verás que não estás sozinho,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Seque as lágrimas que estão a rolar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Só a felicidade que é motivo para chorar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sinta o ano novo chegando,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sinta apenas saudade do que está passando,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que de vagar está saindo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Dando boas vindas para quem está vindo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Desejando que 2012 seja bom conosco,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que coisas ruins não aconteçam de novo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Então vamos comemorar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Pois algo novo está para chegar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Feliz ano novo pessoas, que 2012 seja um ano de bençãos para todos nós! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Hoje sonhei com você,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E isso fez com que passasse mil coisas pela minha cabeça...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Tive vontade de ter de novo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Pedir para que apareça.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Foi um sonho muito real,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que ainda posso sentir seus olhos em mim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que me transmitia doçura e amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Isso faz meu coração acelerar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Faz meu corpo gelar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Esse sonho me trás tantas emoções de volta,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que não me deixa esquecer um segundo de você,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Pois tamanha foi a realidade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Tamanho o sonho de te ver...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sinto como se você estivesse ao meu lado em minha cama,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Apenas para penetrar em meus sonhos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Acho que foi Deus quem te mandou ali,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Será este um sinal que ainda estás por vir?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Como se fosse um grito me dizendo para não desistir,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Um fio de esperança querendo nascer novamente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que não quer sair da minha cabeça,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que insiste em me deixar a sua espera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Tudo por causa de um sonho,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que parecia tão real...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Ainda mais com seu olhar cheio de amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que parecia dizer;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;A nossa história ainda não terminou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Foto&amp;amp;Poesia: Ana Paula Marinho Alves &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-4717935511662786221?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/4717935511662786221/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/12/sonhei.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/4717935511662786221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/4717935511662786221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/12/sonhei.html' title='Sonhei...'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-1189815749795536295</id><published>2011-12-05T14:50:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T15:36:28.878-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Palavras São Palavras</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8vQn4JpGleg/TjLHHewX7jI/AAAAAAAAaZs/hVJ0QtUTEzc/s400/Palavras3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8vQn4JpGleg/TjLHHewX7jI/AAAAAAAAaZs/hVJ0QtUTEzc/s400/Palavras3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Composição: Ana Paula Marinho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Palavras são palavras, que são levadas ao vento...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Palavras são gestos simples, que encantam o momento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Se tivessem cor, palavras não bastariam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Se tudo tivessem amor, a dor não existiria...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;A vida é um jogo, que não existem regras, Nem palavras que afirmam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Que tudo é tao certo, Porque o certo também é errado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Palavras são palavras, Que vão embora no vento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Palavra são gestos simples, Mas que não mudam o momento...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Na vida eu joguei,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Perdi minhas cartas e me entreguei,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Fugi das regras e vivi, Pois das palavras não esqueci.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Porque... Palavras são palavras, Palavras fazem o momento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Se a vida é um jogo, As palavras se vão ao vento...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-1189815749795536295?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8vQn4JpGleg/TjLHHewX7jI/AAAAAAAAaZs/hVJ0QtUTEzc/s72-c/Palavras3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-4402884151994145569</id><published>2011-11-30T13:51:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T13:51:51.363-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Te Esquecer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YrDMIT7durI/R7t4W87iJOI/AAAAAAAAACo/0_j5kdRqdQQ/s400/boys+don%27t+cry-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="317" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YrDMIT7durI/R7t4W87iJOI/AAAAAAAAACo/0_j5kdRqdQQ/s320/boys+don%27t+cry-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:WordDocument&gt;   &lt;w:View&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:Zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:HyphenationZone&gt;21&lt;/w:HyphenationZone&gt;   &lt;w:DoNotOptimizeForBrowser/&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:shapedefaults v:ext="edit" spidmax="1026"/&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:shapelayout v:ext="edit"&gt;   &lt;o:idmap v:ext="edit" data="1"/&gt;  &lt;/o:shapelayout&gt;&lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Pra que te esquecer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Se as letras do seu nome fazem questão de lembrar você,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Se a cada rosto que vejo parece imitar seu sorriso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Pra que te esquecer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Se as estrelas sempre imitam o brilho dos seu olhos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Se a lua sempre me lembra que é testemunha do nosso amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Se a sua voz ecoa sempre aos meus ouvidos quando escuto uma canção...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Pra que sofrer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Se só você via o amor quando olhava em meus olhos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Se foi a ti a quem jurei amor eterno,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Se foi em seus braços que eu me acolhi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Pra que insistir em te esquecer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Se o amor sempre diz que não vai sair,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Se o tempo não apaga a lembrança de você,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Se o coração insiste em te querer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Pra que sofrer tentando te esquecer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Se quando fecho os olhos me vem o seu rosto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Se o vento traz o seu perfume,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Se o coração acha que um dia nos encontraremos de novo.&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/5903420556382260551-4402884151994145569?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/4402884151994145569/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/11/te-esquecer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/4402884151994145569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/4402884151994145569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/11/te-esquecer.html' title='Te Esquecer'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OUDbxnI6udg/TbISbleoLGI/AAAAAAAAAg4/cou0eaNuOos/s1600/fake_kut_24.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OUDbxnI6udg/TbISbleoLGI/AAAAAAAAAg4/cou0eaNuOos/s400/fake_kut_24.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Às vezes é preciso chorar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Crescer e aprender amar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mesmo que para isso tenhamos que perder,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Deixar de amar e sofrer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mas nem mesmo o sofrimento é em vão,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Faz parte para fortalecer o coração,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Para aprender a não errar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;A não deixar de sonhar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E continuar a crer que a felicidade existe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mesmo que tudo esteja triste...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;O amor nem sempre é só flores,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Nem sempre é só amores,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;É um caminho que há sofrimento,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que faz parte do crescimento,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Pois o amor tudo supera,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Até as adversidades que o espera,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Assim ele se fortalece,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E cresce...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Fortifica-se mesmo com a dor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Pois maior do que tudo é o amor.&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/5903420556382260551-3739535792400182552?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/3739535792400182552/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/11/amar-e-sofrer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/3739535792400182552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/3739535792400182552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/11/amar-e-sofrer.html' title='Amar É Sofrer'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OUDbxnI6udg/TbISbleoLGI/AAAAAAAAAg4/cou0eaNuOos/s72-c/fake_kut_24.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-7891483040005162204</id><published>2011-11-18T00:29:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T00:29:07.208-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema de Motivação.'/><title type='text'>Viver</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://spb.fotolog.com/photo/43/29/48/leticialvves/1301892917435_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://spb.fotolog.com/photo/43/29/48/leticialvves/1301892917435_f.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Viver é assim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sorrir, chorar, cair e levantar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;É saber vencer as dificuldades,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Passar por cima das adversidades,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;É sonhar sem pensar no fim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;É arriscar em um pedido sem esperar um sim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Viver é acordar cada dia melhor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mesmo que o hoje tenha tudo para ser pior...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;É sorrir mesmo que estejas triste,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;É acreditar que a felicidade existe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;É superar tristes momentos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Acreditando que tudo irá com o vento...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Viver é assim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Comigo fazendo o bem pra você,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E você fazendo para mim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;É amar sem receio de ser rejeitado,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Pois é pior morrer sem ter amado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Viver é muito mais do que está apenas vivo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;É ser feliz, é ter muitos amigos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Por isso viva na intensidade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Chore e ame de verdade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Na vida temos apenas uma oportunidade para cada coisa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Então não demore para fazer suas escolhas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Pois tudo passa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E a vida não é como um conto de fadas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-7891483040005162204?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/7891483040005162204/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/11/viver.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='Poema de Motivação.'/><title type='text'>A Vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mensagens.culturamix.com/blog/wp-content/gallery/pensamentos-sobre-a-vida/pensamentos-sobre-a-vida2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" ida="true" src="http://mensagens.culturamix.com/blog/wp-content/gallery/pensamentos-sobre-a-vida/pensamentos-sobre-a-vida2.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;A vida&amp;nbsp;é feita de pequenos momentos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Momentos esses que são levados pelo vento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Mas que ficam em nossa memória,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que contribuem para escrever a nossa história...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Na vida nós temos momentos tristes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Perdemos amigos e diretrizes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E também temos bons momentos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Depois dos erros nós sempre aprendemos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Porque tudo é uma aprendizagem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Até os erros tem suas vantagens...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Vantagem de aprender,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E com os nossos erros crescer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Saber que para todo o caminho há uma chegada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Onde recebemos a nossa sonhada “medalha”,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que é o que nos impulsiona a seguir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;A não desistir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;A vida que segue e te leva junto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que te ensina a viver neste mundo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E mostra que nem tudo está perdido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que é melhor viver sem medo do perigo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Porque assim vivemos bem melhor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Ser feliz e livre, sem pensar que tudo pode ficar pior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&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/5903420556382260551-3935587480856005257?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/3935587480856005257/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/11/vida.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/3935587480856005257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/3935587480856005257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/11/vida.html' title='A Vida'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-1184893149988206790</id><published>2011-10-23T16:10:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T16:10:32.266-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema'/><title type='text'>Paixão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxMLyQy5IrE/TeEHQRoYt6I/AAAAAAAABno/f5yzFoab5Po/s1600/40.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="323" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxMLyQy5IrE/TeEHQRoYt6I/AAAAAAAABno/f5yzFoab5Po/s400/40.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Eu teria tanto para te dizer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Palavras com amor pare te convencer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mostrar o meu amor por ti,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Aquele que você fez nascer dentro de mim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um sentimento repleto de paixão,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Enlouquecendo o meu coração,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Deixando-o ansioso para te ter,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Para em seus braços me aquecer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;É um sentimento louco que não sai de mim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que faz questão de te manter vivo aqui,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Fazendo-me suspirar à espera de seu amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que com doçura me conquistou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E desde o dia em que te conheci,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Nenhum outro tocou meu coração assim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Com um jeito que só você tem,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que não se compara a ninguém.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-1184893149988206790?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/1184893149988206790/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/10/paixao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/1184893149988206790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/1184893149988206790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/10/paixao.html' title='Paixão'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxMLyQy5IrE/TeEHQRoYt6I/AAAAAAAABno/f5yzFoab5Po/s72-c/40.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-1670258824407996930</id><published>2011-10-12T22:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T22:42:09.646-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Felicidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zenitude.com.br/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/felicidade.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="332" src="http://www.zenitude.com.br/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/felicidade.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Embora tudo seja triste,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;É fato que a felicidade existe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mesmo que você nunca a tenha sentido,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Muito menos vivido...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Todos sabemos que há felicidade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mesmo se ela vier mais tarde,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;No outono se sua vida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mesmo que seja pouco vivida...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sabemos que ela virá,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que ela não te deixará...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sua chegada será silenciosa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Quando veres, já estará sentindo uma felicidade "poderosa",&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Então quando ela chegar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Agarre-a, não a deixe escapar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sinta o que é ter felicidade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;O que é viver de verdade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sem sentir nostalgia dos dias tristes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Pois agora eles serão mais felizes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5903420556382260551-1670258824407996930?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/1670258824407996930/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/10/felicidade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/1670258824407996930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/1670258824407996930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/10/felicidade.html' title='Felicidade'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-7760318659102780102</id><published>2011-09-28T23:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T23:41:59.990-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Eu Abraço</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0DSQ66OCj8A/R9p-mRcV4WI/AAAAAAAAJQ8/iYyCk9LqtME/corao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0DSQ66OCj8A/R9p-mRcV4WI/AAAAAAAAJQ8/iYyCk9LqtME/corao.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Eu abraço todos os dias a saudade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Minha única companhia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Desde que você partiu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Com um enorme sorriso nos lábios,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que dizia-me que eu iria superar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Eu superei querido,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mas eu abraço a saudade sempre que posso,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sempre que você vem me abraçar em minhas lembranças,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;As mesmas que a tempos atrás eram vivas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E que agora não passam de pó,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que está empoeirando as janelas dos meus olhos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Deixando-os cegos de amor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Eu abraço até o vento por saudades,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Só porque ele trás seu cheiro para mim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Fazendo questão de dominar o meu ar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sufocando-me com sua ausência,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que ainda hoje eu abracei...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Não por querer-te de volta,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mas por querer abraçar a saudade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que ainda te mantém vivo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Não pelo meu querer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;E sim por ela querer me abraçar.&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/5903420556382260551-7760318659102780102?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/7760318659102780102/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/09/eu-abraco.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/7760318659102780102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/7760318659102780102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/09/eu-abraco.html' title='Eu Abraço'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0DSQ66OCj8A/R9p-mRcV4WI/AAAAAAAAJQ8/iYyCk9LqtME/s72-c/corao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-5488347757228328027</id><published>2011-09-26T19:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T19:05:00.130-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Eu Amo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJtZswRwdRs/TQuOdNfu1XI/AAAAAAAAAFk/9fIsD-XB_k0/s1600/eu-amo-voce-na-areia-12c96.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJtZswRwdRs/TQuOdNfu1XI/AAAAAAAAAFk/9fIsD-XB_k0/s400/eu-amo-voce-na-areia-12c96.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Eu amo esse sorriso que surge nos seus lábios,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Surge quando seus olhos vem de encontro aos meus,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Em um momento que o tempo para,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E só se sente a leveza do vento em nossos rostos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Amo a sua voz em meus ouvidos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sussurrando palavras de amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Contando-me cada vez mais dos sentimentos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Fazendo-me amar-te mais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Eu amo quando você me olha,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Com um olhar que invade meus pensamentos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Decifrando cada um dos meus códigos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que foram criados somente para ti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Ah, como eu amo a sua presença,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Quando você senta ao meu lado,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E com amor sempre pede-me um abraço,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Para se aquecer dos tempos frios...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Amo tudo que há em você,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Até se existissem defeitos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Ainda assim os amaria,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Porque não tem explicação,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Alguém me fazer tão bem assim.&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/5903420556382260551-5488347757228328027?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/5488347757228328027/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/09/eu-amo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/5488347757228328027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/5488347757228328027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/09/eu-amo.html' title='Eu Amo'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJtZswRwdRs/TQuOdNfu1XI/AAAAAAAAAFk/9fIsD-XB_k0/s72-c/eu-amo-voce-na-areia-12c96.