<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030</id><updated>2012-01-27T20:39:41.337+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Laços De Amor  "</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-3148644031880153829</id><published>2011-06-08T21:00:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T21:24:24.706+02:00</updated><title type='text'>..Contigo Quero Estar, Contigo Quero Namorar..</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/y6l3R5cFBbM?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7KPsgrFKuY/Te_IbQB9L6I/AAAAAAAAANA/vExgYAe6WZA/s1600/50.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7KPsgrFKuY/Te_IbQB9L6I/AAAAAAAAANA/vExgYAe6WZA/s320/50.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615927630839492514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olho-te&lt;br /&gt;E a minha alma sorri&lt;br /&gt;Sorri de alegria&lt;br /&gt;Como pura magia&lt;br /&gt;Quero-te tocar&lt;br /&gt;Com as mãos&lt;br /&gt;Sentir o corpo suado&lt;br /&gt;Ouvir a música do coração&lt;br /&gt;Pele arrepiada&lt;br /&gt;Ver o sol a brilhar&lt;br /&gt;Em dias de chuva&lt;br /&gt;Deitar-me no teu peito&lt;br /&gt;Como uma criança&lt;br /&gt;Que deseja tudo…&lt;br /&gt;Quero-te mandar uma mensagem&lt;br /&gt;Na hora de acordar&lt;br /&gt;Na hora de deitar&lt;br /&gt;Quero o teu amor&lt;br /&gt;Desejo alimentar esse amor&lt;br /&gt;E na dança de uma flor&lt;br /&gt;Quero contigo namorar…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijo Doce My Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-3148644031880153829?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/3148644031880153829/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2011/06/contigo-quero-estar-contigo-quero.html#comment-form' title='16 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/3148644031880153829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/3148644031880153829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2011/06/contigo-quero-estar-contigo-quero.html' title='..Contigo Quero Estar, Contigo Quero Namorar..'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/y6l3R5cFBbM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-7460751226866190822</id><published>2011-03-02T13:29:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T14:43:01.131+01:00</updated><title type='text'>..Nossos Desejos..</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5zwQdh0-tLw?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zgtS_fdI9qQ/TW5Fh-LKmEI/AAAAAAAAAMw/lEQpT_e2q6o/s1600/nos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zgtS_fdI9qQ/TW5Fh-LKmEI/AAAAAAAAAMw/lEQpT_e2q6o/s320/nos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579473438286452802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despe a minha alma!&lt;br /&gt;Tu! Essencia minha!&lt;br /&gt;Lembro-me o que meus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Contemplaram quando te vi 1°vez!&lt;br /&gt;Vi a alegria, encarnada em forma de homem!&lt;br /&gt;Nos logo ali..&lt;br /&gt;Com o acompanhar da brisa do mar,&lt;br /&gt;sentimos um desejo..&lt;br /&gt;A felicidade invadiu os nossos corações,&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo no silencio..&lt;br /&gt;Sentimos a alegria tomar conta de nos&lt;br /&gt;Estava-mos felizes.&lt;br /&gt;O brilho dos nossos olhares,&lt;br /&gt;Não nos mentiram naquele dia!&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo com o cair da noite.&lt;br /&gt;Estava la bem presente!&lt;br /&gt;O nosso desejo de ir mais além..&lt;br /&gt;Esse desejo que hoje ,&lt;br /&gt;Continua em nos cada vez,&lt;br /&gt;que os nossos olhares se cruzam&lt;br /&gt;O teu desejo é o meu desejo,&lt;br /&gt;Tua vontade louca de me possuir,&lt;br /&gt;É o meu desejo de te ter só pra mim.&lt;br /&gt;O teu querer é o meu desejo de&lt;br /&gt;Abandonar-me em teus braços, beijar-te&lt;br /&gt;Com vontade, sentir teus lábios roçando&lt;br /&gt;Nos meus...&lt;br /&gt;E nesta louca  paixão eu ofereço-te&lt;br /&gt;O calor dos meus beijos...&lt;br /&gt;Diz que me desejas como eu te desejo...&lt;br /&gt;No calor do meu abraço eu te ofereço o&lt;br /&gt;Cantinho mais secreto do meu ser!&lt;br /&gt;Diz que me queres como eu te quero...&lt;br /&gt;Com a mesma intensidade do meu amor&lt;br /&gt;Verdadeiro...&lt;br /&gt;Com a mesma paixão de que eu espero...&lt;br /&gt;Procura dentro de mim o ardor do que tu&lt;br /&gt;Precisa, para saciar o teu desejo.&lt;br /&gt;Faz do meu corpo a tua moradia...