tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86888528835977557222024-02-20T05:30:24.997+01:00SECRETOS DEL CORAZONMientras el amor le susurre a nuestros días, LOS SECRETOS DEL CORAZÓN serán la miel que nos una eternamente...
Porque este amor que nació entre secretos, crece y nos sigue alimentando el alma cual bella y dulce melodía..........Otoño ©Primaverahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07087374237181708622noreply@blogger.comBlogger514125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688852883597755722.post-681852595207430442012-07-10T16:12:00.000+02:002012-07-10T16:12:42.528+02:00No escuches la voz de los muros......<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaEuZGGwvqIJH38S6tx3849cncLPUVJIaI6spTa8Mk5dL8XOcJc53wzIetWgsS5rqga8TWM54E1TBRaApEtmuhB39Qwmd-0CUubMyC7VcaeGj3ANwDu95LH2ik-EoaIpKY8s62tnxwUps/s1600/muro.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img $ca="true" border="0" height="262" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaEuZGGwvqIJH38S6tx3849cncLPUVJIaI6spTa8Mk5dL8XOcJc53wzIetWgsS5rqga8TWM54E1TBRaApEtmuhB39Qwmd-0CUubMyC7VcaeGj3ANwDu95LH2ik-EoaIpKY8s62tnxwUps/s400/muro.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><br />
<span style="background-color: magenta; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><b><b></b></b></span> <div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"><em>En la vida te encontraras con muros que empañaran tus sueños, y hasta te gritaran que están lejos de tu alcance. No escuches la voz de los muros sino aprende a escuchar a tu corazón. Tal vez sea como escuchar al mismo silencio, pero ponte a practicar; escucha el silencio y veras que puede hablar.</em></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: large;"></span></em> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong></strong> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: red;">Desconozco el autor, si alguien lo sabe estare encantara de incluirlo porque es muy positiva...</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><br />
</span></div>Primaverahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07087374237181708622noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688852883597755722.post-1628043014632429772012-07-10T16:00:00.001+02:002012-07-10T16:01:33.494+02:00Despues de una larga jornada de trabajo....<div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCcMWWz1zVeDqBwxfGIn542G66Rd4MKKH4idD6bFug0ktwKVonyH9JeAouGbplXNs-n2RPpWKBEkDYBlaa7ynIQ4IDY-MqFIrPsgOyVzU3uZSuNy-M5rgfh3zkW3Gle6hN2CtULBRuwO4/s1600/mi+moto+y+yo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img $ca="true" border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCcMWWz1zVeDqBwxfGIn542G66Rd4MKKH4idD6bFug0ktwKVonyH9JeAouGbplXNs-n2RPpWKBEkDYBlaa7ynIQ4IDY-MqFIrPsgOyVzU3uZSuNy-M5rgfh3zkW3Gle6hN2CtULBRuwO4/s320/mi+moto+y+yo.jpg" width="268" /></a></div><strong><span style="color: blue; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>Voy llegando a casa después de una larga jornada de trabajo, puedo ir bordeando el mar, contemplando un amanecer, puedo sentir a pesar de la lejanía el aroma de tu piel como se va acercando a mi,....T</em></span><span style="color: blue; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>iembla mi alma gemela, la alegría, se viste Primavera el corazón..</em></span></strong><br />
<span style="color: blue; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>Cierro los ojos y estoy tan feliz de ir al encuentro de la persona que me colma de amor, del que me aporta todo lo que me hace falta , me siento tan feliz de que Dios me haya puesto en tu camino y me este ayudando tanto, solo tengo palabras de agradecimiento....</strong></em></span></div><div><span style="color: blue; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>La vida me esta enseñando de que todo lo malo se puede salir siempre y cuando tengas alguien que con su fuerza, su amor incondicional te ayuda a superar todo los baches, tengo alguien para desahogarme, para sentirme fortaliza ante lo que cada día me hace sentirme desfallecer....Se que no tendré tiempo de quitarme el casco, apenas solo quitar la llave de la moto y respirar para que pueda ponerme del trayecto y lanzarme como una loca a devorar esos labios, el roce de tus brazos y esa voz que me hace sentirme en una paraíso....No dudo que seré un pájaro ligero que me levantaras al vuelo para unidos volar por los confines de este mundo nuestro donde cada día después de nuestra jornada de trabajo no sumergimos para recibir todas las energías que necesitamos para el día siguiente.... </strong></em></span><br />
<span style="color: blue; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>Gracias, gracias porque sin ti este mundo tan complicados que tengo no seria el mismo y sentirme la mujer que por fin encontré alguien que SI me ama con el alma y el corazón,....se que me levantaras al vuelo..y todo cambirara de color....</strong></em></span><br />