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-8815861043629022735</id><published>2011-09-25T19:03:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T19:10:56.136-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Eu Sinto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lh1mg4EfHV1qdafffo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lh1mg4EfHV1qdafffo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lh1mg4EfHV1qdafffo1_500.jpg%20" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Eu sinto uma explosão de sentimentos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Bem aqui dentro de mim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Enlouquecendo-me a cada momento,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Iludindo-me e dizendo que ele está aqui...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sinto que estou nas mãos do amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que ele faz de mim o que quer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Causando em mim dor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Com palavras qualquer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Posso sentir também as lágrimas que rolam,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;De encontro ao chão,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Onde seus pés passara,.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Onde ficou os pedaços do meu coração...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Eu sinto o tempo parado quando penso em você,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Como se até ele faz questão de me sacrificar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Lembrando-me dos porquês,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que te fizeram deixar de me amar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Acima de tudo eu sinto amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mesmo que não seja para sentir,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Pois não era para me causar dor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Muito menos para continuar a existir.&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/5903420556382260551-8815861043629022735?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/8815861043629022735/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/09/eu-sinto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/8815861043629022735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/8815861043629022735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/09/eu-sinto.html' title='Eu Sinto'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-7515912886659025345</id><published>2011-09-21T00:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T00:05:58.554-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Eu Quero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nightwitx.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/lunar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://nightwitx.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/lunar.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Eu quero chegar mais perto,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Tocar os seus sentimentos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Tirar sua respiração...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Quero olhar as estrelas e ver seus olhos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Com um brilho que só você tem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Eu quero sentir o vento tocar meu rosto,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Como se fosse suas mãos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Quero que a noite seja nostálgica,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Para poder fechar os olhos e sentir sua presença,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E em meus pensamentos tocar-te com amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Quero que tudo seja mais belo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mais doce...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Do gosto da felicidade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Aquela que eu sentia ao seu lado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Eu quero fechar os olhos e esquecer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Para que quando eu abrir não querer mais nada,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Nada que me faça lembrar você.&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/5903420556382260551-7515912886659025345?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/7515912886659025345/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/09/eu-quero.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/7515912886659025345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/7515912886659025345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/09/eu-quero.html' title='Eu Quero'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-1269403818619046832</id><published>2011-09-05T12:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T12:42:55.691-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Lua Apaixonada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c3ho5BB7LcU/SbcxDeztGxI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ZVYvt5-AEqE/s400/lua+cheia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c3ho5BB7LcU/SbcxDeztGxI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ZVYvt5-AEqE/s400/lua+cheia.jpg" width="295px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;A noite estava tão calada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E lá longe de repente ouço,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;O choro de uma lua apaixonada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Abandonada pelo seu moço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Seu choro quebra o quietação,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;De uma noite escura,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sem paixão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Somente com uma saudade nua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Mas choras por que Lua?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Se suas lágrimas vão de encontro ao mar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Cada gota caindo no oceano,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Somente para te lembrar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que cada uma delas diz "eu te amo".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Por isso estou a te olhar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Pois seu choro é de amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Um amor de se admirar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Mas um amor que te causou dor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Depois que suas lágrimas secarem (oh lua),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Eu irei adormecer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E enquanto elas não cessarem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Eu ficarei aqui com você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5903420556382260551-1269403818619046832?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/1269403818619046832/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/09/lua-apaixonada.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/1269403818619046832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/1269403818619046832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/09/lua-apaixonada.html' title='Lua Apaixonada'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c3ho5BB7LcU/SbcxDeztGxI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ZVYvt5-AEqE/s72-c/lua+cheia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-5185595640882680346</id><published>2011-08-24T01:19:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T01:19:31.239-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sobre À Luz do Luar (Aconteceu o amor)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir='ltr'&gt;Sento-me à luz do luar,&lt;br&gt;Solitariamente à sonhar,&lt;br&gt;Esperando uma estrela cadente aparecer,&lt;br&gt;Para que eu possa pedir você.&lt;br&gt;Por isso elevo meus olhos para cima,&lt;br&gt;Fechando-os para poder sentir o clima,&lt;br&gt;Que acontece quando eu penso em você,&lt;br&gt;Quando eu penso em te querer.&lt;br&gt;Por isso de olhos fechados eu posso sentir,&lt;br&gt;O verdadeiro desejo que há em mim,&lt;br&gt;Um sentimento que me deixa sem ação,&lt;br&gt;Que deixa lenta a minha pulsação...&lt;br&gt;E então quando sento-me sobre a luz do luar,&lt;br&gt;Eu fecho os olhos para em você pensar,&lt;br&gt;Para poder refletir,&lt;br&gt;E chegar à conclusão que só estou aqui por ti.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://twitter.com/AnaPaulaMarinhu'&gt;http://twitter.com/AnaPaulaMarinhu&lt;/a&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/5903420556382260551-5185595640882680346?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-7540195701786111904</id><published>2011-08-17T00:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T00:57:18.765-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Ser Livre (Liberdade)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbqzZ_fjDrk/S_Q4Z_B6lXI/AAAAAAAAAFI/O56TePgBSXU/s1600/Deixe-se-ser-livre.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbqzZ_fjDrk/S_Q4Z_B6lXI/AAAAAAAAAFI/O56TePgBSXU/s400/Deixe-se-ser-livre.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Tudo que eu queria era paz,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Poder mostrar que sou capaz,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Não ser prisioneira da limitação,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que sempre rouba a minha emoção...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Queria sorrir com verdade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Deixar de alimentar a saudade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Começar a ver a verdade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sem recuar como covarde.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Quero poder andar pelas ruas descalço,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Andar em muros altos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Queria ter liberdade para sorrir,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sem ter alguém para intervir...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Poder sorrir sem parar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sem ter que recuar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Quero olhar para o céu e sentir o vento,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Abrir os braços e paralisar aquele momento,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E por alguns segundos ser feliz,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mesmo que seja como um aprendiz,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que não sabe ainda viver,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Mas não perde a esperança de a liberdade nascer.&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/5903420556382260551-7540195701786111904?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/7540195701786111904/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/08/ser-livre-liberdade.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/7540195701786111904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/7540195701786111904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/08/ser-livre-liberdade.html' title='Ser Livre (Liberdade)'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbqzZ_fjDrk/S_Q4Z_B6lXI/AAAAAAAAAFI/O56TePgBSXU/s72-c/Deixe-se-ser-livre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-2850659544408228141</id><published>2011-08-12T02:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T02:29:19.781-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>O Vento</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qdRegqsmE6c/TaOL1pGj_RI/AAAAAAAAFbg/qMJFAVikdwE/s1600/folhas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qdRegqsmE6c/TaOL1pGj_RI/AAAAAAAAFbg/qMJFAVikdwE/s400/folhas.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sinto o seu frescor em meu rosto,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Arrepio-me quando tocas o meu corpo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Balanças meus cabelos suavemente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Ainda mais quando chegas assim de repente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Você refrigera-me quando estou só,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Estais sempre lá em meio ao pó,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Varrendo tudo que ficou ao chão,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Até os cacos de meu próprio coração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Entras em minha casa sem pedir,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Caminhas pelos cômodos sem "existir",&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mas sentas sempre ao meu lado quando olho para o céu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Fazendo-me sentir o sabor do mel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;O mesmo que sentia ao beijar "alguém",&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Assim levando minha imaginação além...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Por isso estais comigo em todos os momentos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Uma suave presença que nomeio de vento. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-2850659544408228141?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/2850659544408228141/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/08/o-vento.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/2850659544408228141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/2850659544408228141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/08/o-vento.html' title='O Vento'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qdRegqsmE6c/TaOL1pGj_RI/AAAAAAAAFbg/qMJFAVikdwE/s72-c/folhas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-6772876897209526271</id><published>2011-08-10T02:29:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T01:37:18.489-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafo....'/><title type='text'>Procuro Um Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Olho para os lados na espera de encontra-lo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Achando que posso novamente senti-lo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mesmo que eu esteja com o coração vazio,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Em total desalinho...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sinto falta de sentir,&lt;br /&gt;De ter esse sentimento dentro de mim,&lt;br /&gt;Saudade do modo que ele me faz,&lt;br /&gt;Do jeito que ele me deixa por um rapaz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Queria poder sentir novamente,&lt;br /&gt;Que ele vivesse não somente em minha mente,&lt;br /&gt;Mas também em meu coração,&lt;br /&gt;Para encher minha vida de paixão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Vontade de principalmente ter alguém,&lt;br /&gt;Que me faça feliz como me convêm,&lt;br /&gt;Que venha acompanhado do amor,&lt;br /&gt;Que me deixou em saudade e me abandonou...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-6772876897209526271?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/6772876897209526271/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/08/procuro-um-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/6772876897209526271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g9K-lkrXxts/TUs7d1T8IVI/AAAAAAAAAFg/QCnVzpxW1FI/s1600/pensando-no-pouco-que-ha1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="327" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g9K-lkrXxts/TUs7d1T8IVI/AAAAAAAAAFg/QCnVzpxW1FI/s400/pensando-no-pouco-que-ha1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Na  calada da noite sinto um sentimento que me oprime... Não sei se isso se  chama saudade, mas saudade do quê? Saudade do que a mente inventou? Não  há o que sentir saudade. Porque aprendi com vida, que só sentimentos  saudade daquilo que de fato existiu.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Aquilo  que está na mente não é real, só é real quando se sente, quando se vive  e quando se corresponde. Se não for assim é inexistente. Mas ainda  sinto saudade, talvez saudade do que eu sentia quando chegava mais  próximo daquilo que eu tinha em mente, isso quando eu fechava os meus  olhos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Agora  que abri, não há mais nada lá, nem mesmo o que eu imaginava. Porque  tudo foi tirado de mim, sem eu querer, sem eu esperar...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Aquilo que eu  via em seus olhos? Não sei dizer onde está, talvez tenha sido jogado ao  vento e se ainda existe em você eu não sei, mas o que eu eu vi em seus  olhos não era algo projetado pela minha mente, aquilo sim era real... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Talvez seus olhos estejam fechados, e um dia serão abertos, mas até lá não existirá mais nada para você em minha mente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-4683280382333088195?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/4683280382333088195/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/07/pensamentos.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/4683280382333088195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/4683280382333088195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/07/pensamentos.html' title='Pensamentos...'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g9K-lkrXxts/TUs7d1T8IVI/AAAAAAAAAFg/QCnVzpxW1FI/s72-c/pensando-no-pouco-que-ha1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-6083168492004034674</id><published>2011-07-21T00:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T00:11:41.316-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema'/><title type='text'>Medo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ldn3a8bXOY1qfziexo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ldn3a8bXOY1qfziexo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Essa noite o medo veio me assolar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Dizendo-me palavras para me desanimar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Falou-me de como é viver,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sem ter um amor para sofrer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Fez-me pensar no que passou,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Deixou em mim, o medo de perder o seu amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Fazendo-me por um instante esquecer da paixão,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que existe em seu coração...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;O medo me falou do que poderia acontecer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;De todos os riscos que eu teria que correr,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Deixou-me aflita e triste,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sem saber se o amor existe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Com um enorme medo de te perder,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;De ficar sem esse calor que vem de você...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Medo que assola minha'lma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que me isola e me acalma,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que me faz ver o quanto és importante pra mim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E que será muito difícil sem você aqui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-6083168492004034674?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/6083168492004034674/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/07/medo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/6083168492004034674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/6083168492004034674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/07/medo.html' title='Medo'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><georss:featurename>Cabo Frio - RJ, Brasil</georss:featurename><georss:point>-22.8786833 -42.0198757</georss:point><georss:box>-23.0755193 -42.1591442 -22.681847299999998 -41.8806072</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-987852533161251306</id><published>2011-07-11T00:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T00:38:11.894-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Te Encontrei</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tHV9PFPWRks/SUmdVxn_MgI/AAAAAAAABo8/fqef24Qv2gM/s400/Contre-jour_talk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="315" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tHV9PFPWRks/SUmdVxn_MgI/AAAAAAAABo8/fqef24Qv2gM/s400/Contre-jour_talk.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Foi tudo tão de repente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Quando dei por mim já estavas em minha frente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Não acreditei quando te vi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Pois já eras algo em mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Foi como se o destino tivesse cooperado,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Para fazer feliz um coração apaixonado,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que bem antes de te conhecer já te amava,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E que só esperava,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;O momento certo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Para que estivessemos juntos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Quando o tudo conspirasse por nós.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Foi mágico e único...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Ver você em minha frente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Fostes como um presente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que sonhei procurar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mas que a vida levou àquele lugar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E então tive certeza de quem serias,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que se tornarias o motivo de minha alegria,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;A começar pelo encontro...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que foi perfeitamente arquitetado,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Por Deus desenhado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Para viver sem pensar no futuro,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Pois poderemos desvendar o mundo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sem ter medo do que virá,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sendo que o mais importante é te amar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Querido, você é tudo para mim... &lt;i&gt;(baby you are everything to me...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E quero que estejas sempre aqui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;25/06/2011 *---*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-987852533161251306?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/987852533161251306/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/07/te-encontrei.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/987852533161251306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/987852533161251306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/07/te-encontrei.html' title='Te Encontrei'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tHV9PFPWRks/SUmdVxn_MgI/AAAAAAAABo8/fqef24Qv2gM/s72-c/Contre-jour_talk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Cabo Frio - RJ, Brasil</georss:featurename><georss:point>-22.8786833 -42.0198757</georss:point><georss:box>-23.0755193 -42.1591442 -22.681847299999998 -41.8806072</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-1126044729248585253</id><published>2011-06-24T14:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T14:49:56.365-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema'/><title type='text'>Soneto do Coração Magoado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HSicUuvJPh4/SQ-PbOZOfSI/AAAAAAAAAKk/zF__lvE3qSg/s320/coracao+partido2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HSicUuvJPh4/SQ-PbOZOfSI/AAAAAAAAAKk/zF__lvE3qSg/s400/coracao+partido2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Fale coração tudo o que estás sentindo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Grite por aquele que está indo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Chore suas mágoas imperdoáveis,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Aquelas extremamente notáveis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Deixe escorrer a lágrima retida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Ela pode ser alívio sem medida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Chore pela dor que sentes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Não deixe nenhuma semente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Apague de seu interior aquele sentimento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Que te deixou em alento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Só não esqueça coração,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Do nome daquele que roubou tua emoção,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Grave-o em cada parede sua,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Mesmo que te deixe saudades nuas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Mas não o esqueça jamais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Um dia quando as lágrimas secarem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Quando gritos cessarem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Lembre-se de quem te feriu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;E ele estará chorando a sua dor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Pois da vida dele você também partiu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;E o deixaste sem seu amor.&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/5903420556382260551-1126044729248585253?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/1126044729248585253/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/06/soneto-do-coracao-magoado.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/1126044729248585253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/1126044729248585253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/06/soneto-do-coracao-magoado.html' title='Soneto do Coração Magoado'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HSicUuvJPh4/SQ-PbOZOfSI/AAAAAAAAAKk/zF__lvE3qSg/s72-c/coracao+partido2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-7029470281531633062</id><published>2011-06-15T01:45:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T01:52:53.671-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema'/><title type='text'>Olhar de Uma Criança</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tGSopzZAH0Y/TKPN1UivxxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/95YUn7ulkAs/s1600/2462174590_0aff227731.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tGSopzZAH0Y/TKPN1UivxxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/95YUn7ulkAs/s400/2462174590_0aff227731.jpg" width="328" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Em seus olhos vejo ternura,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Sinto uma paz absurda,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Que já não existe neste mundo de guerra,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Onde todos são obscuros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Vejo riqueza e esperança,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Coisas que só se encontram no olhar de uma criança,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Que vê um mundo mais belo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Sem medo do amanhã,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Sem se preocupar com o que virá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;São olhares profundos e repletos de amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;De um carinho sincero,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Que é capaz de dar um abraço a quem lhe maltrata,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Sem pensar em mágoas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;São olhares que só vemos em seres puros,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Que não foram corrompidos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Pela injustiça e pela falta de valores,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;São seres inocentes e dependentes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Apenas de carinho e amor.