&lt;br /&gt;O teu aconchego e tua alegria...&lt;br /&gt;Vem  amor meu, me deixa sentir o teu corpo...&lt;br /&gt;Deixe-me entrar para que eu possa te levar&lt;br /&gt;Pelo  caminho do prazer...&lt;br /&gt;Para que tu possas sentir o verdadeiro querer!&lt;br /&gt;O teu desejo é o meu desejo também!&lt;br /&gt;Jamais esquecerei!&lt;br /&gt;Aquele momento ,&lt;br /&gt;Que me trouxe tanta felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei com saudades tuas,&lt;br /&gt;Ao ouvir a tua voz a pouco..&lt;br /&gt;Com carinho&lt;br /&gt;Adoro-te&lt;br /&gt;Beijinho doce&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-7460751226866190822?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/7460751226866190822/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2011/03/nossos-desejos.html#comment-form' title='16 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/7460751226866190822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/7460751226866190822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2011/03/nossos-desejos.html' title='..Nossos Desejos..'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/5zwQdh0-tLw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-701324057144999493</id><published>2011-01-27T19:28:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T22:43:34.642+01:00</updated><title type='text'>..Sorri Pra  Mim..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/TUshFOXDngI/AAAAAAAAAMg/R04-dQm06RY/s1600/sorri%2Bpra%2Bmim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/TUshFOXDngI/AAAAAAAAAMg/R04-dQm06RY/s320/sorri%2Bpra%2Bmim.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569581737811615234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/H97lJbPzEMY?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É tão fácil sorrir! Tudo fica mais agradável se em nossos lábios houver um sorriso.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo fica mais fácil se houver nos lábios dos que convivem conosco um sorriso sincero.&lt;br /&gt;Alguns de nós pensamos que só devemos sorrir para as pessoas com as quais simpatizamos. &lt;br /&gt;São tantas as que cruzam o nosso caminho diariamente... &lt;br /&gt;Algumas com o semblante  carregado por levar no íntimo as amarguras da caminhada áspera.&lt;br /&gt;Poderemos colaborar com um sorriso aberto, &lt;br /&gt;No mínimo, &lt;br /&gt;Para que essa pessoa se detenha e perceba que alguém lhe sorri, &lt;br /&gt;Já que o sorriso é um alento. &lt;br /&gt;O sorriso é uma arma poderosa, &lt;br /&gt;Da qual nos podemos servir em todas as situações.&lt;br /&gt;Se ao levantarmos pela manhã, &lt;br /&gt;Cumprimentarmos os familiares com um largo sorriso, &lt;br /&gt;Nosso dia certamente será melhor, &lt;br /&gt;Mais alegre. &lt;br /&gt;Se ao entrarmos no elevador saudarmos com um sorriso os que seguem conosco, &lt;br /&gt;Ao invés de fecharmos o rosto e olharmos para cima ou para baixo, &lt;br /&gt;Na tentativa de desviar os olhares, &lt;br /&gt;Com certeza o nosso dia será mais feliz. &lt;br /&gt;Porque, &lt;br /&gt;Todos nos verão com simpatia e nos endereçarão energias salutares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não custa nada e rende muito...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Enriquece quem o recebe, &lt;br /&gt;Sem empobrecer quem o dá.&lt;br /&gt;Dura somente um instante, &lt;br /&gt;Mas seus efeitos perduram para sempre.&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém é tão rico que dele não precise.&lt;br /&gt;E ninguém é tão pobre que não o possa dar a todos.&lt;br /&gt;Leva a felicidade a muita gente e a toda parte.&lt;br /&gt;É o símbolo da amizade, &lt;br /&gt;Da boa vontade. &lt;br /&gt;É alento para os desanimados; &lt;br /&gt;Repouso para os cansados; &lt;br /&gt;Raio de sol para os tristes; &lt;br /&gt;Consolo para os desesperados.&lt;br /&gt;Não se compra nem se empresta.&lt;br /&gt;Nenhuma moeda do mundo pode pagar seu valor.&lt;br /&gt;E não há ninguém que precise tanto de um sorriso, &lt;br /&gt;Como aqueles que não sabem mais sorrir, &lt;br /&gt;Aqueles que perderam a esperança...&lt;br /&gt;Os que vagueiam sem rumo...&lt;br /&gt;Os que não acreditam mais que a felicidade é algo possível...&lt;br /&gt;O sorriso é sempre bom para quem sorri e melhor ainda para quem o recebe, &lt;br /&gt;Pois tem  o poder de fazer mais amena a nossa caminhada.