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</div>Primaverahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07087374237181708622noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688852883597755722.post-60901400868635820452012-07-07T14:40:00.003+02:002012-07-07T14:53:34.600+02:00Llegare a tu puerto.....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3v5cEZ6X4pcQhHeH7NO6fVZ644u3HXQhTiaSB0tlbw7gKJ7uLg0lWaf-ttK30SamfGharh-Z0aSft1HJaphmXF3wDjeWPE21lp1OlDZf5qaKVWSM-0mb25OYkhxgTx3Hx4ZkdsFpRPhM/s1600/viendo+desde+el+velero+un+amanecer.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="271" qba="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3v5cEZ6X4pcQhHeH7NO6fVZ644u3HXQhTiaSB0tlbw7gKJ7uLg0lWaf-ttK30SamfGharh-Z0aSft1HJaphmXF3wDjeWPE21lp1OlDZf5qaKVWSM-0mb25OYkhxgTx3Hx4ZkdsFpRPhM/s400/viendo+desde+el+velero+un+amanecer.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>Llegare con mi velero</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>para anclarlo a tu puerto</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>se que me estaras esperando...</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>comprenderemos que por fin ya no es un sueño, </em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>abrazarme a todos tus dias...</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>despetarnos a fuerza de tantos besos</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> y demostraciones de amor....</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>que tanto añoramos, no cansarnos de darnos cariños </em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>y mismo todo el tiempo...</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>fundir nuestros corazones </em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>y anclar mi velero, toda mi vida al puerto del amor</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>para el resto de nuestras vidas.....</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><strong><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>derechos reservados </strong><span style="color: black;">©</span></em></span></span></span></span></span></strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br />
</em></div>Primaverahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07087374237181708622noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688852883597755722.post-22110767246393593052012-06-17T15:32:00.001+02:002012-06-17T15:33:48.841+02:00Volviendo a la vida....<div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyPk2rz3mtT7AheCgFjJzxt37BDj7Xl4hU6hM0oLzb-hcCzTbH-L_bHUTjPQe0k4yApFon5Kjf0mUn43xTofQad2ZSgnQUoGfWX6mjDUpgrzcpIqyNY5e3ocgyODqT_Dt1gRfoSGru_gk/s1600/lloviendo.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" pca="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyPk2rz3mtT7AheCgFjJzxt37BDj7Xl4hU6hM0oLzb-hcCzTbH-L_bHUTjPQe0k4yApFon5Kjf0mUn43xTofQad2ZSgnQUoGfWX6mjDUpgrzcpIqyNY5e3ocgyODqT_Dt1gRfoSGru_gk/s400/lloviendo.bmp" width="300" /></a></div></div><div><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">No dejo filtrar las gotitas de lluvia, para que la razón se ahogue y huya dejando a los sentimientos que vuelvan a la vida y pasear por mi vida como antes....</span></div><div><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Me gusta pisar charcos con los pies descalzos mientras la lluvia cae sobre mi...filtando una a una todas las gotitas hasta llegar a mis fibras interiores, hay una lucha con su llegada dentro de mi corazon, llegan para ayudar pero la razon es dueña absoluta de todo mi ser, no deja que mis sentimientos tenga de nuevo voz...... Las gotitas desean ahogarla para que los sentimientos vuelvan a florecer y que puedan pasea por mi </span><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">vida como antes.....donde el corazon escucha de nuevo una melodia de amor.....</span><br />
<strong><em><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><em><span style="font-family: Times;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"><strong>derechos reservados </strong><span style="color: black;">©</span></span></span></em></span></span></span></em></strong></div></div>Primaverahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07087374237181708622noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688852883597755722.post-53134566754103386932012-06-14T22:36:00.001+02:002012-06-14T22:36:59.825+02:00El mar es solo nuestro....<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix-UZ8LzvBJ9QGaMPgZLv-u2P45IfUR_j6rS02f6c5PSjIrxdJs_5Scm-U_arln4uaQ-58QA7W-j1HC0BfvQpxF9-_aSMBR-FVm0tdhvv5dHRmLJr1sZkCkjDIzf1BnOO_a0iCG2kKew0/s1600/abrazos+al+amor.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="223" pca="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix-UZ8LzvBJ9QGaMPgZLv-u2P45IfUR_j6rS02f6c5PSjIrxdJs_5Scm-U_arln4uaQ-58QA7W-j1HC0BfvQpxF9-_aSMBR-FVm0tdhvv5dHRmLJr1sZkCkjDIzf1BnOO_a0iCG2kKew0/s400/abrazos+al+amor.bmp" width="400" /></a></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;"> <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>En un lugar del mediterraneo,</em></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>el mar empieza a tomar el calor de la gente </em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>que aprovecha los fines de semana</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>para disfrutar de unos días de playa...<br />
En nuestra isla, el mar es sólo nuestro...<br />
A orillas del mar, </em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>donde la playa es un murmullo de gaviotas</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>en la quietud de las arenas,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>las palabras recorren un universo, </em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>el universo de un amor que no sabe detenerse, </em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>vuela a ti en todo momento, </em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>se deslizan los sueños para abrazarte</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>y sentirme por siempre pegada a ti,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em> a tu amor, a tus días,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>a nuestros días felices....</em></span><br />