&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/5903420556382260551-7029470281531633062?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' 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type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KiW4rro6PRQ/TPJgLp7-lbI/AAAAAAAAAEU/OqCpWKan2sY/s1600/flor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KiW4rro6PRQ/TPJgLp7-lbI/AAAAAAAAAEU/OqCpWKan2sY/s400/flor.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Te eternizei no brilho do meu olhar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Para que saibas que sempre em mim estarás,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;signature&lt;/span&gt;:-1610611985 1107304683 0 0 159 0;}@&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;font&lt;/span&gt;-face	{&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;font&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Georgia&lt;/span&gt;;	&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;panose&lt;/span&gt;-1:2 4 5 2 5 4 5 2 3 3;	&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;mso&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;font&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;charset&lt;/span&gt;:0;	&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;mso&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;generic&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;font&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;roman&lt;/span&gt;;	&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;mso&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;font&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;pitch&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;variable&lt;/span&gt;;	&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;mso&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;font&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;signature&lt;/span&gt;:647 0 0 0 159 0;} /* &lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Style&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Definitions&lt;/span&gt; */ p.&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;MsoNormal&lt;/span&gt;, li.&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;MsoNormal&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;div&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;MsoNormal&lt;/span&gt;	{&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;mso&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;style&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;unhide&lt;/span&gt;:no;	&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;mso&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;style&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;qformat&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;;	&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;mso&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;style&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;parent&lt;/span&gt;:"";	&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;margin&lt;/span&gt;:0cm;	&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;margin&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;bottom&lt;/span&gt;:.0001pt;	&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;mso&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;pagination&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;widow&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;orphan&lt;/span&gt;;	&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;font&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;size&lt;/span&gt;:10.0pt;	&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;font&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt;:"&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Times&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;New&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Roman&lt;/span&gt;","&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;serif&lt;/span&gt;";	&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;mso&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;fareast&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;font&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt;:"&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Times&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;New&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Roman&lt;/span&gt;";	&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;mso&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;ansi&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;language&lt;/span&gt;:EN-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;US&lt;/span&gt;;}.&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;MsoChpDefault&lt;/span&gt;	{&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;mso&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;style&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;type&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;export&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt;;	&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;mso&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;default&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;props&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;;	&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;font&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;size&lt;/span&gt;:10.0pt;	&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;mso&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;ansi&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;font&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;size&lt;/span&gt;:10.0pt;	&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;mso&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;bidi&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;font&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;size&lt;/span&gt;:10.0pt;}@&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;page&lt;/span&gt; Section1	{&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;size&lt;/span&gt;:612.0pt 792.0pt;	&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;margin&lt;/span&gt;:70.85pt 73.35pt 70.85pt 3.0cm;	&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;mso&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;header&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;margin&lt;/span&gt;:36.0pt;	&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;mso&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;footer&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;margin&lt;/span&gt;:36.0pt;	&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;mso&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;paper&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;source&lt;/span&gt;:0;}&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;div&lt;/span&gt;.Section1	{&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% yellow;" class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;page&lt;/span&gt;:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;/m:defjc&gt;&lt;/m:rmargin&gt;&lt;/m:lmargin&gt;&lt;/m:dispdef&gt;&lt;/m:smallfrac&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qiVD-NwzMcs/TazX4KHa6ZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/KqI5sAB3FT0/s1600/Amor-nao-correspondido.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="291" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qiVD-NwzMcs/TazX4KHa6ZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/KqI5sAB3FT0/s400/Amor-nao-correspondido.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -4.65pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -4.65pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -4.65pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Quero acordar e ver que tudo foi um sonho,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -4.65pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Que não será mais parte dos versos que componho,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -4.65pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Sentir que foi apenas mais um dos meus amores,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -4.65pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Fingir que esse não me deixou dores,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -4.65pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Marcas e mágoas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -4.65pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -4.65pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Quero fazer de conta que esse não me marcou,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -4.65pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Que esse não me iludiu e não me conquistou,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -4.65pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Que não me fez sonhar,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -4.65pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Nem querer me entregar...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -4.65pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -4.65pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Acordar é tudo que quero,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -4.65pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Gritar em seus ouvidos que não te espero,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -4.65pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;E seguir por cima do que sinto,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -4.65pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Fingir que você não me conhece e sabe quando eu minto.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -4.65pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -4.65pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Fazer de conta que te expulsei do meu coração,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -4.65pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Que não me envolvi nessa paixão,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -4.65pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Esconder que dessa vez o amor não me tocou,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -4.65pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;E esquecer de vez que só você me conquistou.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/5903420556382260551-6323836948782636866?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/6323836948782636866/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/05/amor-nao-correspondido.html#comment-form' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/6323836948782636866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/6323836948782636866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/05/amor-nao-correspondido.html' title='Amor Não Correspondido'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qiVD-NwzMcs/TazX4KHa6ZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/KqI5sAB3FT0/s72-c/Amor-nao-correspondido.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-8627806261618488233</id><published>2011-05-08T00:35:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T00:39:27.868-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Datas Comemorativas'/><title type='text'>Minha Mãe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GkPHhH1kZNE/S-bEJ9EZWvI/AAAAAAAAAsg/UdHkUAR4A54/s1600/mae.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="393" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GkPHhH1kZNE/S-bEJ9EZWvI/AAAAAAAAAsg/UdHkUAR4A54/s400/mae.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Minha mãe, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sinônimo de esforço e superação,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;De amor maior no coração,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;De agir com emoção.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Minha mãe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Quem me ensinou a sorrir,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que me levantou ao cair,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Me ensinou na vida a subir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha mãe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Me ensinou andar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sempre pronta para o meu choro cessar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Com um singelo sorriso a me alegrar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Minha mãe,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Alguém que jamais esqueço,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Pois dentro de mim sempre a vejo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Porque ser como minha mãe, é o meu desejo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Em homenagem às mamãe leitores, às mamães dos leitores e é claro à minha mãe taaambééém! Feliz dia...&lt;/span&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/5903420556382260551-8627806261618488233?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/8627806261618488233/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/05/minha-mae.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/8627806261618488233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/8627806261618488233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/05/minha-mae.html' title='Minha Mãe'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GkPHhH1kZNE/S-bEJ9EZWvI/AAAAAAAAAsg/UdHkUAR4A54/s72-c/mae.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Cabo Frio - RJ, Brasil</georss:featurename><georss:point>-22.8786833 -42.0198757</georss:point><georss:box>-23.0755193 -42.1591442 -22.681847299999998 -41.8806072</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-2624321395944498540</id><published>2011-04-24T15:10:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T15:12:39.261-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coisas'/><title type='text'>Informe: Bullying</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Boa tarde queridos leitores!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Todos já devem ter ouvido falar sobre o Bullying, ainda mais com os casos que vem acontecendo em nosso país e no mundo. Pois bem, escrevi um artigo sobre este tema, que tem a finalidade de alertar os leitores para o perigo do Bullying.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Para quem quiser ler este artigo, pode visitar meu blog de artigos &lt;a href="http://artigosexpressos.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://artigosexpressos.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; ou acessar o blog do POESIARTE &lt;a href="http://poesiarte.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://poesiarte.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Não deixem de ler, todos nós precisamos tomar uma atitude mediante a essa situação que estamos presenciando. Vale conferir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Grande beijo e até mais...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ana Paula Marinho&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-2624321395944498540?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/2624321395944498540/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/04/informe-bullying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/2624321395944498540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/2624321395944498540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/04/informe-bullying.html' title='Informe: Bullying'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-8511629627083681828</id><published>2011-04-24T01:55:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T15:15:43.637-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tudo Mudou</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AmSzHmlEKDc/TbOtWrI92DI/AAAAAAAABOE/8m2V3_tfxQ8/s1600/9100amor-754115.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="300" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599009366800717874" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AmSzHmlEKDc/TbOtWrI92DI/AAAAAAAABOE/8m2V3_tfxQ8/s400/9100amor-754115.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Quando olhei em seus olhos tudo mudou,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;A paixão bateu e o coração acelerou,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Quis expor tudo que sentia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mas meu coração ainda temia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Uma rejeição ou algo qualquer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Um receio que não quis me deixar de pé..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mas ao sentir um abraço seu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Percebi que eras o encaixe meu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Onde por segundos encontrei a paz,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que em minha vida sempre foi fugaz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Encontrei em você uma união de sentimentos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Algo que me paralizou naquele momento,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Onde eu não sabia como esconder,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;O que eu realmente tinha guardado pra você,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mas que por receio eu escondi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Omiti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Não soube olhar em seus olhos e dizer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que guardava o maior amor do mundo pra você,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Pois tocaste o meu coração como niguém mais,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mostrando-me de que eras capaz,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;De fazer nascer em mim o amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que por ele tudo mudou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mas ao te ver partir,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Soube exatamente o que estaria por vir,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Um amor que fixou em mim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que não me deixa parar de pensar em ti,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sempre trazendo a mente sua voz,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Fazendo-me pensar sobre o que virá para nós,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Porque ao olhar-te na hora de sua partida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Soube que era você o amor da minha vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Dia 22/04/11, foi quando tudo mudou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;OBS: gente, tive que postar hoje pelo celular, entao perdoem-me pela formataçao! Espero que gostem da poesia, pois estou dividindo com vocês mais um momento especial da minha vida. Lets go! Beijos e até mais. (APMA)&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/5903420556382260551-8511629627083681828?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/8511629627083681828/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/04/tudo-mudou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/8511629627083681828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/8511629627083681828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/04/tudo-mudou.html' title='Tudo Mudou'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AmSzHmlEKDc/TbOtWrI92DI/AAAAAAAABOE/8m2V3_tfxQ8/s72-c/9100amor-754115.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-8727081674802912367</id><published>2011-04-18T23:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T23:02:14.924-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Sorrisos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://d.yimg.com/gg/u/45232ebbff5518780f509fda7049065f007666a5.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://d.yimg.com/gg/u/45232ebbff5518780f509fda7049065f007666a5.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Diga-me o que vale mais que um sorriso...&lt;br /&gt;Que sem ele teras muitos amigos.&lt;br /&gt;Sorrisos largos,&lt;br /&gt;Falsos ou verdadeiros,&lt;br /&gt;Perdoa qualquer erro.&lt;br /&gt;São os sorrisos que enganam a vida,&lt;br /&gt;Disfarçando uma dor antiga,&lt;br /&gt;Que faz nascer um falso sorriso,&lt;br /&gt;Mas que não deixa de ser amigo.&lt;br /&gt;São sorrisos jovens e velhos,&lt;br /&gt;Uns mais sofridos,&lt;br /&gt;Outros já novos,&lt;br /&gt;Mas ambos enfeitam os rostos,&lt;br /&gt;Que andam pelas ruas,&lt;br /&gt;Com saudades nuas,&lt;br /&gt;Alguns que estão perto,&lt;br /&gt;Outros vem de longe,&lt;br /&gt;Mas sempre sorrisos...&lt;br /&gt;Diga-me que sem ele terás amigos,&lt;br /&gt;Se o sorriso atrae olhares,&lt;br /&gt;Amores e amizades.&lt;br /&gt;Basta só um sorriso,&lt;br /&gt;Por isso sorria ao fim da poesia,&lt;br /&gt;E verás que alguém ao seu lado notou seu sorriso,&lt;br /&gt;Assim nascerá outros sorrisos,&lt;br /&gt;Novos amores e novos sabores.&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-8727081674802912367?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/8727081674802912367/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/04/sorrisos.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/8727081674802912367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/8727081674802912367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/04/sorrisos.html' title='Sorrisos'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-2198390682228095557</id><published>2011-04-02T17:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T17:20:13.836-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Nostalgia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyrmc_-w3TU/S-hmDgKW-CI/AAAAAAAAAFA/YLdtvk5wvKg/s1600/nostalgia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyrmc_-w3TU/S-hmDgKW-CI/AAAAAAAAAFA/YLdtvk5wvKg/s400/nostalgia.jpg" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Ao som da chuva eu sinto,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que meu amor está indo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Ao compasso do vento,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Com seu cheiro suave a todo momento,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Fazendo-me lembrar dos momentos que juntos estivemos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Momentos que não voltam, isso sabemos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mas este tempo me traz nostalgia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Arrancando-me o último fio de alegria,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que restou quando a dor cessou,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Quando o amor acabou,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mas as lembranças sempre vem,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Para atormentar-me com o que não convém,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Com o que já não é mais eterno,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que já não tenho mais por perto...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Fazendo-me esperar esse tempo passar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Para que a minha dor venha cessar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-2198390682228095557?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/2198390682228095557/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/04/nostalgia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/2198390682228095557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/2198390682228095557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/04/nostalgia.html' title='Nostalgia'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyrmc_-w3TU/S-hmDgKW-CI/AAAAAAAAAFA/YLdtvk5wvKg/s72-c/nostalgia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-2688146132283559988</id><published>2011-03-26T21:36:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T21:47:59.177-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Onde A Lua Se Esconde</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.estadao.com.br/fotos/72/76/58/727658035FA94253838BC06D36F42EC0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="257" src="http://img.estadao.com.br/fotos/72/76/58/727658035FA94253838BC06D36F42EC0.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Onde ela encontra seu abrigo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Onde encontra um ombro amigo,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que a faz sorrir e chorar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Ao anoitecer beijar o mar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Onde a lua se esconde,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Entre as folhas do bananal,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Choras nas cores do roseiral,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que estampa nas flores sua alegria,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E sua tristeza ao raiar a luz do dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Onde você se escondeu oh, Lua?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Deixastes em mim saudades tua,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Por não ver onde a Lua beija o mar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que onde sempre foi o seu lugar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Onde você se escondia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Ao raiar o sol a cada dia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mas não estais mais lá,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Onde sempre foi seu lugar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Quando em noites tristes procuravas abrigo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Talvez o carinho amigo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E agora escondes sua beleza de mim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mas ainda assim espero ver-te novamente aqui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-2688146132283559988?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/2688146132283559988/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/03/onde-se-esconde-lua.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/2688146132283559988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/2688146132283559988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/03/onde-se-esconde-lua.html' title='Onde A Lua Se Esconde'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-7381922663792757411</id><published>2011-03-20T10:01:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T23:37:44.445-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafo....'/><title type='text'>Perdas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://suefb.blog.uol.com.br/images/mulher_de_costas.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://suefb.blog.uol.com.br/images/mulher_de_costas.gif" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Foram embora as esperanças, o amor...