&lt;br /&gt;Dessa forma, &lt;br /&gt;Se não temos o hábito de levar a vida sorrindo, &lt;br /&gt;Comecemos a cultivá-lo, &lt;br /&gt;E veremos que sem que mude a situação à nossa volta, &lt;br /&gt;Nós, &lt;br /&gt;Intimamente, &lt;br /&gt;Nos sentiremos mais felizes.&lt;br /&gt;Vocês sabiam que o semblante carregado, &lt;br /&gt;Ou seja, a "cara amarrada", como se costuma dizer, &lt;br /&gt;Traz ao corpo um desgaste maior que o promovido pelo sorriso?&lt;br /&gt;Isto quer dizer que, &lt;br /&gt;Quando sorrimos, &lt;br /&gt;Utilizamos menos músculos e fazemos menos esforços.&lt;br /&gt;Assim sendo, &lt;br /&gt;Até por uma questão de economia, é mais vantajoso sorrir.&lt;br /&gt;E o riso é um sinal superficial de algo mais profundo e mais significativo - reflete um modo especial de encarar o mundo que nos faz sentir melhor e pode até nos ajudar a viver mais tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Por isso ha que sorrir pra vida,&lt;br /&gt;Para que a vida nos sorria,&lt;br /&gt;E seja tudo mais facil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ti meu doce querido!&lt;br /&gt;Deixo-te o meu sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Com um doce beijinho.&lt;br /&gt;Adoro-te&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-701324057144999493?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/701324057144999493/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2011/01/e-tao-facil-sorrir-tudo-fica-mais.html#comment-form' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/701324057144999493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/701324057144999493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2011/01/e-tao-facil-sorrir-tudo-fica-mais.html' title='..Sorri Pra  Mim..'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/TUshFOXDngI/AAAAAAAAAMg/R04-dQm06RY/s72-c/sorri%2Bpra%2Bmim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-595766746193837288</id><published>2011-01-20T17:43:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T18:03:07.783+01:00</updated><title type='text'>..Beija-me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/J4MvXORe4cU?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busco o teu beijo&lt;br /&gt;Nas águas transparentes da vida&lt;br /&gt;Sinto este desejo&lt;br /&gt;Na minha alma demente…&lt;br /&gt;As palavras são chuva&lt;br /&gt;O teu corpo é perfeito&lt;br /&gt;A meia-luz anseio&lt;br /&gt;E com o teu doce jeito&lt;br /&gt;Da tua boca com delicadeza&lt;br /&gt;Um simples beijo…&lt;br /&gt;Estamos no Inverno e está frio&lt;br /&gt;Mas no calor da tua boca&lt;br /&gt;Desejo aquecer o meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Esquecer a própria razão&lt;br /&gt;E beijar-te com paixão…&lt;br /&gt;Tatuar no teu corpo o amor&lt;br /&gt;E no fluido da fantasia&lt;br /&gt;Com os teus lábios fazer poesia&lt;br /&gt;E na alquimia da loucura&lt;br /&gt;Procurar o teu beijo&lt;br /&gt;Doce, suave e carinhoso..&lt;br /&gt;Digo numa so palavras,&lt;br /&gt;Quem sente! Também AMA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-595766746193837288?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/595766746193837288/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2011/01/busco-o-teu-beijo-nas-aguas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/595766746193837288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/595766746193837288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2011/01/busco-o-teu-beijo-nas-aguas.html' title='..Beija-me..'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/J4MvXORe4cU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-5910814307721530529</id><published>2011-01-17T21:24:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T23:31:37.124+01:00</updated><title type='text'>..Mar Da Tranquilidade..</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oKcqWB-eyao?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oKcqWB-eyao?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/TTSnaUrcifI/AAAAAAAAAMM/6Z46I1NIKXE/s1600/fotos%2Bde%2Bferias%2B2007%2B091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/TTSnaUrcifI/AAAAAAAAAMM/6Z46I1NIKXE/s320/fotos%2Bde%2Bferias%2B2007%2B091.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563255510378777074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonho com a felicidade!&lt;br /&gt;De um dia contigo passear&lt;br /&gt;De mãos dadas&lt;br /&gt;Á beira-mar…&lt;br /&gt;Sentir a brisa do mar..