<strong><em><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><em><span style="font-family: Times;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"><strong>derechos reservados </strong><span style="color: black;">©</span></span></span></em></span></span></span></em></strong></div>Primaverahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07087374237181708622noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688852883597755722.post-7306692992213522652012-06-13T16:49:00.000+02:002012-06-13T16:49:37.142+02:00Esta noche me duele amarte....<div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4RhA9hjU_nuYBLM8nyarAUgTuUw2oKa8sXwjb2gUv8reVuJ9qdu3vWz1VwXhrjIxwNANyoEpzvEvi_wkXF75R_YZ-UhbvniEMYoncbrGVtzMW4OUoeckLTPzxMSsUU5DOqV8bitvcLd8/s1600/193528_51057_big.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="250" pca="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4RhA9hjU_nuYBLM8nyarAUgTuUw2oKa8sXwjb2gUv8reVuJ9qdu3vWz1VwXhrjIxwNANyoEpzvEvi_wkXF75R_YZ-UhbvniEMYoncbrGVtzMW4OUoeckLTPzxMSsUU5DOqV8bitvcLd8/s400/193528_51057_big.gif" width="400" /></a></div><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>Esta noche siento el alma desnuda</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>con un puñal clavado en el corazon</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>recuerdos momentos que me saben amargos</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>siento caer una fina lluvia sobre mi cuerpo</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>fria como el frio que llevo dentro</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>esta noche me duele el amor</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>abro los brazos rompiendos secretos</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>guardados con tanto sentimiento</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>para que el viento se los lleve lejos</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>busco con desespero el aroma del jazmin</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>impregnado todo mi interior,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>para que sea mas liviano mi dolor.</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>Esta noche me duele amarte.....</em></span><br />
<strong><em><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><em><span style="font-family: Times;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"><strong>derechos reservados </strong><span style="color: black;">©</span></span></span></em></span></span></span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div>Primaverahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07087374237181708622noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688852883597755722.post-90354061850941693282012-06-11T23:16:00.001+02:002012-06-11T23:20:04.937+02:00Locura....<div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCX55imdRKF351LqpArRfJWC7xjdV9s4mdwuzPk0ncirtMmy6Q5kC-UWyT9shBqeGkSBp7aTLTSgaiFjPGzxmAUhoz-FY4a_PRtSd5wo_HGWvbyq7nMeGVLU7rC8tTymaMIdAB0pv2hKA/s1600/jazmin+belleza.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" fba="true" height="257" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCX55imdRKF351LqpArRfJWC7xjdV9s4mdwuzPk0ncirtMmy6Q5kC-UWyT9shBqeGkSBp7aTLTSgaiFjPGzxmAUhoz-FY4a_PRtSd5wo_HGWvbyq7nMeGVLU7rC8tTymaMIdAB0pv2hKA/s400/jazmin+belleza.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><br />
<em><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Aromas a <strong>jazmin</strong></span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: lime; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;">fragancia en tus <strong>besos</strong></span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: blue; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"><strong>locura de amor</strong></span></em><br />
<strong><em><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><em><span style="font-family: Times;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"><strong>derechos reservados </strong><span style="color: black;">©</span></span></span></em></span></span></span></em></strong></div>Primaverahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07087374237181708622noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688852883597755722.post-38726715239397660062012-06-11T09:06:00.000+02:002012-06-11T09:06:26.841+02:00Guiada por la estrella....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfsdk5LZ-8zS56rXH7bGwvRY7yUVS2lMrQ9pvVnzU7h9FIWF12ZPiUVd3qqkrqcwb8NGcy6AOTbz0bhlt2jTMWzdbxWPMam2SRg2p48b5cytf58Zy7KWWw6A18ONedV9Psk1261Vx1Fyo/s1600/estrella+sirius.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="245" rba="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfsdk5LZ-8zS56rXH7bGwvRY7yUVS2lMrQ9pvVnzU7h9FIWF12ZPiUVd3qqkrqcwb8NGcy6AOTbz0bhlt2jTMWzdbxWPMam2SRg2p48b5cytf58Zy7KWWw6A18ONedV9Psk1261Vx1Fyo/s400/estrella+sirius.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Esta noche es muy silenciosa </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"> caminas lenta de puntillas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">guiada por la estrella màs hermosa,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">aquella que más brilla,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">regalando con tu esencia distinguida,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">paso a paso, onda a onda,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">esperanza, alegría y bella melodía...</span></em><br />