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nada mais aqui ficou,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tudo retornou ao seu lugar,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não pude fazer nada para mudar,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Desfazer as vontades do destino,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Que agora me deixa em desalinho...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Por isso fiquei eu a beira da estrada,&lt;br /&gt;Sozinha sem a pessoa amada,&lt;br /&gt;Olhando tudo indo embora,&lt;br /&gt;Cada um na sua hora,&lt;br /&gt;Mas indo todos na mesma direção,&lt;br /&gt;Para longe do meu coração...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E as lembranças vem para me ferir,&lt;br /&gt;Para ficar mais doloroso este momento de partir,&lt;br /&gt;Então olho e me vejo tão só,&lt;br /&gt;Tudo aqui virou pó,&lt;br /&gt;Até mesmo o amor,&lt;br /&gt;Que foi o primeiro que me deixou.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-7381922663792757411?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/7381922663792757411/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/03/perdas.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/7381922663792757411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/7381922663792757411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/03/perdas.html' title='Perdas'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-8879532690662019825</id><published>2011-03-17T23:44:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T23:56:28.753-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Seu Olhar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;- Mais uma vez você é a minha fonte de inspiração, mesmo depois de anos, de tantas poesias e palavras ditas, ainda tenho palavras para descrevera-lhes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NaFNYEasNI/SORBYfkyzRI/AAAAAAAABSY/1pRL5A94j6Y/s400/698369.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NaFNYEasNI/SORBYfkyzRI/AAAAAAAABSY/1pRL5A94j6Y/s400/698369.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que há em seu olhar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Algo a desvendar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sobre esses seus olhos tem luz,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que pelos caminhos me conduz,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Um olhar tão distante,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mas que fixa em mim neste instante,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Parecem dizer algo para mim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Dizer que deverias estar aqui...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Fazendo-me olhar em seu olhar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Transmitindo o seu desejo de ficar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Ao meu lado,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Para que possas sentir amado,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Fazendo de mim refém deste encanto,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mostrando-me em seus olhos que é você que eu amo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Para que eu possa sempre estar na mira do seu olhar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Para deste encanto não querer despertar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Pois o seu olhar me fixa, me deixa vidrada,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Apaixonada e enfeitiçada...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Seduzindo-me para o seu amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que até em seus olhos já se declarou,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Um completo apaixonado,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que pelo meu sorriso foi conquistado,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Por isso tanto encanto em seu olhar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Somente para me desejar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Desvendar esse doce encanto,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que está me dizendo que é você que amo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-8879532690662019825?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/8879532690662019825/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/03/seu-olhar.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/8879532690662019825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/8879532690662019825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/03/seu-olhar.html' title='Seu Olhar'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NaFNYEasNI/SORBYfkyzRI/AAAAAAAABSY/1pRL5A94j6Y/s72-c/698369.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-4630035405179331603</id><published>2011-03-15T18:10:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T21:31:06.559-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexão'/><title type='text'>Desigualdade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjyBW19OWkY/S9YKcH3EzdI/AAAAAAAAAEU/dRwnTQH9P7A/s1600/desigualdade.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjyBW19OWkY/S9YKcH3EzdI/AAAAAAAAAEU/dRwnTQH9P7A/s320/desigualdade.jpg" width="313" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Porque haver desigualdade?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Se todos somos gente de verdade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Feitos da mesma obra prima,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Frutos de uma poesia sem rimas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Desenhados pelas mesmas mãos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Todos nós somos sãos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Então para que diferenciar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Todos temos a capacidade de amar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Sem se importar com raça ou cor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Mas foi esse preconceito que nos estragou,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Que não nos deixa ver o que somos de verdade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Fazendo-nos olhar com olhos da vaidade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Mas ninguém é melhor que ninguém,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Quero ver apontar alguém...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Que seja melhor do que eu ou você,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Que tenha mais ânsia de viver...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;E quem é mais bonito que o outro?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Todos somos iguais, sem algo novo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Somos filhos do mesmo criador,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Que da mesma forma a todos formou,&lt;br /&gt;E que teve um imenso cuidado ao nos criar,&lt;br /&gt;Para podermos a qualquer um amar,&lt;br /&gt;Sem desigualdade e preconceito,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Porque nenhum de nós é perfeito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&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/5903420556382260551-4630035405179331603?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/4630035405179331603/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/03/desigualdade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/4630035405179331603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/4630035405179331603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/03/desigualdade.html' title='Desigualdade'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PjyBW19OWkY/S9YKcH3EzdI/AAAAAAAAAEU/dRwnTQH9P7A/s72-c/desigualdade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-8357936649671503567</id><published>2011-03-14T18:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T18:18:57.306-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Dia de Chuva</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exnQV4JuJeY/TSScbETdMRI/AAAAAAAAACU/Pkm043dOkC4/s1600/chuva.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" q6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exnQV4JuJeY/TSScbETdMRI/AAAAAAAAACU/Pkm043dOkC4/s400/chuva.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Como é bom sentir esse frescor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;É sinal de frio, de amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Diz que a chuva vem vindo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que é hora de se recolher em seu ninho,&lt;br /&gt;É sinal que terá frio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que pessoas irão se recolher em suas casas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que os pequenos irão se recolher nas asas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Daqueles que os protegem, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que os aquecem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;O céu já está no tom de cinza, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Dizendo que a chuva é bem vinda,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Para nostalgiar o coração dos solitários, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Dos que temem a solidão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que fazem de tudo para não sentir a emoção,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que se sente ao olhar para o céu triste,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Como se ninguém existisse...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sinto o quanto é nostálgico um dia de chuva,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Ainda mais quando ela vem ao anoitecer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que é quando aflora os desaninhos do ser,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Onde olhar para o céu relembra dolorosos amores,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Cultiva as dores...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Do que se viveu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Do que morreu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sempre com uma lembrança de nostalgia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Até tudo voltar ser escondido no nascer do dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-8357936649671503567?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/8357936649671503567/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/03/dia-de-chuva.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/8357936649671503567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/8357936649671503567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/03/dia-de-chuva.html' title='Dia de Chuva'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_exnQV4JuJeY/TSScbETdMRI/AAAAAAAAACU/Pkm043dOkC4/s72-c/chuva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-4806845422994911837</id><published>2011-03-12T02:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T02:09:40.742-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Passos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4K_kTm8erjQ/TU7TnSdkEfI/AAAAAAAAFJw/95W_hpv1Tpo/s1600/passos+00.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4K_kTm8erjQ/TU7TnSdkEfI/AAAAAAAAFJw/95W_hpv1Tpo/s400/passos+00.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Vou trilhando meu caminho,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Firmando meus passos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Seguindo em direção ao compasso,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Escrevendo minha história,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Das emoções que vivi e vivo agora,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Das lágrimas e amores,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Das alegrias e dores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Cada passo um novo começo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Ás vezes coisas que não mereço,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mas que fazem parte da minha vida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Até aquele sombrio caminho só de ida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Para um sentido oposto ao dos sonhos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que me mostra quem realmente somos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Passos largos, passos apertados,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que trilham o meu caminho a alguma direção,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Ás vezes para longe de meu coração,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mas sempre seguindo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Indo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Andando em direção a algum lugar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Há procura de um lar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que possa me acolher,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que me faça crescer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E assim vou caminhando,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sorrindo, chorando e sonhando,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sempre com positividade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Em busca da minha felicidade.&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/5903420556382260551-4806845422994911837?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/4806845422994911837/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/03/passos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Hoje vi seu rosto,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Mas não olhei em seus olhos,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Era apenas uma foto em minha tela.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Uma vaga lembrança de amor,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Do que em mim restou.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Seus olhos pareciam olhar para mim,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Pareciam olhar no fundo de minha alma,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Fazendo-me pensar que estavas aqui...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Mas no momento me bateu uma rara calma,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Algo que nunca havia tido antes,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Pois quando olhava sua foto,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Chorava no mesmo instante.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Olhei e senti algo remoendo dentro de mim,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;E pergunto-me porque a vida tem que ser assim,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Tirando-me a euforia de amar, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;O anseio de ter que esperar...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Um amor que era prometido para vir,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Que era para estar aqui...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Mas o que apenas restou foi uma foto em minha tela,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;E agora somos só eu e ela,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Distantes de seus donos,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Distante daquilo que sempre fomos...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Amados um pelo outro,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Mas separados pelo novo,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Novo sentido que cada um seguiu,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Pela estrada solitária que se abriu,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Diante de cada um,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Sem amor algum...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Por isso restou apenas uma foto na minha tela,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;E é triste ser apenas eu e ela.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/5903420556382260551-4849447848574247913?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/4849447848574247913/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/03/uma-foto-em-minha-tela.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/4849447848574247913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/4849447848574247913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/03/uma-foto-em-minha-tela.html' title='Uma Foto Em Minha Tela'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tq5xHkaVuQw/SOrNOI18dEI/AAAAAAAABFY/uFERccJIe4Q/s72-c/pc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-7004037779865820599</id><published>2011-03-09T16:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T16:59:49.396-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema'/><title type='text'>Olhares Mágicos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;A pedido da leitora Eliane... mais um poema. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thank you very much... welcome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-ClURz5dIU/S_79wOahFwI/AAAAAAAAAHw/BLcyLq9uf4k/s1600/zen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b-ClURz5dIU/S_79wOahFwI/AAAAAAAAAHw/BLcyLq9uf4k/s400/zen.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Nos seus olhos existe magia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que enfeitiça meus olhares,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Como um galanteador vem me conquistando,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Levando-me a beira de um surto de amor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que coisa louca esse encanto,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Esse toque de amor que só você tem,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que só você sabe como usar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Deixando-me totalmente apaixonada, enamorada...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Por isso que em seus sorrisos eu me perco,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Em seu tom eu viajo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Tudo por tanto te amar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Por tanto receber amor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E nada se torna tão mais importante do que te sentir,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Olhar nos seus olhos e sorrir,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Pois eu sinto o maior amor do mundo em você,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Um amor que me enfeitiça e me faz viver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-7004037779865820599?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/7004037779865820599/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Certo dia resolvi falar de amor, resolvi falar de quem e para quem amo. Inspirada em uma emocionante cena de novela, decidi falar sobre o que estou sentindo. O que fazer quando estamos com dúvidas? Quando pensamos e idealizamos as pessoas... Às vezes o amor os nos torna cegos, sem a habilidade de ver o que é real e o que é um sonho. Sonhei demais e idealizei demais as pessoas, achava que em qualquer dia pela manhã ele sairia de meus sonhos e viria para mim. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Não sabia que era egoísmo meu desejar tanto o amor de uma pessoa, querer que ela me ame e que venha até mim, somente para me fazer feliz, mas eu não soube ouvir qual seria a vontade dele e se ele me queria tanto quanto eu o queria, se os meus sonhos também eram os dele. Nunca pensei no que seria bom para ele, no que ele realmente queria... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sempre pensei no que seria bom para mim, no que eu queria... Não imaginei nem pensei no que ele queria, no que ele buscava ser bom para si. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Até que em um dia, num surto de ira e realidade, fui bruscamente acordada e tirada de meus sonhos, dormi com um sentimento e acordei com outro muito diferente. Acordei com o sentido de liberdade, de jogar tudo para o alto; amor, razões, magoa... Tudo aquilo que eu pensava que era meu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Quis saber se de fato tudo que sonhei era realmente meu, usei como exemplo a famosa frase “&lt;i&gt;Jogo tudo para o alto, se voltar é meu.” &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;fiz isso, joguei tudo para o alto, para ver o que realmente era meu. E para minha surpresa poucas coisas me retornaram, de tudo que joguei para o alto, só voltaram ás mágoas e as razões... A pessoa que eu amava?! O vento levou para outros lugares, outros ares... Em questão de dias eu via o vento levar quem muito amei e idealizei, foram vários dias assim, sem notícias, sem ele por perto...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Até que em um dia o vento me trouxe um antigo amor, uma paixão que sempre esteve adormecida dentro de mim. Vi nesse amor um novo rumo para minha vida, vi o que há muito tempo estava na minha frente, um sentimento que sempre esteve plantado dentro de mim, que eu sempre senti, mas que sempre pensei ser passageiro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Um sentimento que me deixa insana, sem pensar na razão ou no certo e errado. Estou vivendo um momento único, que já pensava não viver mais, estou sentindo algo que me consome por dentro e que me deixa totalmente entregue a essa paixão, com uma louca vontade de gritar para o mundo “&lt;i&gt;o amor me tocou...”.&lt;/i&gt; Mas ao mesmo tempo em que o tempo me trouxe esse amor, ele não me veio por completo. Trouxe-me um sentimento divido e como saber se um dia o terei? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;O amo, mas ao mesmo tempo sofro de amor, pois vivo sem saber se será possível tê-lo, se ele também será capaz de jogar seu amor e sonhos para o alto, para ver o que lhe pertence... O que lhe volta. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; O que pensar sobre um sentimento assim? Amar e mais uma vez não tê-lo, não poder senti-lo...&amp;nbsp; O que será que ele pensa sobre mim? Será que existe naquele coração um amor como o meu?&amp;nbsp; Existe tanto amor dentro de mim, um amor que guardo para aquele que eu amo, para esse amor que chegou para mim... Mas como ser paciente para esperar esse amor acontecer? Se essa paixão que há dentro de mim me impulsiona a querer cada dia mais e mais estar perto dessa pessoa... Se essa paixão me acorda a cada dia somente para pensar nele... Mas e agora?! E quando o passado vem à tona? Quando aparecem vestígios de um passado que foi feliz, mas se tornou a maior decepção da minha vida.&amp;nbsp; E o que fazer se ele ainda me amar e me querer? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Estar entre duas pessoas, entre um passado desimpedido e um presente comprometido. O que fazer quando a vida traz o passado de volta? O que fazer quando a vida te traz um sentimento que te faz viver, mas é corrompido? Ainda fico a pensar, mas não ficar na indecisão sobre o que eu sinto, o amor que tenho por esse presente... O meu presente! Não sei como conter a ansiedade dentro de mim para tê-lo, para que ele enfim seja a minha vida, meu céu, meu chão...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; E tantas coisas que passaram e se passam pela minha mente, a única certeza que eu tenho é que quero viver este amor, e quero senti-lo junto a mim... Então, o que me resta é colocar na balança e ver o que tem mais pessoa e essencialidade em minha vida. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Não sei de onde vem essa inspiração de amor, mas não sei também como falar de amor para as pessoas, aconselhá-las sobre seus casos sofridos e doloridos de amor, mas o que eu sei é que eu amor sentir esse sentimento vivo dentro de mim e que sem esse sentimento louco e insano, a vida fica impossível de se viver. E mesmo que ele me faça sofrer, chorar, sorrir, odiar, gritar, eu ainda prefiro senti-lo, a nunca ter amado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;E que tudo isso que você acaba de ler, possa lhe inspirar amores, paixões e todos os sentimento essências na vida. Tente se questionar ou arrisque-se a responder minhas questões, mas uma coisa eu vos digo e repito, prefiro um amor insano, a não ter amor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Agora, fecho o meu coração, sento a beira da estrada da vida e aguardo até quando o meu amor vier me encontrar, e assim viver o que está preparado para nós.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-&lt;i&gt; Todos os dias antes de adormecer sua voz ecoa pelos meus ouvidos, deixando-me sem sono e a cada vez mais entregue a ti. Você pode não estar aqui, mas sua essência já está fixada em mim, por isso acordo a cada dia com alegria, pois é um dia a menos até o dia em que juntos estaremos... Meu tudo, eu te amo. &lt;/i&gt;(Ana Paula Marinho - SMS pessoal)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Espero por você... &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-3727000949891815118?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/3727000949891815118/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/03/texto-falando-de-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/3727000949891815118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/3727000949891815118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/03/texto-falando-de-amor.html' title='Texto: Falando de amor...'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-4058176948680603903</id><published>2011-03-02T22:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T22:31:34.482-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Existe Alguém</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Se ao olhar lá fora,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E não ver o que te espera,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Não se desespere...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Saibas que lá, longe existe alguém,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que espera por você,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que sonha com você.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Jamais pense está só,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Existe alguém que está com você.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mesmo que ao fechar os olhos você não a veja,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Ela sempre estará lá,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;No seu subconsciente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Pronta para te encontrar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E se ainda assim não acreditar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Olhe para dentro de si&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E veja que ela está lá,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Dentro de você,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Em seu coração,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Esperando para que a veja,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Para poder existir,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Estar com você...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E na sua vida finalmente existir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-4058176948680603903?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/4058176948680603903/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/03/existe-alguem.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/4058176948680603903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/4058176948680603903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/03/existe-alguem.html' title='Existe Alguém'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-2263683673574697551</id><published>2011-02-08T23:38:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T00:28:01.267-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafo....'