tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849745051448277132011-07-30T18:48:51.882+01:00ذهبت امرأة لا شيء يمنعنا حتى نجعل احلامنا تتحققLooks4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06966646984694312402noreply@blogger.comBlogger251100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584974505144827713.post-26512192276498728462009-06-26T15:55:00.006+01:002009-06-26T16:22:03.711+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/SkTmg2kCHSI/AAAAAAAAAJk/gX71_mXHR8Q/s1600-h/OIlhar+atrevido.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351655709299842338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/SkTmg2kCHSI/AAAAAAAAAJk/gX71_mXHR8Q/s400/OIlhar+atrevido.jpg" /></a><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Olho nos teus olhos... </span></strong><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">vejo um mundo sem fim... </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">olhar atrevido...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">com o horizonte cor de mim... </span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584974505144827713-2651219227649872846?l=looks4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Looks4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06966646984694312402noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584974505144827713.post-73928766913316097702009-06-23T13:59:00.006+01:002009-06-23T19:08:37.489+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/SkEZyKIjNhI/AAAAAAAAAJc/eV5-WGRekTw/s1600-h/abra%C3%A7o+beijo.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 359px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350586181797230098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/SkEZyKIjNhI/AAAAAAAAAJc/eV5-WGRekTw/s400/abra%C3%A7o+beijo.jpg" /></a> <strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Grito o teu nome...</span> </strong><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>à lua que é tua...</strong></span><br /></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;">quando vagueias pela rua...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">e foges das profecias...</span></strong><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>que agudizam o amor...</strong></span><br /></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">deixas-me com fome...</span> </strong><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>de pecar no calor...</strong></span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>de um beijo...</strong></span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>beber desse mel...</strong></span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>como o colibri se embriaga das flores...</strong></span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>E no teu colo...</strong></span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>rabisco este recanto...</strong></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:Arial;"><strong>sem pranto... vou descobrindo mais... e mais encanto!</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584974505144827713-7392876691331609770?l=looks4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Looks4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06966646984694312402noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584974505144827713.post-47903345947381953852009-06-22T17:08:00.002+01:002009-06-22T17:11:51.120+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/Sj-sgMIyqLI/AAAAAAAAAJU/EBEhrV2xH4A/s1600-h/fechadura.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350184551353329842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/Sj-sgMIyqLI/AAAAAAAAAJU/EBEhrV2xH4A/s400/fechadura.jpg" /></a><strong><span style="font-family:arial;"> Abro sem medo...</span></strong><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584974505144827713-4790334594738195385?l=looks4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Looks4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06966646984694312402noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584974505144827713.post-59258373411906041852009-06-19T14:12:00.005+01:002009-06-19T14:53:00.174+01:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/SjuX_NRounI/AAAAAAAAAJM/4Vm6hn3_sAs/s1600-h/hot+moment.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349036094583782002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/SjuX_NRounI/AAAAAAAAAJM/4Vm6hn3_sAs/s400/hot+moment.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Trago no peito esta saudade que <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">enlouquece</span>...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">o desejo de estar contigo...</span></strong> </div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">sentir o teu ombro amigo...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">O perigo dos teus beijos...</span></strong> </div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">ultrapassa os anseios...</span></strong> </div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">na imortalidade das palavras...</span></strong> </div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">que gravo nestas escadas...</span></strong> </div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">ao lado dos murais dos poetas...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">que sinto... pressinto...</span></strong> </div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">no palpitar do coração mundano...</span></strong><br /></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">corre-me nas veias a loucura do deserto...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">por certo, não haverá outra relíquia n</span></strong><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">a estima de outrora...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Vejo-me agora sem sentido...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">não consigo conjugar as palavras...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">com lógico propósito...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Resta-me dizer somente... que és tu...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">sim és tu...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">que trago cá dentro... e escreve este sentimento.</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584974505144827713-5925837341190604185?l=looks4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Looks4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06966646984694312402noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584974505144827713.post-69374320551282638022009-06-17T10:29:00.003+01:002009-06-17T10:36:54.985+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/Sji3wWJj4JI/AAAAAAAAAJE/YSHyI4d_5Pc/s1600-h/Love+in+beach.