<strong><em><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><em><span style="font-family: Times;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"><strong>derechos reservados </strong><span style="color: black;">©</span></span></span></em></span></span></span></em></strong></div>Primaverahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07087374237181708622noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688852883597755722.post-34494833805019916352012-06-10T13:17:00.001+02:002012-06-10T13:19:08.101+02:00Nuestra Eurocopa 2012, privada y particular.....<div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDCPAEJtoxiuOrC1-nHHT_T9ZQE9jAtTbUmKCZq67nBZ8Q8wRKxnPbVII_PAh60qF1cDC5Xc3O7hdJC3MM6p0VCfAxmVaev_uvWXfT90YDHu1cu0EtLnmGPvlKri2b8m20Lk4f5e0j-24/s1600/goleada.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" fba="true" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDCPAEJtoxiuOrC1-nHHT_T9ZQE9jAtTbUmKCZq67nBZ8Q8wRKxnPbVII_PAh60qF1cDC5Xc3O7hdJC3MM6p0VCfAxmVaev_uvWXfT90YDHu1cu0EtLnmGPvlKri2b8m20Lk4f5e0j-24/s400/goleada.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><br />
<strong><em><span style="color: #999999; font-size: large;">Quisiera contigo...<br />
<br />
Intercambiar banderines<br />
por abrazos apasionados<br />
que preanuncien un partido caliente...<br />
Tomarte de la camiseta<br />
arriesgando tarjetas amarillas<br />
para que estés por siempre a mi lado...<br />
Hacerte respiración<br />
boca a boca para que aguantes<br />
todo el partido sin despeinarte...<br />
Hacerte masajes en las piernas<br />
para que no te agarren calambres,<br />
y en todo tu cuerpo,<br />
por si vamos a un alargue...<br />
Marcarte cuerpo a cuerpo<br />
para que estés pegada a mis sueños<br />
en un partido lleno de goles....<br />
Dejarte toda la noche en outside<br />
para quedarnos mano a mano<br />
y ver como defines con tus apasionados besos...<br />
Hacerte una jugada inolvidable<br />
a puro regates y gambetas<br />
para hacerte el golazo de mi vida...<br />
Quisiera contigo...<br />
Jugar el mejor mundial de mi vida<br />
y levantar la soñada copa</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #999999; font-size: large;">como lo hara la seleccion española</span></em></strong><br />
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<strong><em><span style="color: #999999; font-size: large;">Otoño</span></em></strong><br />
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</div>Primaverahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07087374237181708622noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688852883597755722.post-70643127684764586542012-06-09T16:20:00.006+02:002012-06-09T16:45:20.775+02:00No hay 2 sin 3...........Primavera apoyando a La Roja...¡¡¡ Gooool de España!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMGhifYfMZtabe3xrOIMlwGIF-ISnwGhzDujwSGPh-_5X2-mlRG2OjYZWES0gmPJARWkhNCXXpTScqdu2jijoyUNmY_-oppjb5Iiu_tZTq-3oOK_jqrPhSQ0sCeYV0lsR0leIWHlW5NXg/s1600/rubia+seleccion.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" fba="true" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMGhifYfMZtabe3xrOIMlwGIF-ISnwGhzDujwSGPh-_5X2-mlRG2OjYZWES0gmPJARWkhNCXXpTScqdu2jijoyUNmY_-oppjb5Iiu_tZTq-3oOK_jqrPhSQ0sCeYV0lsR0leIWHlW5NXg/s400/rubia+seleccion.bmp" width="330" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>Quiero disfrutar contigo </em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: yellow; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>de Eurocopa 2012</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>gritaremos y apoyaremos </em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: yellow; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>a nuestra seleccion española</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>para que juntos a ellos </em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: yellow; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>levantar de nuevo </em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>la soñada copa</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: yellow; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>porque.....</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em> NO HAY DOS SIN TRES...</em></strong></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/KGwUws7ysfw?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Primaverahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07087374237181708622noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688852883597755722.post-13890302446791896442012-06-09T05:46:00.002+02:002012-06-09T05:49:52.197+02:00Dulces sueños.....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRNw0Qrdwlz8HId0WVAfoEumI_KLmhXN87x-7KHrQPnjJ8o5za676fFa9xHQXrOWah8PA1jWyb-v2_PMP30zSD1FJKEqXjpJRqLp7Y5TZu2h3pAbDE6PEYqWKLrEs5uTCyKCAfDhuXsfY/s1600/alma+gemela.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" fba="true" height="262" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRNw0Qrdwlz8HId0WVAfoEumI_KLmhXN87x-7KHrQPnjJ8o5za676fFa9xHQXrOWah8PA1jWyb-v2_PMP30zSD1FJKEqXjpJRqLp7Y5TZu2h3pAbDE6PEYqWKLrEs5uTCyKCAfDhuXsfY/s400/alma+gemela.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><div class="fr"><em><span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">¿Te vás a acostar?</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"> Que tengas dulces sueños, <strong>pero que sueñes conmigo,</strong> mañana me dices;</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"> C<strong>omo me veo con álas</strong></span></em></div><div class="fr"><br />