/><title type='text'>Era Para Ser Feliz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2tud9hdI_L4/SLmx29-Z9vI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/DKHhSI-WCbQ/s400/crepusculo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="278" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2tud9hdI_L4/SLmx29-Z9vI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/DKHhSI-WCbQ/s400/crepusculo.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Era para ser um dia feliz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Mas acordei com um dia cinza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;O céu não tinha aquele tom azul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Ao sentar na minha cama,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Não acreditei&amp;nbsp; no que estava vivendo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Era o primeiro dia depois de muitos anos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Foi estranho e enlouquecedor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Não sabia como seria aquele dia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Como seriam as lembranças e nostalgias,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Pois era para ser um dia feliz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Onde eu teria você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;E você a mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Mas ao abrir a janela,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Vi caminho vazio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Ainda tentei lhe procurar entre as rosas de meu jardim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Entre os passos que estavam marcados...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Mas só restavam as lembranças e nostalgias,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;De tudo que pensamos em viver...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Do amor que sentíamos um pelo outro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;E que ainda sinto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Dia que diz que minha vida jamais será a mesma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Que até o fim de meus dias lembrarei de ti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Porque era para ser feliz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Era para ser o que eu sempre quis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Mas agora eu retorno para a minha vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Encaro minha realidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;E tento sair desse sonho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Que se plantou em minha mente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;E me fez te perder de repente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Por isso não é um dia feliz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Pois não tenho mais quem jurei ser minha diretriz.&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/5903420556382260551-2263683673574697551?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/2263683673574697551/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/02/era-para-ser-feliz.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/2263683673574697551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/2263683673574697551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2011/02/era-para-ser-feliz.html' title='Era Para Ser Feliz'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2tud9hdI_L4/SLmx29-Z9vI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/DKHhSI-WCbQ/s72-c/crepusculo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-171741772118243663</id><published>2011-02-06T23:06:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T23:06:35.099-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafo....'/><title type='text'>Os Dias Passam...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lcd2gm1dHv1qe2hxso1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lcd2gm1dHv1qe2hxso1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Os dias passam de vagar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;O que restou ainda continua lá,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Deixei tudo igual desde a última vez,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Em que meu coração solitário se fez,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Como a lua que vejo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que restaura aquele antigo desejo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Muita coisa aqui não mudou,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Até seu sorriso aqui ficou,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Gravado em minha mente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que o faz único eternamente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Como se não existisse nada além de mim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Somente eu e a saudade aqui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Dando-me uma vontade louca de te procurar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;De voltar a te amar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Dizer-te que morro de saudades,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que por ti o meu amor ainda arde,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mas lembro-me que não sei onde estás,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que não te vejo mais...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mas sei que não depende de mim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Para você estar aqui,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que você não quis vir...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Por isso ainda está tudo ali,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Do jeito que você deixou,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Desde o dia em que você desistiu deste amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-171741772118243663?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-7032230026057854043</id><published>2011-01-26T23:16:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T23:16:49.339-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Encanto Celeste</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mW9QsidvgY4/SfGanu7cddI/AAAAAAAAAUI/wXZRb2TVmtc/s400/ceu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mW9QsidvgY4/SfGanu7cddI/AAAAAAAAAUI/wXZRb2TVmtc/s400/ceu.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;O céu ainda é azul,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Faz tempo que não o vejo,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mas ele ainda continua lá,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Tão belo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E a noite ele fica da cor mistério,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Escuro e com um ar sério.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; 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fazer esquecer o que está a minha volta,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Esquecer dos problemas do dia a dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Por isso essa beleza incrível,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;O azul sereno da cor da fantasia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Céu encantado cheio de magia....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;De noite da cor do mistério,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;De dia transmite alegria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Céu azul, céu escuro...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Tons que colorem a vida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que ilumina os caminhos molhados pela chuva,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Pelas lágrimas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Testemunha de vários casos e acasos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;De amores e desamores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Céu que vê tudo e nada conta,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Testemunha das coisas mais bela da vida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Presente e belo a todos os olhos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Encanto pintado a pincel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Belezas e cores que só existem no céu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-7032230026057854043?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/7032230026057854043/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-6053377727854432479</id><published>2011-01-14T00:43:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T18:49:47.324-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Soneto da Paixão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_downz5jC7EU/R_OOhNGqfKI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_6w73svMrhM/s1600/paixao01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_downz5jC7EU/R_OOhNGqfKI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_6w73svMrhM/s320/paixao01.jpg" width="260" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Quero te ter em meus braços&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Te envolver em meus abraços...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Te matar de desejo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Encher seus lábios de beijos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Te olhar lentamente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mostrar o que está evidente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Estampado em nossos corpos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mostrando que não são sentimentos novos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Enchendo nossos corações de amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Nos envolvendo com o calor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;De um sentimento tão ardente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E ao mesmo tempo tão carente...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que tortura-nos com o desejo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;De fazer existir o mais perfeito beijo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que transmite o que sentimos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que nos deixam mais íntimos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Atraindo-nos cada vez mais para esta paixão,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que envolve meu coração,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Tirando-me os sentidos da razão,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Deixando-me completamente em suas mãos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;A espera de realizar este insano desejo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que provocou grande dor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Evitei durante dias dizê-la,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mas agora estou a escrevê-la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Entre lágrimas e lembranças,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;De um passado que jurei ser eterno,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mas que não passou de juras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Ouça o meu adeus que está a soar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Entre seus ouvidos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Pairando pelo seu ar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Não chores...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Não provoque em mim dores maiores,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Teves tempo para me ter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mas não arriscou em viver,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Tudo aquilo que planejamos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Hoje de mim só receberás meu adeus,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;O mais doloroso a sair dos lábios meus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que corta afiadamente meu coração,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Deixando-me sem chão...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;À espera da dor passar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Para poder enfim caminhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Espero que gostem...'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-7873606327062313911</id><published>2010-12-31T00:56:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T01:25:40.565-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Ano Novo - 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.scrapsweb.com.br/arquivos/Ano-Novo/scrapsweb_ano_novo-494939.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.scrapsweb.com.br/arquivos/Ano-Novo/scrapsweb_ano_novo-494939.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E mais uma vez deixo-te para trás.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Ano velho,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;De vivência fugaz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Muitas tristezas e mágoas ficaram para trás...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Acontecimentos que mudaram minha vida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Pessoas que pegaram passagens só de ida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mas agora esqueço tudo que passou,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Um novo tempo já começou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;É hora de renovar as promessas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mesmo aquelas que não se cumpre,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Mas que são promessas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;É um novo dia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Um novo ano que vai nascer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Com ele todo o desejo de crescer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Realizar aquilo que não realizei antes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Que eram novas promessas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E agora já tão repetidas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Um novo ano começa já,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Então já é hora de renovar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Felicitar os meus amigos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Compartilhar toda a emoção...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E erguer tudo que ficou ao chão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Pois a hora é agora,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;O dia já começou,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E o que ficou para trás, ficou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Agora é olhar para frente para o que virá.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Coisas boas somente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Pois as ruins não retornará.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;- Feliz ano novo pessoal, um ano cheio de paz, amor, saúde e dinheiro que também é bom. Que o Senhor nosso Deus continue olhando para esse país tropical, abençoado por Deus e bonito de natureza! Um viva; que venha 2011!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-7873606327062313911?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/7873606327062313911/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/12/e-mais-uma-vez-deixo-te-para-tras.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/7873606327062313911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/7873606327062313911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/12/e-mais-uma-vez-deixo-te-para-tras.html' title='Ano Novo - 2011'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-1413913969922410457</id><published>2010-12-15T01:31:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T01:46:23.421-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafo....'/><title type='text'>Vazio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SxjM5CzOBSA/TL-eNVt_KHI/AAAAAAAAARo/lyLl0D28W5g/s1600/triste.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SxjM5CzOBSA/TL-eNVt_KHI/AAAAAAAAARo/lyLl0D28W5g/s400/triste.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Eu sinto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Lá no fundo eu sinto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Um vazio obscuro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Uma barreira, um muro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Eu vejo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Na presença do desejo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Um vazio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Uma falta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Falta dos seus beijos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Eu sinto sua falta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Você está impregnado em mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Está em cada som que sai de meus lábios...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Mesmo na ausência,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Estais em meus sorrisos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Até mesmo no vazio que há em mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Não consigo disfarçar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;A vontade que me dá de chorar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Quando falo seu nome,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Ou quando olho para dentro de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E vejo tudo vazio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Vejo o escuro que se formou aqui dentro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Porque eu sinto sua falta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Porque eu te vejo em cada amanhecer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E quando me levanto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;És o sol que me aquece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Por isso eu ainda sinto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Por ainda te ter no coração...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Por saber que você marcou a minha vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E ainda está aqui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Bem aqui dentro de mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Ainda me fazendo viver,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Me aquecendo do frio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Porque você é tudo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Tudo para mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Pois eu não consigo te esquecer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Apagar essa ligação que vem de você...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Que me deixa a cada dia mais assim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Esperando um dia quem sabe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Te ter para mim.&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/5903420556382260551-1413913969922410457?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/1413913969922410457/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/12/vazio.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/1413913969922410457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/1413913969922410457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/12/vazio.html' title='Vazio'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SxjM5CzOBSA/TL-eNVt_KHI/AAAAAAAAARo/lyLl0D28W5g/s72-c/triste.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-3613116995532613169</id><published>2010-12-11T01:59:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T01:59:51.124-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafo....'/><title type='text'>Onde Estás?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.novavidacaxias.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/onde-estas-mensagem-em-mp3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" n4="true" src="http://www.novavidacaxias.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/onde-estas-mensagem-em-mp3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Não consigo lembrar de você,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sem chorar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sem me lamentar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Por que nosso amor terminou assim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Por que não lutas por mim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;O que sentíamos era tão intenso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Lindo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Parecia ser imenso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Mas cadê você agora?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Não chegarás mais nesta hora?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Não sei se ainda te espero,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Se ainda virás ao meu encontro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;A única coisa que tenho vontade é de chorar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Não dormir para não sonhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Pois tento te tirar dos meus sonhos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Mas quando adormeço você vem me fazer sonhar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Não sei o porque de eu ainda te amar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Te querer e te esperar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Mas cadê você que não vem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Era apenas para ver se você viria,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Arrisquei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Imaginei.. me enganei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Pensei que ao sentir que me perderia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Você viria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Mas arrisquei,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E perdi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Agora restou as belas palavras de amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;A saudade e a dor.&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/5903420556382260551-3613116995532613169?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/3613116995532613169/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/12/onde-estas.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/3613116995532613169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/3613116995532613169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/12/onde-estas.html' title='Onde Estás?'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-6040208130897245895</id><published>2010-12-05T00:38:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T00:38:14.584-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Quando O Sol Se Abrir</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UoCc_TQj4HQ/SbBUzsOx-kI/AAAAAAAADzk/v2HoX9Zs5S4/s400/nascer_do_sol_paraty.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UoCc_TQj4HQ/SbBUzsOx-kI/AAAAAAAADzk/v2HoX9Zs5S4/s400/nascer_do_sol_paraty.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Quando o sol se abrir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Veja que o melhor estar por vir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Nada é tão tarde que não possa ser feito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Basta apenas fazer do seu jeito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Quando tiveres oportunidades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Saibas que é o destino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Dizendo que o fim está vindo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Dia após dia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Está chegando o fim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Mas não sei o que dizer para mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Pois&amp;nbsp;o sol ainda estar a brilhar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Aqui e em qualquer outro lugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Mostrando-me que o melhor estar por vir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Seja aqui ou ali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Pois nunca é tão tarde,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que nada possa ser feito,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Basta apenas fazer de um só jeito.&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/5903420556382260551-6040208130897245895?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/6040208130897245895/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/12/quando-o-sol-se-abrir.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/6040208130897245895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/6040208130897245895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/12/quando-o-sol-se-abrir.html' title='Quando O Sol Se Abrir'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UoCc_TQj4HQ/SbBUzsOx-kI/AAAAAAAADzk/v2HoX9Zs5S4/s72-c/nascer_do_sol_paraty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-6367294397774663556</id><published>2010-12-05T00:21:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T00:21:41.675-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tra. Acadêmico'/><title type='text'>Heróis Anônimos - B.O.P.E</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoQQn8WkJYA/TPr23025zhI/AAAAAAAABNg/1tJtfSdOq0I/s1600/BOPE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoQQn8WkJYA/TPr23025zhI/AAAAAAAABNg/1tJtfSdOq0I/s400/BOPE.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Eles estão sempre à nossa volta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E mesmo assim não são vistos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Defendem nossas vidas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E poe em risco a deles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Zelam por uma paz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sem esperar um obrigado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Passam desapercebidos por nossos olhos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Eles olham por nós sem mesmo nos conhecer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Amam nossas vidas sem sabermos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Lutam por nossa paz esquecendo de sua própria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Lutam como guerreiros contra os de má fé,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Saem a cada dia de suas casas sem saber se voltarão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Tudo para zelar por nossas vidas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;São os heróis anônimos de nossa pátria,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que nos salvam por amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Por amar a sua bandeira e a sua população.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;São os nossos guerreiros de hoje,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que defendem o nosso amanhã,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Mesmo sem saber se amanhã eles estarão aqui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E não deixa nada os abater,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Pois eles são nossos anjos negros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que se orgulham de serem chamados de BOPE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Os guerreiros...