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348226598709747858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/Sji3wWJj4JI/AAAAAAAAAJE/YSHyI4d_5Pc/s400/Love+in+beach.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Na areia toco as dunas deste amor.... </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">que quero sentir na avalanche dos teus sonhos... </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">escuto no silêncio das rochas...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">o tilintar das estrelas... </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Mergulho dentro de ti ao som da orquestra das ondas... </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">querem chegar a nós... </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">levar</span>-nos na espuma... </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">contar um segredo... </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">sussurrar</span> o teu nome aos ventos do norte para que leve para os teus trópicos... </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">o calor deste sentimento. </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Envergonhada pela ousadia, a lua esconde-se atrás da <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">neblina</span>... </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">e... nós caímos na paixão.</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584974505144827713-6937432055128263802?l=looks4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Looks4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06966646984694312402noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584974505144827713.post-70537032375268340892009-06-16T10:35:00.004+01:002009-06-16T10:40:41.755+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/SjdnXNFE7OI/AAAAAAAAAI8/K9KnLFjHDUc/s1600-h/Chaise+longue.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347856730871360738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/SjdnXNFE7OI/AAAAAAAAAI8/K9KnLFjHDUc/s400/Chaise+longue.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">...uma "chaise longue" à tua espera.<br /></span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584974505144827713-7053703237526834089?l=looks4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Looks4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06966646984694312402noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584974505144827713.post-26722967775459327472009-06-15T12:29:00.005+01:002009-06-15T12:32:24.804+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/SjYwrJmDeJI/AAAAAAAAAIU/s9Nl9N0WfXk/s1600-h/Debaixo+de+%C3%A1gua.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347515125417080978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/SjYwrJmDeJI/AAAAAAAAAIU/s9Nl9N0WfXk/s400/Debaixo+de+%C3%A1gua.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Transparente como a água...<br />Segue-me... afoga-te em mim...<br />como eu mergulho em ti...<br />neste límpido sentimento...<br />em ousados momentos...<br />somos iguais...<br />ao sorriso de um beijo...<br />no toque de um olhar...<br />espelhamos o reflexo...<br />do brilho do sol...<br />após a chuva passar...</span></strong> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584974505144827713-2672296777545932747?l=looks4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Looks4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06966646984694312402noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584974505144827713.post-48446590806030415322009-06-14T04:12:00.004+01:002009-06-14T04:26:35.478+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/SjRtmqaHhlI/AAAAAAAAAIE/YCXGELrdedU/s1600-h/Deitada.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347019168581912146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/SjRtmqaHhlI/AAAAAAAAAIE/YCXGELrdedU/s400/Deitada.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Deitado no chão de madeira... sinto a ausência... desta noite... longe de ti.</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584974505144827713-4844659080603041532?l=looks4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Looks4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06966646984694312402noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584974505144827713.post-46948523722620681062009-06-14T04:04:00.003+01:002009-06-14T04:06:11.308+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/SjRo2rEv73I/AAAAAAAAAH8/1WKiAvHxIs0/s1600-h/forbidden_fruit+II.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347013946080489330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/SjRo2rEv73I/AAAAAAAAAH8/1WKiAvHxIs0/s400/forbidden_fruit+II.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Voo em bolas de sabão...<br />mágicas como a vida...<br />passeio pelos teus jardins...<br />sugo o teu néctar...<br />pulverizo de pólen as flores deste amor...<br />para que cresça o fruto da paixão.</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584974505144827713-4694852372262068106?l=looks4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Looks4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06966646984694312402noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584974505144827713.post-23962666367729319872009-06-10T14:46:00.010+01:002009-06-12T11:44:34.670+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/Si-89GsrcPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wUuz_PZoNxo/s1600-h/Ana+Paula+Ar%C3%B3sioI.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345699040668119282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/Si-89GsrcPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wUuz_PZoNxo/s400/Ana+Paula+Ar%C3%B3sioI.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Escrevo no teu olhar pedaços de mim... caio em vertigem... como suaves <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">pétalas</span> das flores magistrais... até ti.</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Sem dor sinto-te... despida por mim. Delicada... reinventas memórias... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">constróis </span>novas histórias... quando apenas olho o teu rosto... quero-te em espiral desejo... que flui na luta dos nossos corpos. despidos. na noite sem nome...</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584974505144827713-2396266636772931987?l=looks4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Looks4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06966646984694312402noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584974505144827713.post-44187369904630180312009-06-09T16:57:00.004+01:002009-06-09T17:28:50.171+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/Si6NRP-6VlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/kD9kAc1eh7A/s1600-h/Retratos+da+vida.