</div><span class="aut" style="color: magenta;"><a class="autor" href="http://www.literato.es/autor/amaury_rodriguez/">Amaury Rodríguez</a></span>Primaverahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07087374237181708622noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688852883597755722.post-20534027517100712452012-06-07T14:32:00.001+02:002012-06-07T14:42:38.785+02:00Aromas que forman parte de su vida...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2CUBaQlwFXBj2W3NaAMWadvmoYBpSXLoLgBO2O7CB60LrGu6Z47FxDUs2OPVC1DPqJ35CPtOHZNqmcRE4mnP-6kko4KoFBovV_yXmqlxRmbzFHhZMYT2njVGZr5IHq2SsGVVkWQhZUE8/s1600/mejor+compa%C3%B1ero.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" fba="true" height="250" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2CUBaQlwFXBj2W3NaAMWadvmoYBpSXLoLgBO2O7CB60LrGu6Z47FxDUs2OPVC1DPqJ35CPtOHZNqmcRE4mnP-6kko4KoFBovV_yXmqlxRmbzFHhZMYT2njVGZr5IHq2SsGVVkWQhZUE8/s400/mejor+compa%C3%B1ero.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>Acompañada de su fiel compañero sentada frente al mar, su mirada se pierde mas allá del horizonte, una linea divisora donde el mar y el cielo se besan. Busca recuerdos que se filtraron en el alma, aquellos que siempre le gusta traer de nuevo porque forma parte de su vida, de su propia felicidad...</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>Una sonrisa la envuelve cuando le llega el aroma de los canelones de la abuela, se le hace la boca </em></span><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>agua, pensando que delicia para el paladar llevarse aquellos bombones de Austria, un manjar de dioses, el perfume de azahar que usaba su madre, al sabor dulce de su primer beso mezclado con aroma de un buen vino que saboreo en su primera cita, a dos cuerpos que se buscan, a penas, lágrimas, alegrías, aromas </em></span><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>a mar, al primer café de la mañana, a jazmín...</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>Es un tiempo de refrexion para encontrar el equilibrio a través de los recuerdos y añoranzas que se guardan dentro de ella, viven diariamente sumergida en su vida cotidiana pero los aromas que cubren su vida forman parte de su propia esencia...es el perfume de todo su ser...</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><em><span style="font-family: Times;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"><strong>derechos reservados </strong><span style="color: black;">©</span></span></span></em></span></span></span></em></strong></div>Primaverahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07087374237181708622noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688852883597755722.post-52439019565855338402012-06-05T16:37:00.000+02:002012-06-05T16:37:13.291+02:00En cada petalo.....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7d-tpecFebNOYo9rm2kIpgcQU8of4CqSXHXRQGjm8nUmRt0gSTHRLK2Q005ecD9WHF-1oz6rFqc9nL4bDAnk_SZSwXfXzXvs4cuDvlnj6yM8K0gt4kNjAFJVRTOVRA-6aMT8mfb23t3Q/s1600/jazmines.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" fba="true" height="270" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7d-tpecFebNOYo9rm2kIpgcQU8of4CqSXHXRQGjm8nUmRt0gSTHRLK2Q005ecD9WHF-1oz6rFqc9nL4bDAnk_SZSwXfXzXvs4cuDvlnj6yM8K0gt4kNjAFJVRTOVRA-6aMT8mfb23t3Q/s400/jazmines.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>En cada petalo de jazmin </em></span><br />
<span style="color: magenta; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>grabare un " <strong>Te Amo</strong>"</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>embriagador perfume que te hara soñar</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>con un mundo para dos...</em></span><br />
<strong><em><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><em><span style="font-family: Times;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"><strong>derechos reservados </strong><span style="color: black;">©</span></span></span></em></span></span></span></em></strong></div>Primaverahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07087374237181708622noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688852883597755722.post-75418735008163569992012-06-03T15:00:00.000+02:002012-06-03T15:00:05.647+02:00Siempre hay un porque?<div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">Siempre hay un porque?</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">Porque siempre voy de tu mano, </span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">con tus besos, con tu amor sin igual....</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">Porque me haces saborear</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">los más dulces y deliciosos momentos</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">impregnados con aromas de jazmín,</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">con el sabor inigualable y mágico</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">de nuestros momentos compartidos.</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">Porque iluminas mis días y mis noches, </span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">porque arropas mis sueños y momentos,</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">porque me haces sentir única, </span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">afortunada, viva, enamorada, feliz....</span></strong></em><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Confirmas cada señal<br />