&lt;br /&gt;Abraçar-te com carinho&lt;br /&gt;E no areal deserto&lt;br /&gt;De braços abertos&lt;br /&gt;Correr para ti…&lt;br /&gt;Dar-te um beijo&lt;br /&gt;Deitar-me na areia molhada&lt;br /&gt;Observar as estrelas&lt;br /&gt;Em silêncio&lt;br /&gt;E ao teu lado&lt;br /&gt;Contemplar a lua…&lt;br /&gt;Aconchegar-me nos teus braços&lt;br /&gt;E dizer-te baixinho&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te, Amo-te…&lt;br /&gt;Olhar nos teus olhos&lt;br /&gt;E voltar a dizer-te &lt;br /&gt;Amo-te, Amo-te, meu amor!&lt;br /&gt;Perante este nosso, &lt;br /&gt;Mar da tranquilidade,&lt;br /&gt;Digo-te! Amo-te de verdade. &lt;br /&gt;Teus lábios beijo,&lt;br /&gt;Onde fico aconchegada,a ti&lt;br /&gt;Recebo o melhor abraço &lt;br /&gt;Que alguma vez senti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adoro-te&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-5910814307721530529?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/5910814307721530529/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2011/01/mar-da-tranquilidade.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/5910814307721530529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/5910814307721530529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2011/01/mar-da-tranquilidade.html' title='..Mar Da Tranquilidade..'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/TTSnaUrcifI/AAAAAAAAAMM/6Z46I1NIKXE/s72-c/fotos%2Bde%2Bferias%2B2007%2B091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-6511771273310257243</id><published>2011-01-14T19:36:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T20:15:52.329+01:00</updated><title type='text'>..Sera  Amor..</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vqWCB88k_UE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vqWCB88k_UE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/TTCgwMJ8D9I/AAAAAAAAAME/hMqTch_oOfs/s1600/canvas.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 159px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/TTCgwMJ8D9I/AAAAAAAAAME/hMqTch_oOfs/s320/canvas.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562122289559637970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não poderia imaginar o amor&lt;br /&gt;Desta maneira&lt;br /&gt;Se diferente fosse!&lt;br /&gt;Nos não sorriamos assim,&lt;br /&gt;Se o sentimento não fosse real,&lt;br /&gt;Jamais nos olhariamos assim!&lt;br /&gt;Teus labios quando me beijam,&lt;br /&gt;Fico feliz,&lt;br /&gt;Feliz por te ter a meu lado,&lt;br /&gt;Feliz porque te encontrei,&lt;br /&gt;Feliz por me inspirar neste Amor,&lt;br /&gt;Amor ou não?&lt;br /&gt;So sei que o sol brilha,&lt;br /&gt;Brilha de uma maneira diferente.. &lt;br /&gt;Diferente , como no dia que te conheci,&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente foi... bonito..&lt;br /&gt;Vou recordar esse momento &lt;br /&gt;Na minha vida inteira.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje quero-te!Sim.&lt;br /&gt;Quero-te muito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-6511771273310257243?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/6511771273310257243/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2011/01/sera-amor.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/6511771273310257243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/6511771273310257243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2011/01/sera-amor.html' title='..Sera  Amor..'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/TTCgwMJ8D9I/AAAAAAAAAME/hMqTch_oOfs/s72-c/canvas.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-4803257702076837908</id><published>2011-01-07T17:45:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T19:27:36.677+01:00</updated><title type='text'>..Sol &amp; Lua..</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9cxvPDkOTHY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9cxvPDkOTHY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/TSdNT12ZqYI/AAAAAAAAAL0/xKz8w6tt0QQ/s1600/intesso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/TSdNT12ZqYI/AAAAAAAAAL0/xKz8w6tt0QQ/s320/intesso.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559497268280273282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou o sol. &lt;br /&gt;Tu a lua.&lt;br /&gt;Neste mar de paixão que nos uni,&lt;br /&gt;Quando o coração fala&lt;br /&gt;Todo o resto se cala&lt;br /&gt;Em submissão.&lt;br /&gt;Quando o corpo pede&lt;br /&gt;O desejo cede&lt;br /&gt;Cheio de atenção.&lt;br /&gt;Te quero! Sim. Comigo,&lt;br /&gt;Vivendo esta paixão&lt;br /&gt;Que eu nego,&lt;br /&gt;Com resistência&lt;br /&gt;Me entrego.