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345365135223051858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/Si6NRP-6VlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/kD9kAc1eh7A/s400/Retratos+da+vida.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Vejo nos teus olhos... a infância dos meus sentires... juntamos <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">perspectivas</span>...um mesmo olhar... o futuro... meu e teu... nos retratos da cabeceira dos meus sonhos... olho-te... revejo-me... quero-te... num beijo. </span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></strong></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584974505144827713-4418736990463018031?l=looks4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Looks4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06966646984694312402noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584974505144827713.post-41481895503413970352009-06-08T14:38:00.006+01:002009-06-09T10:43:52.649+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/Si4terSV6fI/AAAAAAAAAHU/CU3ar97cB4A/s1600-h/cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o+tenaz.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345259812774341106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/Si4terSV6fI/AAAAAAAAAHU/CU3ar97cB4A/s400/cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o+tenaz.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">A chuva cai... voo para longe daqui... até ti.</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Abraças-me com as asas...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">dos olhares do tempo...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">de um tempo que não pára...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">que muda o sentido das coisas...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">confunde e reprime...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">desfaz as palavras...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">em mil pedaços...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">quero... sinto... tenho... </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">falta...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">[d]os apertados abraços...</span></strong></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584974505144827713-4148189550341397035?l=looks4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Looks4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06966646984694312402noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584974505144827713.post-37553514665916970272009-06-08T13:55:00.005+01:002009-06-08T15:09:43.061+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/Si0O_fdzs5I/AAAAAAAAAHM/dSjg-b7dJhE/s1600-h/corpo+tattoo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344944816699716498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/Si0O_fdzs5I/AAAAAAAAAHM/dSjg-b7dJhE/s400/corpo+tattoo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">As janelas estão abertas... para ti... poesia. </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Vens empurrada pela nuvem branca dos encantos... </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">abro a porta... </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">no meu peito... </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">vulcões de sentidos desmedidos... </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">irrompem... </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">alagando esse mar de desejo... </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">quando tatuas no teu corpo... </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">o silêncio da minha boca...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">em finas camadas de plumas levadas pelo vento...</span></strong> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584974505144827713-3755351466591697027?l=looks4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Looks4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06966646984694312402noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584974505144827713.post-88771782927958170642009-06-07T14:16:00.003+01:002009-06-07T14:29:41.499+01:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/Siu9v-VdgWI/AAAAAAAAAHE/O-sEuZ-FWV8/s1600-h/Escrevo-me.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344574014689739106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/Siu9v-VdgWI/AAAAAAAAAHE/O-sEuZ-FWV8/s400/Escrevo-me.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Escrevo-me no espaço dos sonhos... povoado pelas folhas.... de um amanhã... que quero hoje.<br /></span></strong><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584974505144827713-8877178292795817064?l=looks4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Looks4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06966646984694312402noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584974505144827713.post-65499970663873034822009-06-06T10:55:00.007+01:002009-06-10T13:28:27.771+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/Sio-kEwP9JI/AAAAAAAAAGs/-_V-7PwSJJY/s1600-h/beijo_da_lua.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344152697300841618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/Sio-kEwP9JI/AAAAAAAAAGs/-_V-7PwSJJY/s400/beijo_da_lua.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Essa lua que não é só tua...<br />de finas poeiras lunares...<br />onde me deleito nas colinas<br />de um amor...<br />que quero roubar...<br />para que seja só nossa<br />que brilhe... e encante...<br />de sublime fantasia...<br />na aurora dos dias...<br />quando meu sol...meu raio de sol<br />percorre cada recanto do teu corpo...<br />te aquece... e não esquece<br />Mas tu... perdida lua...<br />que vais... sem me levar contigo...<br />e eu... fico aqui perdido...<br />num desejo... escondido...<br />de te abraçar...<br /></span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584974505144827713-6549997066387303482?l=looks4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Looks4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06966646984694312402noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584974505144827713.post-67992901219215386892009-06-05T11:50:00.004+01:002009-06-05T12:19:10.713+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/Sij_DO0m-jI/AAAAAAAAAGk/vtp1Ew3u36s/s1600-h/dispo-te+com+o+olhar.