ya no dudo estoy seguro, que eres tú mi otra parte<br />
no es casual ni mucho menos<br />
que tengamos tantas cosas en común<br />
Es tu vida con mi vida, un complemento tan perfecto<br />
Que ahora todo lo comprendo, te esperaba hace tiempo<br />
Guardándote mi amor, guardando este amor<br />
Porque me puedes de punta a punta<br />
Porque desnudas todo mi ser<br />
Y es que contigo todo es inmenso<br />
Y mi esperanza vuelve a nacer<br />
Porque me puedes y a mí me gusta<br />
Porque superas lo que soñé<br />
Estar contigo es un privilegio<br />
Hoy por ti vuelvo a nacer</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><br />
<em><span style="color: magenta;"></span></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Fuente letra;</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.musica.com/">musica.com</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div>Primaverahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07087374237181708622noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688852883597755722.post-5500156717453412772012-05-29T14:47:00.000+02:002012-05-29T14:47:15.709+02:00Silenciosa noche...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsd3Nh4-cvU0C2aZse1oE-mi9gBnjbCybv2cvX4m9BlLhyZhPxZyUfipuIDCUqJIsvieW87-Bmx5-Ccm6SHwcWCPCZusvvSJlBWfOA_VD08iAIxI5_COepR3JqsBBnRuFPxWsgRRuyywU/s1600/noche+esstira.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" qba="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsd3Nh4-cvU0C2aZse1oE-mi9gBnjbCybv2cvX4m9BlLhyZhPxZyUfipuIDCUqJIsvieW87-Bmx5-Ccm6SHwcWCPCZusvvSJlBWfOA_VD08iAIxI5_COepR3JqsBBnRuFPxWsgRRuyywU/s400/noche+esstira.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Silenciosa noche</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">que abrazas la belleza</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">y suave me susurras mil poemas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">entre lenguajes mudos, </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">inconfundibles en tu magia </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">y en la brisa que acaricias...</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><em><span style="font-family: Times;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"><strong>derechos reservados </strong><span style="color: black;">©</span></span></span></em></span></span></span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Primaverahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07087374237181708622noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688852883597755722.post-12573154759470287332012-05-28T00:18:00.000+02:002012-05-28T00:18:54.467+02:00Hoy es Primavera en el arbol...<div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><em><strong>Hoy es Primavera en el árbol,</strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><em><strong>en las ramas, el tronco, en el color</strong></em></span><br />
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<div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em><strong>Sarah Brightman</strong>... </em></span></div><div></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>Cuando me siento sola</em></span></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>sueño con el horizonte</em></span></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>y me quedo sin palabras</em></span></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>Si, lo se que no hay luz</em></span></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>en mi habitacion</em></span></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>cuando el sol se va</em></span></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>si no estas aqui conmigo, conmigo</em></span></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>dentro de las ventanas</em></span></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>Muestro a todos mi corazon</em></span></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>Al cual tienes acceso</em></span></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>Se acerca, dentro de mi</em></span></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>la luz que que has encontrado</em></span></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>por el camino</em></span></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>Hora de decir Adios</em></span></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>los paises que nunca he visto</em></span></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>ni compartido contigo</em></span></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>ahora si los vivire</em></span></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>Contigo partire..</em></span></div><div></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em><strong>Andrea Bocelli</strong></em></span></div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>Cuanto te siento lejana</em></span><br />