&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/5903420556382260551-6367294397774663556?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/6367294397774663556/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/12/herois-anonimos-bope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/6367294397774663556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/6367294397774663556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/12/herois-anonimos-bope.html' title='Heróis Anônimos - B.O.P.E'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XoQQn8WkJYA/TPr23025zhI/AAAAAAAABNg/1tJtfSdOq0I/s72-c/BOPE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-4929796504437900139</id><published>2010-11-27T23:46:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T23:46:17.215-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafo....'/><title type='text'>Sem Você II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://d.yimg.com/gg/u/a4e7bbf5dc47a096d6f0db9a6cedf78998bc03c9.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="382" ox="true" src="http://d.yimg.com/gg/u/a4e7bbf5dc47a096d6f0db9a6cedf78998bc03c9.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Já são alguns dias sem você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E em todo canto que olho te vejo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Te sinto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;É tão difícil ouvir a nossa música,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;É como dizer "eu te espero".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Vai batendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E doendo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Aqui dentro do peito,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Uma saudade sem jeito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Pois é tarde demais para voltar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Voltar a me entregar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Porque você já se esqueceu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Do amor que era seu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E que hoje está tão solitário,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Abandonado e sozinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sem algum abrigo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sem nenhum alento...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Já fazem dias sem você,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sem os seus olhos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sem esse amor que me fazia viver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que agora me faz morrer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Chorar e não querer viver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Agora eu não sei se você volta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Se te encontrarei ao abrir a porta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Enquanto isso eu sinto essa dor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Por não ter mais o meu amor.&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/5903420556382260551-4929796504437900139?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/4929796504437900139/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/11/sem-voce-ii.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/4929796504437900139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/4929796504437900139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/11/sem-voce-ii.html' title='Sem Você II'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-5423970789695204405</id><published>2010-11-24T13:09:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T13:09:08.938-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafo....'/><title type='text'>Despeço-Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJqrA-HZ-cs/SGzHSQnvh1I/AAAAAAAAAVc/mT8I2AuyC84/s400/rui+departures.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJqrA-HZ-cs/SGzHSQnvh1I/AAAAAAAAAVc/mT8I2AuyC84/s400/rui+departures.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Tive que te dizer adeus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Despedir dos olhos seus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Despeço-me de você,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Mas não desse amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Um amor que ainda me faz viver,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que está dentro de mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sem querer sair,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Apenas para deixar-me junto a ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Despeço-me com lágrimas nos olhos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Por não eternizar o que jurei ser eterno,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Por não ter tido de você o que deveria ter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Despeço-me com apenas uma palavra,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que não transmite meu verdadeiro desejo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E eu sempre esperarei pelo beijo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que me faz falta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que não terei mais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Por isso eu disse adeus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Por esperar demais,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Pelo meu rapaz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que nunca soube se ele viria,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Pois minhas esperanças morria no fim do dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Por isso despeço-me de você,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Mas levo este amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que ainda não acabou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que está dentro de mim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Para que um dia quem sabe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Você possa estar aqui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Não tenho muito o que dizer sobre esta poesia, mas é pena que ás vezes as pessoas não lutam por aquilo que dizem amar. Eu lutei, mas desisti por não ter mais condições de sofrer...&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5903420556382260551-5423970789695204405?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/5423970789695204405/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/11/despeco-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/5423970789695204405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/5423970789695204405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/11/despeco-me.html' title='Despeço-Me'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wJqrA-HZ-cs/SGzHSQnvh1I/AAAAAAAAAVc/mT8I2AuyC84/s72-c/rui+departures.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-1859088846763660693</id><published>2010-11-17T01:51:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T01:51:39.060-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Estranho Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotos.sapo.pt/16GrqBM9E6GzKCZfKNI0/" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="355" px="true" src="http://fotos.sapo.pt/16GrqBM9E6GzKCZfKNI0/" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Por mais que eu tente entender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Não consigo desvendar esse amor que vem de você...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;É estranho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Me faz viver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;É difícil de compreender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Esse seu jeito de amar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Seu jeito de se dar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Mas isso me faz viver,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Me faz respirar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Repousar... te amar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Vem me consumindo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Deixando meu corpo à deriva em seu mar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Em seu sereno encanto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Em&amp;nbsp;suas palavras dizendo; te amo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Um amor que não dá para entender,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Um desejo forte que vem de você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que me deixa sem noção,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;De quente coração,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sem respiração,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sem ação...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Um amor incompreensível,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que me deixa assim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Louca para que isso nunca tenha fim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Pois isso me faz bem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Você me traduz como ninguém...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Me faz viver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E a cada dia mais e mais te querer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Te ter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Te sentir e te viver,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Somente para estar sempre com você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INSPIRADO EM&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Ricardo Eduardo Soares&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="85" src="http://fotos.sapo.pt/16GrqBM9E6GzKCZfKNI0/" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 374px; mozopacity: 0.3; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 464px; visibility: hidden;" width="96" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-1859088846763660693?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/1859088846763660693/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/11/estranho-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/1859088846763660693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/1859088846763660693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/11/estranho-amor.html' title='Estranho Amor'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-5701796300865132866</id><published>2010-11-01T14:49:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T15:27:30.464-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Soneto da Melancolia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i.olhares.com/data/big/202/2029795.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nx="true" src="http://i.olhares.com/data/big/202/2029795.jpg" width="326" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Em mim existe saudade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Vontades...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Parece um dia chuvoso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Onde o céu toma os tons de cinza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;É quando eu olho para lá,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;É quando&amp;nbsp;a chuva parece me levar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Para onde meu amado está.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Aflorando ainda mais meus sentimentos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Transformando o som da chuva em música...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Gotas&amp;nbsp;mostrando que tudo existe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que a saudade não é tão triste...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que um dia chuvoso também é belo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Deixando as ruas molhadas e nuas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Como em cenas de um filme...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Com a melancolia soando mais alto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Bem lá no alto do céu cinzento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;De onde vem águas para regar a saudade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;De onde vem o som melancólico,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que se transforma em inspiração,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;De um inquieto coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que bate em saudade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Vivendo cheio de vontades,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Embalado pelo som da melancolia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que se faz durante esse dia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Deixando de saudade nua,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Com vontade de sair andando pelas ruas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Como se não tivesse rumo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sem me importar com nada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Somente eu e minha saudade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Nuas pelo mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Totalmente sem rumo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;______&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_994865892"&gt;http://www.blogger.com/goog_994865892&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/AnaPaulaMarinhu"&gt;&lt;img height="96" src="http://i.olhares.com/data/big/202/2029795.jpg" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 356px; mozopacity: 0.3; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 41px; visibility: hidden;" width="78" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-5701796300865132866?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/5701796300865132866/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/11/soneto-da-melancolia.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/5701796300865132866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/5701796300865132866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/11/soneto-da-melancolia.html' title='Soneto da Melancolia'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-7458033815490860833</id><published>2010-10-22T22:32:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T22:32:00.357-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema'/><title type='text'>Paixão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EoQg6tHt3dc/TG_2Fvwk86I/AAAAAAAAADI/3A3cg30uOFg/s1600/casal+apaixonado.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EoQg6tHt3dc/TG_2Fvwk86I/AAAAAAAAADI/3A3cg30uOFg/s400/casal+apaixonado.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Em seus olhos vejo amor,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Em seus lábios sinto paixão.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que tanto me enfeitiçou,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acelerando o meu coração.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Você me paralisa,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me deixa de mãos geladas...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sabe me deixar de pernas bambas,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Como uma apaixonada.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para mim quero seus beijos,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cheios de paixão.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para que possas sentir os desejos,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que está guardado em meu coração.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O que sinto é amor,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desejo e paixão.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que por inteira me tomou,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Roubando o meu coração.&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/5903420556382260551-7458033815490860833?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/7458033815490860833/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/10/paixao.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/7458033815490860833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/7458033815490860833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/10/paixao.html' title='Paixão'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EoQg6tHt3dc/TG_2Fvwk86I/AAAAAAAAADI/3A3cg30uOFg/s72-c/casal+apaixonado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-4809972430133179689</id><published>2010-10-17T23:32:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T23:32:21.097-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Te Quero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_87H-ZLGo-IU/SG1jcu4J6fI/AAAAAAAAASw/DuqXUgVJ8Nw/s320/Lover_Alone_Without_Love_by_roseonthegrey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_87H-ZLGo-IU/SG1jcu4J6fI/AAAAAAAAASw/DuqXUgVJ8Nw/s320/Lover_Alone_Without_Love_by_roseonthegrey.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu te quero,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E querer não é poder.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas mesmo assim eu te quero,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque te venero.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Te quero porque te amo,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque em meus sonhos sempre te chamo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando o desejo vem avaçalar,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forte como a fúria do mar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por isso eu te quero,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque te espero...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque desejo seus abraços,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jogar-me em seus braços...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Te quero, como eu te espero.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque te querer é inevitável.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque te venero.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Te amo, te desejo,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pois anseio por um beijo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por isso eu te espero,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque eu te quero.&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/5903420556382260551-4809972430133179689?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/4809972430133179689/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/10/te-quero.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/4809972430133179689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/4809972430133179689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/10/te-quero.html' title='Te Quero'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_87H-ZLGo-IU/SG1jcu4J6fI/AAAAAAAAASw/DuqXUgVJ8Nw/s72-c/Lover_Alone_Without_Love_by_roseonthegrey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-5945029313950977710</id><published>2010-10-10T14:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T14:44:38.482-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafo....'/><title type='text'>Soneto de Um Dia Triste</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t2hdpq.bay.livefilestore.com/y1plT8dZTMeMXLUnKGYleiK0zwiyYiPPnB84Ru70HhBh6E7Dmw4CQ_qBfPXmW9Mg5xUXRKTIowp_RicK8YDlxQQYw?PARTNER=WRITER" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://t2hdpq.bay.livefilestore.com/y1plT8dZTMeMXLUnKGYleiK0zwiyYiPPnB84Ru70HhBh6E7Dmw4CQ_qBfPXmW9Mg5xUXRKTIowp_RicK8YDlxQQYw?PARTNER=WRITER" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Vem e me consome por dentro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Deixa-me parada ao momento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Faz de mim um ser em alegria,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Saudosa num triste dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Posso ver os pássaros parados no ar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Como se o tempo estivesse parado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Fazendo com que o sol deixasse de brilhar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Ficando com o brilho paralisado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;A minha tristeza tomou conta do meu dia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Risos presos e palavras sem alegrias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Tudo por causa de uma ausência...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Aquilo que era minha essência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Agora em meu dia triste,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Tenho a certeza que você não mais existe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Mas ainda ecoa suas risadas aqui,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Somente para continuar existindo em mim.&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/5903420556382260551-5945029313950977710?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-4292894470425538679</id><published>2010-10-07T23:51:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T00:11:11.369-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafo....'/><title type='text'>Lembranças de Você</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_63IugeqHAUQ/SpxrsAQf5NI/AAAAAAAAAJg/hW9p1ztPEGw/s400/choro-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 342px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_63IugeqHAUQ/SpxrsAQf5NI/AAAAAAAAAJg/hW9p1ztPEGw/s400/choro-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seu nome forma uma composição&lt;br /&gt;Que me deixa saudade no coração.&lt;br /&gt;Sua voz que agora eu ouço,&lt;br /&gt;Se afoga em minhas mágoas e choro.&lt;br /&gt;Guardo em mim suas últimas palavras,&lt;br /&gt;Guardo até as mágoas...&lt;br /&gt;O sorriso que nascia em seus lábios&lt;br /&gt;Ao me ver chegar...&lt;br /&gt;E sua despedida ao me ver partir.&lt;br /&gt;De tudo que passamos&lt;br /&gt;Guardo as coisas mais belas.&lt;br /&gt;O seu amor...&lt;br /&gt;O carinho que tinhas por mim&lt;br /&gt;Tudo guardo aqui.&lt;br /&gt;Mas agora está tudo vazio,&lt;br /&gt;Só restam as lembranças,&lt;br /&gt;Uma gota de esperança...&lt;br /&gt;A minha única companhia é a dor,&lt;br /&gt;Que chegou e se instalou.&lt;br /&gt;Mas ainda lembro do seu jeito,&lt;br /&gt;Das batidas que ouvia no seu peito.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo, eu tenho aqui...&lt;br /&gt;Até a dor de ter que te ver partir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seu nome eu guardo no peito,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thiago...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-4292894470425538679?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/4292894470425538679/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/10/lembrancas-de-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/4292894470425538679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/4292894470425538679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/10/lembrancas-de-voce.html' title='Lembranças de Você'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_63IugeqHAUQ/SpxrsAQf5NI/AAAAAAAAAJg/hW9p1ztPEGw/s72-c/choro-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-8647374302856221133</id><published>2010-10-03T00:24:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T01:25:23.080-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Duetos'/><title type='text'>Artigo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TEXTO DE ANA PAULA MARINHO E ANTHONY MOHAMMAD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOSe7CxJx6Q/SYEA3YXZnbI/AAAAAAAAAqY/FOo_hmxqLxA/s400/Populismo+-+Charge+faz+cr%C3%ADtica+%C3%A0+pol%C3%ADtica+industrial+de+JK,+jornal+Ultima+Hora,+15+de+dezembro+de+1956..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tílulo:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Descubra o que é política democrática.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coisa mais bonita é essa época de eleições não é?! Todo mundo quer lutar pelo país, os candidatos fazem questão de andar pelo povo, dando beijo em crianças e apertando as mãos dos velhinhos. Lindo isso não é?! O engraçado é que na hora de pedir o nosso voto, eles vem até nós, nos prometendo um país melhor, coisas boas a acontecerem, a mesma conversa mole de sempre. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O chato é que sempre caímos nesse papo, entra presidente e sai presidente e tudo continua a mesma coisa, são promessas diferentes, outras iguais, mas sempre são PROMESSAS. O mais lindo de tudo, é ver o brilho seco no olhar de cada cidadão enganado pelas promessas hipócritas, sentindo orgulho, achando que são super importantes para as mudanças em nosso país, como se no dia primeiro de janeiro, fossemos nós que tomaríamos posse como presidente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O maior problema de tudo, é que sabemos que nada mudará, que na verdade são todos iguais, mas sempre caímos nessa. Eles se aproveitam de nossa cede mudança, de nosso desejo de um país melhor e nos vem prometendo melhorias, soluções, crescimento e etc. Eles colocam a cara na TV, nas rádios para falar mal dos outros candidatos, fazerem promessas, apontar os defeitos do governo atual ou anterior, é uma coisa de louco na verdade. Ficamos só assistindo as coisas para ver como está fluindo, as brigas passam a ser pessoais, e nós os “importantes” ficamos a ver navios sem saber o que fazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nunca elegemos o melhor, é sempre o “menos pior”, aquele que rouba menos e faz mais, entende? É engraçado ver as pessoas nas ruas dizendo que “fulano” irá fazer isso, fazer aquilo, mas no fundo no fundo, eles sabem que nada do que é prometido se concretizará. Ingenuidade nossa ou burrice mesmo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O melhor de tudo, é que eles sempre vão a locais onde as pessoas são bem necessitadas, enchem o coração daquelas pessoas de esperanças, prometem “o mundo”, fazem existir um brilho no olhar daqueles que verdadeiramente precisam de apoio e melhorias em sua vida. Será que ninguém falou para eles que isso é feio? (rsrs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Isso acontece sempre! Seja nas cidades pequenas e nas cidades grandes. As promessas sempre são as mesmas, as pessoas também, mas sempre acreditamos nas mesmas promessas, nas melhorias de coisas antigas.&lt;br /&gt;Somos burros ou ingênuos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Na realidade e uma falsa democracia que todos os brasileiros pensam estar participando no qual só ocorre aumento para o bolso alheio e nada para quem dorme no ponto.&lt;br /&gt;Somos forjados como escravos que vão para a senzala , esta senzala que é a prisão do voto sem saber quem é de fato os candidatos, somos forjados com o título do eleitor que traz uma falsa moralidade democrática!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Se por acaso fosse democracia este atual sistema que vivemos, você não seria forçado em votar nos donos de fazendas, empresas e muito mais.&lt;br /&gt;Estava a pouco tempo analisando o empecilho que alguns candidatos o fazem na locomoção dos portadores de alguma deficiência ou idosos, pois os mesmos colocam suas armações de propaganda via a passagens no qual um deficiente visual ou idoso esta sendo sujeito a sair da calçada para estar seguro da abertura de sinal. Como um político que traz insegurança para a travessia de pedestres ira ajudar a população? Não chegamos a falar muito menos nas leis a serem votadas neste senado, os bandidos e assassinos já conhecem muito mais de lei do que os doutores e senadores deste Brasil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Vamos amarrados com as algemas da usurpação das promessas e falsidades votando em pessoas que jamais tivemos um contato apenas para não pagar uma misera multa eleitoral, isso demonstra como são mortos de fome os governos de sangue sugas!