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343801388858538546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/Sij_DO0m-jI/AAAAAAAAAGk/vtp1Ew3u36s/s400/dispo-te+com+o+olhar.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Dispo-te na memória das minhas mãos... </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Desabotoo</span> o fecho dos teus recantos...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">com a suavidade da primeira vez...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Esqueço-me de mim... estou dentro de ti...</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584974505144827713-6799290121921538689?l=looks4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Looks4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06966646984694312402noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584974505144827713.post-20754459109310922312009-06-04T09:54:00.005+01:002009-06-04T15:41:51.186+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/SieNp39O4hI/AAAAAAAAAD4/MtUz2bv2qg0/s1600-h/modelo+lingerie.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343395233433313810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/SieNp39O4hI/AAAAAAAAAD4/MtUz2bv2qg0/s400/modelo+lingerie.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Sinto todos os poros da tua pele... na minha.</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Sinto o calor ardente... </span></strong><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Respiro o teu ar...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Transpiro o teu desejo...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Debaixo da minha pele tenho o teu corpo estampado...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Procuro nas entranhas da minha alma... um motivo para eu ser tu e tu seres eu... e nós ser-mos simplesmente nós... </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Únicos... </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Gêmeos... de um mesmo caminho. Que jamais quero sair... mesmo que tu te sintas perdida numa noite em que no céu não existam estrelas e a lua se tenha escondido... envergonhada pela imensidão deste rio de sentimentos.</span></strong></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584974505144827713-2075445910931092231?l=looks4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Looks4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06966646984694312402noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584974505144827713.post-50573291224122748972009-06-03T21:06:00.004+01:002009-06-03T21:20:48.616+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/SibY7weAmGI/AAAAAAAAADw/FGa-5t6zmzg/s1600-h/Desenho+na+tua+sombra+as+minhas+m%C3%A3os.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343196529056323682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/SibY7weAmGI/AAAAAAAAADw/FGa-5t6zmzg/s400/Desenho+na+tua+sombra+as+minhas+m%C3%A3os.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Passas por mim... levas-me na palma das mãos...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;">eu... desenho a sombra das minhas...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Gastas todas as palavras... abusas das vogais...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">teus ais são a razão dos meus segredos...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Procuro despertar nas ondas desse mar...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">onde me deleito nas extensas madrugadas em que tu... </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">lua... te deitas.</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584974505144827713-5057329122412274897?l=looks4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Looks4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06966646984694312402noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584974505144827713.post-49442333329853610602009-06-02T15:29:00.003+01:002009-06-02T15:59:47.673+01:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/SiU3cHASCrI/AAAAAAAAADo/7bDevpof9Ug/s1600-h/Esta+noite+serei+poema.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342737489001056946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/SiU3cHASCrI/AAAAAAAAADo/7bDevpof9Ug/s400/Esta+noite+serei+poema.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Levarei o véu… nos braços.<br />Quero-te despir de conceitos…<br />Esta noite serei poema…<br />A rima das tuas angústias…<br />O acento das letras… sinais do teu corpo.<br />Tatuados pela leveza da incerteza…</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584974505144827713-4944233332985361060?l=looks4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Looks4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06966646984694312402noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584974505144827713.post-88434176488116087652009-06-02T09:54:00.001+01:002009-06-02T09:57:19.497+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/SiTpRFQ2hbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/oLBaUckymHU/s1600-h/Mulher+praia.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342651537648158130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/SiTpRFQ2hbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/oLBaUckymHU/s400/Mulher+praia.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;"> ... Sinto-me despido por ti...</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584974505144827713-8843417648811608765?l=looks4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Looks4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06966646984694312402noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584974505144827713.post-47649982700610590062009-06-01T10:25:00.001+01:002009-06-01T10:29:02.030+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/SiOe6t75hwI/AAAAAAAAADI/9oUBJpZblrc/s1600-h/hot_kiss.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342288314591971074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/SiOe6t75hwI/AAAAAAAAADI/9oUBJpZblrc/s400/hot_kiss.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Vejo-te...<br />de olhos vendados...<br />Ouço o teu nome nas folhas no chão...no silêncio...<br />perco a noção do tempo... do espaço...<br />no céu...as estrelas... sussurram...<br />Num beijo...<br />de sabor quente...<br />a tua boca... desfolho...<br />perco-me nos sentidos...<br />o tempo pára...<br />abraço-te... </strong></span><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>suspiras...<br />Os teus braços são a prisão... que me libertam...<br />com o teu calor... quero queimar as asas...<br />e voar até ti...