<div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>sueño hacia con horizonte</em></span></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>y me quedo sin palabras</em></span></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>si, yo lo se</em></span></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>que estas aqui conmigo, conmigo</em></span></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>Tu mi luna, estas aqui conmigo</em></span></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>mi sol, estas aqui conmigo</em></span></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>conmigo, conmigo</em></span></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>Hora de decir adios</em></span></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>los paises que nunca he visto</em></span></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>ni compartido contigo</em></span></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>Contigo partire</em></span></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>en las naves por los mares</em></span></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>los cuales, yo se</em></span></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>que ya, no, no existen,</em></span></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>Ahora si, </em></span></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>contigo los reviviremos</em></span></div><div><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>contigo partire....</em></span><br />
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</div>Primaverahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07087374237181708622noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688852883597755722.post-51199111520652412732012-05-23T10:34:00.001+02:002012-05-23T11:28:37.825+02:00Esencia perfumada en el corazon...<div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixfR4MxGVNFlosLj2cCzpKYvs6cyllhx6FJWh0W4n0y08AtyxidaDo9REJMvSxXomViacYiK9U46yonLeGQXoCUhbuX3OpOn2WPh6ze6JHpVwQOMSkuKqwN42_hkJh7PkStUzwVflVRho/s1600/jazmin+belleza.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="257" qba="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixfR4MxGVNFlosLj2cCzpKYvs6cyllhx6FJWh0W4n0y08AtyxidaDo9REJMvSxXomViacYiK9U46yonLeGQXoCUhbuX3OpOn2WPh6ze6JHpVwQOMSkuKqwN42_hkJh7PkStUzwVflVRho/s400/jazmin+belleza.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>Entre aromas de jazmin convivo</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>su esencia vuelve una y otra vez a brotar</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>en mi alma voladora...</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>lleva su perfume bien lejos</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>destino señalado por mi corazon...</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>donde hay una persona que espera</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>su esencia para guardarla en el corazon...</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Arial;"><strong><em><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><em><span style="font-family: Times;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"><strong>derechos reservados </strong><span style="color: black;">©</span></span></span></em></span></span></span></em></strong></span></em></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_EaSVIp-_V9C_42v0G2To-rKlZ6RbFKOM8dlV5gtovET_LN-S65aHULn1-22fnTtE9PbwRG5wIVOPzcgdaUY1mkIKvHT2Z5dg2oF4EgmPNlEsALckaPJ1Jw7jfPi8HX0XlgYjbzihY_8/s1600/'''''.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" oda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_EaSVIp-_V9C_42v0G2To-rKlZ6RbFKOM8dlV5gtovET_LN-S65aHULn1-22fnTtE9PbwRG5wIVOPzcgdaUY1mkIKvHT2Z5dg2oF4EgmPNlEsALckaPJ1Jw7jfPi8HX0XlgYjbzihY_8/s640/'''''.bmp" width="345" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>Tiendo un puente</em></span><br />
<em><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia;">con mis pensamientos</span></em><br />
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>Unas manos suaves</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>acarician tus cabellos,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"></div><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>cada caricia es la magia</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>que une los tiempos,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>acaso es en sueño,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>nuestro tiempo mejor?...</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>Tú dormido,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>yo despierta,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>dulce destino a favor,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>tu corazón me entrega</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>tu llave maestra,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>abro las puertas</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>para entrar en tus sueños...</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>y vivir sueños de amor...</em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>Te invito a vivir de nuevo...