&lt;br /&gt;Alguns governos criam alimentação para acomodados, não todos, mas quem se acomoda com resto de bolsa família não deseja evolução, e o povo se vende por troca de saco de farinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A comida não da educação, não da cultura, não enche a falta de conhecimento.&lt;br /&gt;Não só de pão vive o homem, infelizmente alguns políticos e senadores usam palavras bíblicas para se apoiarem em sua cachorrada, tantos como “ EITA DEUS” “ Faça um ato profético e vote em min. Isso seja a ser jocoso um cidadão que pede um ato profético, o que ele acha que é? Um Profeta de DEUS? Creio que como o mestre disse “ De a Deus o que é de DEUS e de a Cesar o que é de Cesar” Finalizando esta historia da bíblia dos ladrões , mentirosos e falsários a BIBLIA DO POLITICO LADRÃO! Não chegam nem aos pés de Dimas que pelo menos ao final de sua vida conta se as narrativas se arrependeu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E quando estes patológicos e mentirosos irão se arrepender?&lt;br /&gt;Ficamos como João Batista gritando no Deserto e esperando quando seu grito ecoar “ Arrependei vos! Arrependei vos! Ainda a tempo de mudança...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Então pessoal só resta dizer a minha famosa frase: um viva a esse nosso mundinho moderno, bizarro e corrupto!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;OBS: O artigo não foi escrito para ofender a ninguém, estamos aqui comentando sobre a situação de um modo geral, sem citar nomes e nem apoiar ninguém. Apenas com o intuíto de falar sobre o tema cenral que é a política corrupta. Lembre-se: LIBERDADE DE EXPRESSÃO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ana Paula Marinho &amp;amp; Anthony Mohammad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-8647374302856221133?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/8647374302856221133/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/10/artigo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/8647374302856221133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/8647374302856221133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/10/artigo.html' title='Artigo'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOSe7CxJx6Q/SYEA3YXZnbI/AAAAAAAAAqY/FOo_hmxqLxA/s72-c/Populismo+-+Charge+faz+cr%C3%ADtica+%C3%A0+pol%C3%ADtica+industrial+de+JK,+jornal+Ultima+Hora,+15+de+dezembro+de+1956..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-8304656622659230728</id><published>2010-10-02T23:02:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T00:23:05.568-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafo....'/><title type='text'>Vazio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2UALcnvO48g/TJp4Fjv5AsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fk4QDfygIYY/s1600/Vazio-repleto-de-nada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 353px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2UALcnvO48g/TJp4Fjv5AsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fk4QDfygIYY/s1600/Vazio-repleto-de-nada.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meus dias tem sido vazios...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É como uma lua solitária lá no céu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sentindo o amargo sabor do fel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É como olhar as estrelas e não se encantar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meu coração não se desmancha pelo luar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meus olhos já não brilham em ver sorrisos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Já não saio com meus amigos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;carentemente&lt;/span&gt; ando pelas ruas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vestindo em mim uma saudade nua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Olhando o vazio que se formou,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que em mim se instalou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meus passos já andam perdidos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sem &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;direção&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sem guias para um outro coração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como se fossem passos feridos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O sol já não brilha mais sobre mim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seus sorrisos já não estão mais aqui...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aprendi da pior forma a conviver com a solidão,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que se instalou em meu coração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-8304656622659230728?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/8304656622659230728/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/10/vazio.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/8304656622659230728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/8304656622659230728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/10/vazio.html' title='Vazio'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2UALcnvO48g/TJp4Fjv5AsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fk4QDfygIYY/s72-c/Vazio-repleto-de-nada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-6475251345598584294</id><published>2010-09-19T11:47:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T19:23:53.106-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Solidão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moBXbVxng14/TFLVz70ppLI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/02KObr7LUIo/s1600/solid%C3%A3o4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 375px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moBXbVxng14/TFLVz70ppLI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/02KObr7LUIo/s1600/solid%C3%A3o4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Olho ao redor e vejo tudo vazio&lt;br /&gt;Meus pensamentos vagam pelas ruas como um andarilho.&lt;br /&gt;Fico isolada em meio a escuridão,&lt;br /&gt;Que se formou por causa da solidão.&lt;br /&gt;Mas ainda lembro com saudade dos dias felizes,&lt;br /&gt;Quando ainda existia alguém aqui.&lt;br /&gt;Quando a solidão não tomava conta de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje olho pelo chão e vejo flores murchas.&lt;br /&gt;Amarguradas pelo tempo que se fez sobre elas.&lt;br /&gt;Olho para dentro de mim e vejo tudo solitário,&lt;br /&gt;A saudade tomando conta de meu interior...&lt;br /&gt;A vida se tornando cada vez mais sem cor.&lt;br /&gt;Com a solidão estampada em minha testa.&lt;br /&gt;Com a amargura consumindo meus espaços.&lt;br /&gt;Sem saber o que fazer,&lt;br /&gt;O que faço?&lt;br /&gt;Solidão que se faz presente em minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;Que me deixou sem saída...&lt;br /&gt;Sem saber como tudo isso chegou,&lt;br /&gt;Se ainda encontrarei o meu amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Leitores queridos, perdoem-me por ser tão presente no blog como antes, mas ê que vida tem sido difícil e a faculdade não tem deixado rsrs. Ah, perdoem-me também pela falta de imagem nessa poesia (mas irei colocar), é que pelo smartphone não dá para colocar, vou até reclamar com o GOOGLE hahaha. Beijos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-6475251345598584294?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/6475251345598584294/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/09/solidao.html#comment-form' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/6475251345598584294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/6475251345598584294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/09/solidao.html' title='Solidão'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moBXbVxng14/TFLVz70ppLI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/02KObr7LUIo/s72-c/solid%C3%A3o4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-211320252439094988</id><published>2010-09-06T23:22:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T00:14:52.339-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema'/><title type='text'>Amor Envolvente</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04XaIXNLdhY/SnICwD8F8TI/AAAAAAAAHsI/bTy9LrJe--A/s1600/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04XaIXNLdhY/SnICwD8F8TI/AAAAAAAAHsI/bTy9LrJe--A/s1600/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Você chegou assim de repente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mudou meus pensamentos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Renovou meus sentimentos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me deixou como uma nova amante,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De brilho nos olhos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Com o sorriso nos lábios novamente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não pensei que pudesse ser assim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que me envolveria novamente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Achei que não sentiria mais essa felicidade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Por ter encontrado alguém de verdade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoje sei que as palavras não bastam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É necessário te ouvir como ouço,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sentir esse amor envolvente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ter você em meus braços&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E beijar-te com doçura.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isso sim que é amor,&lt;br /&gt;Por conseguir tirar de mim o que há de melhor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E retribuir o que tenho recebido,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amor e carinho incondicionalmente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E ser feliz daqui para frente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-211320252439094988?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/211320252439094988/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/09/amor-envolvente.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/211320252439094988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/211320252439094988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/09/amor-envolvente.html' title='Amor Envolvente'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_04XaIXNLdhY/SnICwD8F8TI/AAAAAAAAHsI/bTy9LrJe--A/s72-c/GetAttachment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-5624062720551283395</id><published>2010-08-30T02:09:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T03:05:07.748-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Lembranças</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://dadinha2.zip.net/images/lagrima86682e2gc5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 348px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://dadinha2.zip.net/images/lagrima86682e2gc5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De tudo que vivemos&lt;br /&gt;Restaram apenas as lembranças.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Os sonhos que sonhamos para nós,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Viraram vagas lembranças.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tanta coisa passou,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tantas lágrimas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tantas palavras ditas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tudo virou lembrança...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O seu retrato em minha parede,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;É mais uma lembrança do passado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Passado que não existe mais,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que você deixou para trás,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um passado que você não cuidou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E tudo que vivemos se fez pó,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E não renascerá das cinzas como a Fénix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O nosso amor se tornou uma dolorosa lembrança,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que o tempo não apagará,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pois não se pode apagar você de minhas lembranças.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-5624062720551283395?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/5624062720551283395/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/08/lembrancas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/5624062720551283395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/5624062720551283395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/08/lembrancas.html' title='Lembranças'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-94960369355954982</id><published>2010-08-27T13:26:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T14:16:46.391-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema'/><title type='text'>Soneto do Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sp8.fotolog.com/photo/24/28/43/karlallaz/1219339235875_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://sp8.fotolog.com/photo/24/28/43/karlallaz/1219339235875_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah o amor...&lt;br /&gt;Sentimento que causa dor,&lt;br /&gt;Mas também felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;Deixa qualquer um insano,&lt;br /&gt;De pés fora do chão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leva nossa mente aos céus,&lt;br /&gt;Nos faz voar...&lt;br /&gt;O amor nos faz cantar na chuva,&lt;br /&gt;Em meio a uma vida &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;estressante&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Mas eles nos inspira felicidade,&lt;br /&gt;Pelo menos naquele momento..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amar, amar e amar.&lt;br /&gt;O amor nos faz querer só amar.&lt;br /&gt;Nos deixa com cara de bobos,&lt;br /&gt;Escrito em nossa testa que estamos apaixonados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor e paixão...&lt;br /&gt;Combinação perfeita para quem quer ficar louco.&lt;br /&gt;Louco de amores, desejos...&lt;br /&gt;É nisso que o amor nos transforma.&lt;br /&gt;Em loucos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, o amor...&lt;br /&gt;Nos faz sentir um &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;friozinho&lt;/span&gt; gostoso na barriga,&lt;br /&gt;Deixa nossas pernas levemente &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bambas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Nos faz querer coisas loucas,&lt;br /&gt;Mas não há alguém que não tenha enlouquecido de amor.&lt;br /&gt;Muito menos provado o doce sabor.&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/5903420556382260551-94960369355954982?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/94960369355954982/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/08/soneto-do-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/94960369355954982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/94960369355954982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/08/soneto-do-amor.html' title='Soneto do Amor'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-8402842163220432520</id><published>2010-08-25T10:38:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T11:26:45.826-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafo....'/><title type='text'>Cadê Você ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XpIUBL3FMXw/S8skJn4Fn2I/AAAAAAAAAVk/Rv-Y8-cl_eM/s1600/cubro-me.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 372px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XpIUBL3FMXw/S8skJn4Fn2I/AAAAAAAAAVk/Rv-Y8-cl_eM/s1600/cubro-me.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando penso em você, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As palavras fogem da mente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meus sentidos adormecem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Logo meu coração é tomado pelo medo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pois já não sei o que pensar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Muito menos ter esperança em nós.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Suas idas e vindas me fizeram descrer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Desacreditar no amor que eu sentia por ti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E já não tenho mais palavras para usar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nem sei o que pensar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pois minha vida paralisa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando penso em você...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sem saber onde aquele amor todo foi parar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cadê você?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Onde é que você se esconde?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ocupas espaço em algum lugar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fico a pensar se e fato existiu amor em você,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ou se amei sozinha durante esse tempo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Respostas para o meu triste viver não tenho...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enquanto tudo muda, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Minha angústia só aumenta,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por não saber onde foi parar o dono da minha vida...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por não conseguir largar desse amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-8402842163220432520?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/8402842163220432520/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/08/cade-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/8402842163220432520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/8402842163220432520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/08/cade-voce.html' title='Cadê Você ?'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XpIUBL3FMXw/S8skJn4Fn2I/AAAAAAAAAVk/Rv-Y8-cl_eM/s72-c/cubro-me.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-758311417803203882</id><published>2010-08-02T13:00:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T13:34:11.870-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Caminho Triste</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://isablog.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/caminho%20frio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 354px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://isablog.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/caminho%20frio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um caminho triste eu percorri...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em um ônibus como uma viajante,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Olhando pela janela&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E com uma melodia em meus ouvidos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fiquei tomada pela nostalgia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pelo desejo de ver-te.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meu coração estava dividido entre saudade e tristeza,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Era um momento tão solitário...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um caminho triste e uma viajante.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uma saudade e uma tristeza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E foi todo o caminho assim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tomada pela nostalgia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Com o pensamento longe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Direcionado ao outro lado das rodovias.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E quando fechei os olhos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu podia te sentir,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ir para bem perto e você.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas quando abria os olhos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eram apenas eu, a nostalgia e a tristeza...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Todas juntas em um só caminho,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O mesmo caminho,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por onde andei uma vez em sua direção.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um caminho triste que cortou meu coração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fechei os olhos para ficar perto de ti,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E logo abri para não enlouquecer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pois aquele caminho triste me levava para longe de você.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-758311417803203882?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/758311417803203882/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/08/caminho-triste.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/758311417803203882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/758311417803203882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/08/caminho-triste.html' title='Caminho Triste'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-5880312248292755648</id><published>2010-07-19T11:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T11:05:03.565-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Duetos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema'/><title type='text'>Nossa Amizade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dia 20 de julho, dia do amigo. Comemore este dia com aqueles que estão sempre com você.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dedico esta poesia para meus amados amigos. Às menina do &lt;a href="http://ministeriodeadoracaocompromisso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ministério Compromisso&lt;/a&gt;, ao Bernardo Sena, Wallacy Cleyton, Ricardo Eduardo, meninos e meninas da faculdade, Thuany Olga, Sthefani Brizio, Rodrigo Poeta, Ramon Barbosa,  Anderson Assunção, Maicon Gonçalves e Kleberson Silva. E todos os outros que me acompanham neste blog e na vida.&lt;/div&gt;Amo todos vocês!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OgAAAC2KqMC5dLBRUDZlgZ-_djXwlf6OeEuLamWBLnVjvvyk3c9YxLfwKegCysAjJP4AjjrrL9_Z1YsOwJIFd-3uL9wAm1T1UKRWPwOoFcf7x08_V8LjI-QsNEIg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 388px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OgAAAC2KqMC5dLBRUDZlgZ-_djXwlf6OeEuLamWBLnVjvvyk3c9YxLfwKegCysAjJP4AjjrrL9_Z1YsOwJIFd-3uL9wAm1T1UKRWPwOoFcf7x08_V8LjI-QsNEIg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nossa amizade começou quando demos um sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Foi como se nos sentíssemos num abrigo,&lt;br /&gt;Onde o que nos protegia era amizade&lt;br /&gt;Um amor incondicional, um amor de verdade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que nos faz a cada dia mais feliz&lt;br /&gt;Por termos um amigo que é uma diretriz.&lt;br /&gt;Sem se importar com nossos defeitos&lt;br /&gt;Pois quando a amizade chega não tem jeito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem avassaladora como um furacão&lt;br /&gt;Que dentro do peito, estacionou no coração&lt;br /&gt;Essa amizade não terá um fim&lt;br /&gt;Pois eterna será pra mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E mesmo que todos digam não&lt;br /&gt;O que não provém dos céus cairá ao chão.&lt;br /&gt;Pois nem mesmo as barreiras podem conter,&lt;br /&gt;O carinho e amor que sentimos por você.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poesia de Ana Paula Marinho e &lt;a href="http://brunatrindade.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bruna Trindade&lt;/a&gt;, feita para Bernardo Sena.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Na foto; Bruna, eu e Bernardo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/5903420556382260551-5880312248292755648?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/5880312248292755648/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/07/nossa-amizade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/5880312248292755648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/5880312248292755648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/07/nossa-amizade.html' title='Nossa Amizade'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-2294572191942440672</id><published>2010-07-19T10:11:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T10:49:31.215-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Sem Dizer Adeus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lQNAvlrXnyU/S6ailJni1yI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/7qNxXl-ShFY/s320/A-solidao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lQNAvlrXnyU/S6ailJni1yI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/7qNxXl-ShFY/s320/A-solidao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A Chuva cai lá fora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As lembranças vagam pela casa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cenas passam em minha mente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E para onde olho, lembro de você.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Está tudo tão recente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seu cheiro ainda está aqui...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sua voz ainda soa em meus ouvidos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E por mais que eu tente te esquecer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em cada detalhe te vejo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;É como cenas de um filme triste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que passa diante de meus olhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trazendo-me nostalgia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fazendo-me sentir só&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E tendo que suportar o frio,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De uma vida solitária,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De uma vida sozinha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sem teus sorrisos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sem teu amor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Longe do que jurei ser eterno,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do que pensava ser verdadeiro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas vou tentar não lembrar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De tudo que sonhei ao lado seu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Achando que sempre serias meu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Então você partiu sem dizer adeus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ah, o amor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-2294572191942440672?