</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584974505144827713-4764998270061059006?l=looks4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Looks4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06966646984694312402noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584974505144827713.post-46082311384356830432009-05-29T14:16:00.004+01:002009-06-05T11:02:04.065+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/SijtC3PqE0I/AAAAAAAAAGc/WvQ_s8T0T4Q/s1600-h/%C3%89s+tu.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343781591320236866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/SijtC3PqE0I/AAAAAAAAAGc/WvQ_s8T0T4Q/s320/%C3%89s+tu.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Sim és tu…<br />Que queres…<br />Sim eu sei…<br />No nome que eu te dei…<br />As vírgulas caíram.<br />As exclamações surgiram!<br />E as palavras soltam-se…<br />perdem-se…<br />Encontras-me… nesse encontro da prosa.<br />Vem…<br />Entra neste sonho…<br />Quero ser louco nos teus braços…<br />Quero encontrar esse lugar…<br />Precipitar-me na vertigem.<br />Porque…<br />…<br />Nesta noite… de perdição… </strong></span><br /><br /><div><div><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Não vai ser fácil dizeres não…</strong></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584974505144827713-4608231138435683043?l=looks4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Looks4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06966646984694312402noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584974505144827713.post-15655843024843836732009-05-28T11:53:00.003+01:002009-05-28T11:58:23.160+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/Sh5uOonFM4I/AAAAAAAAACo/YmLAozvdG0c/s1600-h/Senta-te+aqui.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340827405806547842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/Sh5uOonFM4I/AAAAAAAAACo/YmLAozvdG0c/s400/Senta-te+aqui.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><div><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Senta-te aqui…<br />Vamos ver o mar… no céu... a lua...<br />fala-me de ti, no silêncio da noite estrelada...<br />que te envolve num abraço apertado...<br />Conta-me...<br />os sonhos que vão brotando a cada pensamento....<br />meu e teu...<br />tudo é possível....<br />às vezes...<br />tantas vezes...<br />sempre.<br />Um espelho nunca mente…<br />E o espelho da tua alma… contou-me um segredo!<br />Queres… hoje? Amanhã…? Sempre…<br />Numa vida de um momento…<br />de paixão…</strong></span> </div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584974505144827713-1565584302484383673?l=looks4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Looks4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06966646984694312402noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584974505144827713.post-12251084285817541922009-05-27T21:59:00.005+01:002009-06-04T18:02:43.930+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/Sif-J59WYDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/XPkxceRhX4M/s1600-h/Mulher+ardente.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343518929028800562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/Sif-J59WYDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/XPkxceRhX4M/s400/Mulher+ardente.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/Sh22zl2_DEI/AAAAAAAAACQ/eT3CGOk1YAc/s1600-h/Mulher+ardente.jpg"></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>A ti... Como queria ter-te aqui!<br />Vai anoitecendo... </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>As luzes vão-se acendendo!! </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>A cidade vai-se apagando...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Olho distante o mar...<br />Tu sabes quem és, eu sei que sabes que sim!</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>És aquela que sobressai no meio da multidão...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Não finjas que não sabes...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Transcendente de mágica alegria!</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Mas sabes, não sei se sabes, confesso!</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Hoje é mais uma daquelas noite sem fim...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Como queria ter-te ao pé de mim!</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Que estivesses aqui... mesmo tão perto... tão perto...</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584974505144827713-1225108428581754192?l=looks4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Looks4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06966646984694312402noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-584974505144827713.post-91718938841355118792009-05-26T23:55:00.002+01:002009-05-27T22:59:37.854+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/Shx4Q3e5BvI/AAAAAAAAAA8/UAtzxFvzMYk/s1600-h/Calor+ardente.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340275489321322226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rLazRskFh9g/Shx4Q3e5BvI/AAAAAAAAAA8/UAtzxFvzMYk/s320/Calor+ardente.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;">Quero voltar ao local onde me encontro comigo e onde me sinto em paz.</span></strong><br /><div><div><div><div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;">Mas, tu sabes…</span></strong></div><div></div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;">Não quero voltar sozinho...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"></span></strong></div><div></div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;">Quero-te levar... </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"></span></strong></div><div></div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;">Fazer-te encontrar esse mar... </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"></span></strong></div><div></div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;">Que em paz tranquiliza... </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;">Na cascata da corrente que não termina em ti... </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"></span></strong></div><div></div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;">Mas se prolonga muito além do que tu sentes...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;">Ardente...!!!</span></strong></div></div><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /></div><br /></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/584974505144827713-9171893884135511879?l=looks4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Looks4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06966646984694312402noreply@blogger.com2