</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong> este sueño conmigo,</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>que sientas mi piel contra la tuya</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>baila de nuevo conmigo a la luz</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>de esta hermosa luna</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>dejate llevar por la corriente de los sentimientos</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>escucha de nuevo la hermosa melodía que tienen</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>nuestros corazones</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>vuelve a invadir mis sueños, </strong></em></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>en este nuevo dia tuyo que deseo </strong></em></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>seguir estando contigo, </strong></em></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>sintiendo que en sueños como despierta</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>tu eres el motivo y mi razon </strong></em></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>para soñar con esta historia de amor...</strong></em></span><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: "Georgia", "serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: ES;"><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><em>La cara es el espejo del alma,</em></span></span></b></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Georgia", "serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: ES;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><em> y los ojos confiesan en silencio</em></span></span></b></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Georgia", "serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: ES;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em> los secretos del corazón.</em></strong></span></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Georgia", "serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: ES;"><span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><em> (San Jerónimo)</em></span></span></b></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Georgia", "serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: ES;"><span style="color: blue;">FELIZ COMIENZO DE SEMANA!!!</span></span></b></div>Primaverahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07087374237181708622noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688852883597755722.post-41455119459585729142012-05-18T06:26:00.004+02:002012-05-19T21:51:11.540+02:00Sin palabras....<div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirddJn_qnBGWbeB8z63UV5H3r6HrSI4w6JS1Q65dEiB1kfY413AQtNWzF7SMVl6HSZGjXQi24zaA_1t-Z71gTUecam6bA8EBMSOYwVT-Q0j3ConScbogxxlkNvXYquvcvMYGkFWoDc4S0/s1600/besos+distintos.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="295" mea="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirddJn_qnBGWbeB8z63UV5H3r6HrSI4w6JS1Q65dEiB1kfY413AQtNWzF7SMVl6HSZGjXQi24zaA_1t-Z71gTUecam6bA8EBMSOYwVT-Q0j3ConScbogxxlkNvXYquvcvMYGkFWoDc4S0/s400/besos+distintos.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><br />
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<em><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: magenta;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Sin palabras<br />
con un <strong>beso apasionado</strong></span></span></span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">nace bella poesia..</span></em><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Si tengo que morir</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">querre que estes hay</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">se que tanto amor</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">me ayudara descender al mas alla</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">entonces dire Adios, </span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">sin miedo y sin dolor</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">en la soledad</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">de vivir en los años de felicidad..</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Para cruzar el lumbral</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">no deseo nada mas</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">acariciado por tu voz</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">morir al lado de mi amor</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">me dormire, mirandote.</span></em></strong><br />
<strong><em><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Times;"></span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">El tiempo que paso</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">jamas nos separo</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">el nos unira en un rincon profundo de</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">la eternidad</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">a la hora del final </span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">solo quiero tu mirar </span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">con tu perfume alrededor</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">morir al lado de mi Amor</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">me dormire mirandote</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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