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/2294572191942440672/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/07/sem-dizer-adeus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/2294572191942440672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/2294572191942440672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/07/sem-dizer-adeus.html' title='Sem Dizer Adeus'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lQNAvlrXnyU/S6ailJni1yI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/7qNxXl-ShFY/s72-c/A-solidao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-7357175772470375449</id><published>2010-07-10T18:09:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T19:20:10.541-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema de Motivação.'/><title type='text'>Não Desista</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://nusa.carioca.zip.net/images/eeee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 364px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://nusa.carioca.zip.net/images/eeee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você olha para o alto como se lá não existisse um Deus&lt;br /&gt;Que estar sempre a guiar os passos seus.&lt;br /&gt;Achas que já é hora de parar&lt;br /&gt;Que essa dor não irá cessar.&lt;br /&gt;A sua vida parece estar perdendo o sentido&lt;br /&gt;Já não tem mais expectativas para o que tem vivido...&lt;br /&gt;Mas não desista agora&lt;br /&gt;Ainda existe vida lá fora&lt;br /&gt;Olha e veja que nem tudo se acabou&lt;br /&gt;O brilho do sol ainda não cessou...&lt;br /&gt;Pense que sua dor irá passar,&lt;br /&gt;Você precisa acreditar.&lt;br /&gt;Eu espero tanto por ti,&lt;br /&gt;Que não podes ceder assim...&lt;br /&gt;Não... não é a hora&lt;br /&gt;Você ainda tem toda uma história.&lt;br /&gt;Acredite que seus dias podem mudar,&lt;br /&gt;Que ainda tens alguém para amar.&lt;br /&gt;Por favor não chore...&lt;br /&gt;Em ver-te assim meu coração sempre sofre. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enxugue suas lágrimas e olhe para mim,&lt;br /&gt;Veja que estarei sempre aqui...&lt;br /&gt;Mas não desista agora,&lt;br /&gt;Não podes abandonar a sua história.&lt;br /&gt;Veja que no céu existe um Deus&lt;br /&gt;E Ele não quer que desistas agora.&lt;br /&gt;Se ainda não sabes, eu preciso de você,&lt;br /&gt;E não posso te perder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO&lt;/strong&gt;: Ricardo E. Soares&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/5903420556382260551-7357175772470375449?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/7357175772470375449/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/07/nao-desista.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/7357175772470375449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/7357175772470375449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/07/nao-desista.html' title='Não Desista'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-444199520729649696</id><published>2010-07-04T13:34:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T13:21:52.589-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Desilusão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jd5YXnRTGcQ/SbVWsak_HuI/AAAAAAAACFs/qwE2oLH4eZI/s400/htgopt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 353px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jd5YXnRTGcQ/SbVWsak_HuI/AAAAAAAACFs/qwE2oLH4eZI/s400/htgopt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu pensei que você estava aqui&lt;br /&gt;Me dissestes que teria que partir,&lt;br /&gt;E quando tudo parecia perfeito&lt;br /&gt;Descobri que tudo era passageiro.&lt;br /&gt;Por mais que eu esteja sentada aqui tentando lutar&lt;br /&gt;Algo me diz que meus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;esforços&lt;/span&gt; não irão adiantar&lt;br /&gt;Nada, nem mesmo o que eu sinto irá te trazer&lt;br /&gt;Nem me levar para junto de você.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que eu queria é viver um amor&lt;br /&gt;Mas isso você nunca sonhou.&lt;br /&gt;Você partiu no ponto alto do sentimento,&lt;br /&gt;Quando fizeste parte de meus pensamentos.&lt;br /&gt;E eu que achei que irias ficar aqui&lt;br /&gt;Até o momento que descobri que irias partir,&lt;br /&gt;Nada doeu tanto como sua ida,&lt;br /&gt;Como o expulsar de sua vida.&lt;br /&gt;Foi e é difícil ter que conviver com a saudade,&lt;br /&gt;Ela sempre me machuca, me invade.&lt;br /&gt;E por mais que eu tente viver,&lt;br /&gt;Cada dia fica mais difícil continuar sem você.&lt;br /&gt;Por quê? Porque fizeste de mim o seu fracasso?!&lt;br /&gt;Fizeste a menos merecedora de seus abraços.&lt;br /&gt;E eu que pensei que você era todo meu...&lt;br /&gt;Mas você não amou tanto quanto eu.&lt;br /&gt;Agora estou aqui tomada pela desilusão,&lt;br /&gt;Que a cada dia mata impiedosamente o meu coração.&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/5903420556382260551-444199520729649696?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/444199520729649696/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/07/desilusao.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/444199520729649696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/444199520729649696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/07/desilusao.html' title='Desilusão'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jd5YXnRTGcQ/SbVWsak_HuI/AAAAAAAACFs/qwE2oLH4eZI/s72-c/htgopt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-6690115821948816915</id><published>2010-06-27T13:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T13:24:58.646-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema'/><title type='text'>Amor Virtual</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://parafraseou.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/amor_virtual_ax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://parafraseou.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/amor_virtual_ax.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Juntos ainda não estamos&lt;br /&gt;Com palavras viajamos&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor é mais que real&lt;br /&gt;Me livra de algum mal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que nos liga é uma tela fria&lt;br /&gt;Que nos enche de alegria&lt;br /&gt;Só em ver uma simples palavra&lt;br /&gt;Nos faz sentir uma pessoa amada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosso amor virtual&lt;br /&gt;É tão vivo que parece real&lt;br /&gt;Que nos toca o coração&lt;br /&gt;Enchendo-nos de emoção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Através das palavras de amor&lt;br /&gt;Conseguimos curar toda dor.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo sem poder nos tocar&lt;br /&gt;O amor presente em nós está.&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/5903420556382260551-6690115821948816915?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/6690115821948816915/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2009/12/amor-virtual.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/6690115821948816915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/6690115821948816915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2009/12/amor-virtual.html' title='Amor Virtual'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-7921835505174442574</id><published>2010-06-20T20:25:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T20:56:01.247-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafo....'/><title type='text'>Ódio</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sdBxL7lw_z0/SdwFtTAJp6I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/_Mpo5-mA5NM/s400/2458400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 342px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sdBxL7lw_z0/SdwFtTAJp6I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/_Mpo5-mA5NM/s400/2458400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É uma coisa que me consome por dentro&lt;br /&gt;Me deixa louca!&lt;br /&gt;Sobe pra minha mente ligeiro&lt;br /&gt;Acelera meu coração quase saindo pela boca!&lt;br /&gt;Ah, que vontade de sair gritando&lt;br /&gt;Soltar minhas feras&lt;br /&gt;E a raiva que tenho do mundo !&lt;br /&gt;Pois quase enlouqueço de ódio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A pressão sobe deixando-me estagnada&lt;br /&gt;Paralisada por este sentimento voraz...&lt;br /&gt;Isso toma conta de mim&lt;br /&gt;Travando todo meu corpo&lt;br /&gt;Deixando-me com um nó na garganta&lt;br /&gt;Ofuscando minha fala&lt;br /&gt;Minha respiração.&lt;br /&gt;Fazendo meu corpo ficar gelado&lt;br /&gt;Tomado e coberto pelo ódio.&lt;br /&gt;Pela vontade de fazer justiça com as mãos .&lt;br /&gt;Logo esse ódio vira tristeza&lt;br /&gt;Que novamente tomará conta de mim,&lt;br /&gt;Mas dessa vez ela mata meu coração .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-7921835505174442574?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/7921835505174442574/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/06/odio.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/7921835505174442574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/7921835505174442574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/06/odio.html' title='Ódio'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sdBxL7lw_z0/SdwFtTAJp6I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/_Mpo5-mA5NM/s72-c/2458400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-262517652652652726</id><published>2010-06-12T02:16:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T03:06:14.051-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafo....'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Datas Comemorativas'/><title type='text'>Dia dos Namorados</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www8.plala.or.jp/kyara/10Image/Flashback2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 342px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www8.plala.or.jp/kyara/10Image/Flashback2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dia dos Namorados&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoje o dia amanheceu sorrindo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Parece que estou até vendo o céu se abrindo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Até as flores inspiram amores&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vejo a vida cheia de cores.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meu ar transpira amor e paixão&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sentimentos que trago no coração&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por estar sempre feliz com você&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E ainda mais hoje poder te ter.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um dia tão lindo como esse para nós&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que nos rende quando estamos a sós.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nosso dia é todo dia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas hoje vivemos juntos com ainda mais alegria.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bom dia para quem tanto amo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E felizes como nunca estamos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pois dia dos namorados é sempre assim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tenho-te cada vez mais dentro de mim.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 377px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i.olhares.com/data/big/147/1475517.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um Dia Qualquer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mais uma vez estou aqui sozinho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Solitariamente trilhando meu caminho.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Parece que a tristeza hoje gruda em mim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Com o pesadelo de um solitário fim.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoje acordei sentindo-me num dia qualquer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sem ninguém, sem fé.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desacreditado e desiludido à espera&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;De quem muito esperei em minha janela.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Durante horas, dias, anos...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E sua presença sempre foi um engano.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Agora eu fecho os olhos para não ver o amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que está estampado no rosto de quem já o encontrou...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Recuso-me a sentir novamente aquele sentimento,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;De estar triste por estar só neste momento.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Então novamente eu adormeço&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pois sofrer assim eu sei que não mereço.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-262517652652652726?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/262517652652652726/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/06/dia-dos-namorados.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/262517652652652726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/262517652652652726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/06/dia-dos-namorados.html' title='Dia dos Namorados'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-9126738685724280355</id><published>2010-06-04T21:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T21:50:23.855-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Duetos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema'/><title type='text'>Uma Lua &amp; Dois Corações</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrYHHYCxy8E/SwPlq2eTeMI/AAAAAAAAAiE/h11AG-o68yM/s400/felicidade-no-amor%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 366px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrYHHYCxy8E/SwPlq2eTeMI/AAAAAAAAAiE/h11AG-o68yM/s400/felicidade-no-amor%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-STYLE: italic; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;A tela está sendo preenchida,&lt;br /&gt;Não o coração.&lt;br /&gt;A lua não está completa&lt;br /&gt;E mesmo assim brilha na imensidão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iluminando meu caminho&lt;br /&gt;Na procura de alguém para completar&lt;br /&gt;Este coração que anda sozinho&lt;br /&gt;Querendo alguém para amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os versos vão saindo&lt;br /&gt;Na noite um coração sozinho&lt;br /&gt;E outro também em desalinho,&lt;br /&gt;Que até hoje não se encontraram no caminho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para quem sabe completar&lt;br /&gt;Um coração sem alegria&lt;br /&gt;Que espera encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Um novo amor no nascer do dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autoria de &lt;a href="http://poesiarte.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rodrigo Poeta&lt;/a&gt; e Ana Paula Marinho. Cabo Frio, 24 de maio de 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-9126738685724280355?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/9126738685724280355/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/06/uma-lua-dois-coracoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/9126738685724280355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/9126738685724280355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/06/uma-lua-dois-coracoes.html' title='Uma Lua &amp; Dois Corações'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrYHHYCxy8E/SwPlq2eTeMI/AAAAAAAAAiE/h11AG-o68yM/s72-c/felicidade-no-amor%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-8445039164173794175</id><published>2010-05-30T17:33:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T17:54:17.233-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafo....'/><title type='text'>Perdi Você</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EiKfvuXk61I/SVDA0wqfVnI/AAAAAAAAAj4/ZXgGU3SKJ6s/s400/sofrendo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 365px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EiKfvuXk61I/SVDA0wqfVnI/AAAAAAAAAj4/ZXgGU3SKJ6s/s400/sofrendo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Você sempre esteve aqui&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas eu nunca lhe senti...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meus olhos faziam questão de não te ver&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;De não enxergar que eu seria de você.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E agora eles começam a enxergar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O que antes faziam questão de ignorar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por não entender o que estava acontecendo,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sem perceber que nascia um sentimento.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Percebi tarde demais a realidade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que em você encontraria um amor de verdade.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deixei escapar de minhas mãos o amor da minha vida...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E agora nos braços de outra procuras companhia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perdi você...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E não sei o que farei para viver&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Com um sentimento que não tem mais jeito.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que tinha tudo para ser um amor perfeito.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Agora não te tenho mais.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ah se eu pudesse voltar atrás...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Faria tudo diferente,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deixaria o amor viver entre a gente.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não perderia você&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E não estaria aqui sozinha triste a sofrer...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903420556382260551-8445039164173794175?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/8445039164173794175/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/05/perdi-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/8445039164173794175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/8445039164173794175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/05/perdi-voce.html' title='Perdi Você'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EiKfvuXk61I/SVDA0wqfVnI/AAAAAAAAAj4/ZXgGU3SKJ6s/s72-c/sofrendo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-6524173810389000731</id><published>2010-05-24T00:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T00:27:42.136-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia Para o meu Amor...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Descobri Que Te Amo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.art.com/images/-/D-Ward/Children-Couple--C10099587.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 381px;" src="http://images.art.com/images/-/D-Ward/Children-Couple--C10099587.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hoje descobri o quanto te amo&lt;br /&gt;Que é por você que sempre chamo...&lt;br /&gt;Quando de noite a saudade vem me tocar.&lt;br /&gt;Do seu amor me fazendo lembrar&lt;br /&gt;Dizendo-me que você é o amor da minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Que é você que ilumina meus dias&lt;br /&gt;Sempre lembrando-me o quanto sou amada&lt;br /&gt;E que pelo seu coração sou desejada&lt;br /&gt;É seu todo esse amor que existe em mim&lt;br /&gt;É seu e não terá fim&lt;br /&gt;Pois neste momento escrevo sentimentos em poesia...&lt;br /&gt;Para que fique gravado por todos seus dias&lt;br /&gt;E que assim você não venha esquecer esse amor&lt;br /&gt;Que dentro de mim gravado ficou&lt;br /&gt;Para que quando olhares para mim&lt;br /&gt;Possas ver que o sentimento me deixou assim&lt;br /&gt;Totalmente apaixonada por você&lt;br /&gt;E sem condições de sem ti viver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amo...&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/5903420556382260551-6524173810389000731?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/6524173810389000731/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/05/descobri-que-te-amo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/6524173810389000731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/6524173810389000731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/05/descobri-que-te-amo.html' title='Descobri Que Te Amo'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-1912784962003938545</id><published>2010-05-18T00:09:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T02:24:12.831-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Borboletas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://projamora2008borboletas.pbworks.com/f/borboleta%20e%20flor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 282px;" src="http://projamora2008borboletas.pbworks.com/f/borboleta%20e%20flor.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em meu jardim há borboletas&lt;br /&gt;Tão belas a voar...&lt;br /&gt;Encantam meus olhos ao ver&lt;br /&gt;Que voam felizes sem parar...&lt;br /&gt;Umas aqui outras ali&lt;br /&gt;Deixando um rastro de leveza no ar.&lt;br /&gt;Pousando nos galhos secos&lt;br /&gt;Embelezando as flores&lt;br /&gt;De tão coloridas que são&lt;br /&gt;Inspirando vastos amores...&lt;br /&gt;Voam sem tocar o chão&lt;br /&gt;Sem ligar para quem está perto&lt;br /&gt;Só sabem ser felizes&lt;br /&gt;E encher as flores de afeto.&lt;br /&gt;Borboletas sempre tão lindas&lt;br /&gt;E me encanta sem saber&lt;br /&gt;Que enquanto voam eu as admiro&lt;br /&gt;Por essa alegria de viver...&lt;br /&gt;Voam por aí a fora&lt;br /&gt;Mas pro meu jardim sempre voltam&lt;br /&gt;E esperam o nascer da aurora&lt;br /&gt;Para novamente voar&lt;br /&gt;E espalhar sua leveza pelo meu ar.&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/5903420556382260551-1912784962003938545?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/1912784962003938545/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/05/borboletas.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/1912784962003938545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/1912784962003938545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/05/borboletas.html' title='Borboletas'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-4537439315060575879</id><published>2010-05-09T13:47:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T14:15:24.335-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Datas Comemorativas'/><title type='text'>Mãe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Pelo dia de hoje, dia das mamães. Escrevi essa poesia para homenagear essas mulheres que são muito corajosas rsrsrs. Em especial para minha mamãe Tânia e a mamãe do meu amor, dona Fabiana, se não fosse ela não teria encontrado o caminho para minha felicidade. Feliz dia das mães para todas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DwQk38ebk/Sf2EZPJiyOI/AAAAAAAAAZA/im5NmZPjFKA/s400/M%C3%A3e.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DwQk38ebk/Sf2EZPJiyOI/AAAAAAAAAZA/im5NmZPjFKA/s400/M%C3%A3e.bmp" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lembro-me das suas noites mal dormidas&lt;br /&gt;Das vezes que chorou baixinho por mim&lt;br /&gt;E dedicou à mim sua vida&lt;br /&gt;Oferecendo-me um amor sem fim.&lt;br /&gt;Tantas vezes pediu a Deus para me guardar&lt;br /&gt;Em oração sempre  começava a chorar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje mãe, eu cresci e vejo o que o tempo mudou&lt;br /&gt;Já não mais corre atrás de mim como antes,&lt;br /&gt;Mas ainda tens muito amor&lt;br /&gt;E o expressa a todo instante.&lt;br /&gt;Não sei mamãe, até onde a terei&lt;br /&gt;Quanto tempo ainda viverás&lt;br /&gt;Mas sei que por ti agora viverei&lt;br /&gt;E dentro de mim sempre estarás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mãe, agradeço por tudo&lt;br /&gt;Por sempre me amar,&lt;br /&gt;Pois me trouxeste ao mundo&lt;br /&gt;E sempre esteve a me confortar. Mamãe...&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/5903420556382260551-4537439315060575879?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/4537439315060575879/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/05/mae.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/4537439315060575879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/4537439315060575879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/05/mae.html' title='Mãe'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DwQk38ebk/Sf2EZPJiyOI/AAAAAAAAAZA/im5NmZPjFKA/s72-c/M%C3%A3e.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-6226257358520572340</id><published>2010-05-09T13:06:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T13:47:11.915-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Saudade Nua</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JvfHU9zw0ns/SI-yk4tgHTI/AAAAAAAABPU/fhr_y4oZPsg/s320/A%2BIMAGEM%2BDO%2BRAPAZ%2BSOZINHO%2BNA%2BRUA%2BESCURA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 326px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JvfHU9zw0ns/SI-yk4tgHTI/AAAAAAAABPU/fhr_y4oZPsg/s320/A%2BIMAGEM%2BDO%2BRAPAZ%2BSOZINHO%2BNA%2BRUA%2BESCURA.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eu ando sozinho pelas ruas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cabisbaixo sem &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;direção&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vestindo uma saudade nua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Que já não cabe mais no coração...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Olho em cada rosto feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Não vejo alegria para mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ninguém aqui é minha &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;diretriz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Deixando-me mais perto do fim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Andando por uma rua fria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sobre a luz do luar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Refletindo&lt;/span&gt; em mim melancolia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Infestando saudade no ar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Então olho para o céu e vejo estrelas tristes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Elas também &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;refletem&lt;/span&gt; a minha dor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dizem que o amor ainda existe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mas ainda não me encontrou.&lt;/span&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/5903420556382260551-6226257358520572340?l=apmacf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/feeds/6226257358520572340/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/05/saudade-nua.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/6226257358520572340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903420556382260551/posts/default/6226257358520572340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apmacf.blogspot.com/2010/05/saudade-nua.html' title='Saudade Nua'/><author><name>Ana Paula Marinho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14633244627659233649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e10A4o_lIZ0/TwT4DcTS_PI/AAAAAAAABRk/vwipAFhyPEo/s220/GEDC3496.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JvfHU9zw0ns/SI-yk4tgHTI/AAAAAAAABPU/fhr_y4oZPsg/s72-c/A%2BIMAGEM%2BDO%2BRAPAZ%2BSOZINHO%2BNA%2BRUA%2BESCURA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903420556382260551.post-4390256412003092808</id><published>2010-05-02T00:05:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T00:42:53.126-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafo....'/><title type='text'>Solidão Noturna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/_j0yi6lf41A/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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