tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61661974961381917412011-04-21T20:07:05.767-07:00"Find Out who you are and try not to be afraid of it"Tiarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10587048852154513515noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6166197496138191741.post-71702179020876460992008-07-23T15:00:00.000-07:002008-07-23T15:11:15.361-07:00<span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>Se tudo quanto fosse perfeito</em></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>Apenas a ti pertencesse</em></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>Que papel teria eu</em></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>num mundo como o teu?</em></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>Se tudo quanto amo</em></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>Faz parte de ti</em></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>Que posso eu dizer</em></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>Para alem de te amar assim?</em></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>Cada dia é um episódio </em></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>sempre pronto a repetir</em></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>em ti encontro felicidade</em></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>vontade de sorrir</em></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>São raros os dias</em></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>que passo sem te ver</em></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>No meu coração surges</em></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>tal como o anoitecer</em></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>E é a tua mao na minha mao</em></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>A sede do teu saber</em></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>Que me enche o coraçao</em></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>Que Me da vontade de viver</em></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>E são as simples folhas que colhes</em></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>Que são da cor de esmeralda</em></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>Que decoram o meu olhar</em></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>E me preenchem na alma</em></span><br /><br /><p align="left"><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gM3N7mwbazg/SIerfjwVSdI/AAAAAAAAAAU/VN3cSOs7sEg/s1600-h/narusaku___sunset___by_innera.jpeg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226334451249007058" style="WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px" height="345" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gM3N7mwbazg/SIerfjwVSdI/AAAAAAAAAAU/VN3cSOs7sEg/s400/narusaku___sunset___by_innera.jpeg" width="536" border="0" /></a></p><div align="right">Lena Belo</span><br /><br /><br /></div><p align="left"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gM3N7mwbazg/SIerfjwVSdI/AAAAAAAAAAU/VN3cSOs7sEg/s1600-h/narusaku___sunset___by_innera.jpeg"></a> </p><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gM3N7mwbazg/SIerfjwVSdI/AAAAAAAAAAU/VN3cSOs7sEg/s1600-h/narusaku___sunset___by_innera.jpeg"></a> </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6166197496138191741-7170217902087646099?l=tiarapixel.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tiarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10587048852154513515noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6166197496138191741.post-89088237012624071362008-07-04T11:27:00.000-07:002008-07-04T11:42:56.134-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gM3N7mwbazg/SG5uRWV-GII/AAAAAAAAAAM/n7SekKEY42Y/s1600-h/By_moonlight_by_yume_darling.jpeg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gM3N7mwbazg/SG5uRWV-GII/AAAAAAAAAAM/n7SekKEY42Y/s400/By_moonlight_by_yume_darling.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219230262503544962" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >Nunca mais senti o calor</span> <span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" ><br />O amor</span><br /> <span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >A ternura do teu ser<br /></span> <span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >Ser lentamente depositado em mim</span><br /> <span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >Como só tu sabias colocar</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" >Porque paristes?</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Porque me deixas-te?</span><br /></span> <span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >O meu coração perdeu o sentido </span> <span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >De trabalhar</span><br /> <span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >De viver</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >A minha mente envenenou o meu corpo<br /></span> <span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >E as lágrimas pela minha face desceram</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> </span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;" >Porque é que agora</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> </span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;" >Apenas os meu braços me protegem</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">??</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;" >Onde estas?</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >Onde esta a tua protecção?<br /></span> <span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >O amor que me juras-te?</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >Aquele amor que era a nossa lei</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >O despertar com um abraço apertado<br /></span> <span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >O olhar apaixonado</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >O doce sabor dos teu toque...<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> </span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;" >Onde esta?</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" ><br />Aguardei Alvor e Madrugada</span> <span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >Não posso deixar de ser tua amada</span> <span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >Pois a jura de amor é sagrada</span> <span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" ><br />Os <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">dias</span> tornam-se semanas</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >As <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">semanas </span>viram meses</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >E os <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">meses</span> quase que se toram <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">anos,</span><br /> o meu corpo e espírito </span> <span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >São agora fantasmas de mim</span><br />... <span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >Mas onde estas tu?</span> <span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >Preciso tanto de ti</span>...<br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >Não te esqueço</span> <span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >Não esquecerei</span> <span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >E sempre te amarei</span> <span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >A ti e a mais ninguém</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">... </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Onde estas?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">Lena Belo</span><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6166197496138191741-8908823701262407136?l=tiarapixel.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tiarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10587048852154513515noreply@blogger.com3