&lt;br /&gt;Te quero sim! Inteiro,&lt;br /&gt;Sincero e verdadeiro,&lt;br /&gt;Tremendo de emoção,&lt;br /&gt;Beijando a minha  boca,&lt;br /&gt;Com teus beijos molhados,&lt;br /&gt;Ao ponto de ficar louca,&lt;br /&gt;Voando na tua direção.&lt;br /&gt;E deixar correr este mar de paixão,&lt;br /&gt;Onde nos da,&lt;br /&gt;Tranquilidade, alegria e felicidade .&lt;br /&gt;Desejo-te do fundo do meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;MY LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s&lt;br /&gt;BOM ANO DE 2011 A TODOS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-4803257702076837908?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/4803257702076837908/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2011/01/sol-lua.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/4803257702076837908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/4803257702076837908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2011/01/sol-lua.html' title='..Sol &amp; Lua..'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/TSdNT12ZqYI/AAAAAAAAAL0/xKz8w6tt0QQ/s72-c/intesso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-2859077798285361549</id><published>2010-09-21T19:59:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T13:23:41.464+01:00</updated><title type='text'>..Baú De Recordações..</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PzcbJzxRdBU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PzcbJzxRdBU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A noite cai de mansinho,&lt;br /&gt;Silenciosamente a lua espreita,&lt;br /&gt;As estrelas iluminam o caminho,&lt;br /&gt;Que me levam a ti…&lt;br /&gt;Sentada na areia,&lt;br /&gt;Com a frescura do mar,&lt;br /&gt;O som e perfume no ar,&lt;br /&gt;Das ondas a bater nas rochas,&lt;br /&gt;Nas estrelas fixo o olhar,&lt;br /&gt;Na esperança de te encontrar…&lt;br /&gt;Entre o brilho do luar,&lt;br /&gt;E o aroma do mar,&lt;br /&gt;Estendo-te os braços,&lt;br /&gt;Quero-te dar as mãos,&lt;br /&gt;Docemente quero-te abraçar…&lt;br /&gt;Na suavidade da noite,&lt;br /&gt;Quero voar,&lt;br /&gt;Até o teu rosto encontrar,&lt;br /&gt;E teus lábios beijar…&lt;br /&gt;Nos céus,&lt;br /&gt;Contigo desejo dançar,&lt;br /&gt;E nas asas do amor,&lt;br /&gt;Esperar que a lua adormeça,&lt;br /&gt;E o sol apareça,&lt;br /&gt;E contigo voar,&lt;br /&gt;Para novos horizontes,&lt;br /&gt;Terras de encantar…&lt;br /&gt;Observar-te, &lt;br /&gt;Enquanto o vento brinca, &lt;br /&gt;Com o teu cabelo, &lt;br /&gt;Absorver todo o perfume,&lt;br /&gt;Desse teu doce sorriso..&lt;br /&gt;Hoje vou-me debruçar,&lt;br /&gt;Sobre o baú de recordações…&lt;br /&gt;E em ti pensar… &lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe, &lt;br /&gt;Convidar-te para jantar, &lt;br /&gt;Num qualquer restaurante, &lt;br /&gt;Num qualquer sitio á beira mar…&lt;br /&gt;E as tuas rosas esperar..&lt;br /&gt;E no baú de recordações,&lt;br /&gt;Com carinho sempre te vou guardar…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-2859077798285361549?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/2859077798285361549/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2010/09/bau-de-recordacoes.html#comment-form' title='17 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/2859077798285361549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/2859077798285361549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2010/09/bau-de-recordacoes.html' title='..Baú De Recordações..'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-1946128761823298691</id><published>2010-09-13T22:40:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T13:25:30.208+01:00</updated><title type='text'>..Meu Amor..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/TI6UBLCwfgI/AAAAAAAAALg/VpQPtdBVxf4/s1600/por+do+sol+a+preto+e+branco1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/TI6UBLCwfgI/AAAAAAAAALg/VpQPtdBVxf4/s320/por+do+sol+a+preto+e+branco1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516509341440572930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/TI6TzGKcXpI/AAAAAAAAALY/8SBA1UBVtFs/s1600/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/TI6TzGKcXpI/AAAAAAAAALY/8SBA1UBVtFs/s320/love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516509099612462738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chegas-te de mansinho&lt;br /&gt;Como uma flor…&lt;br /&gt;Senti paixão ou seria amor…&lt;br /&gt;Vieste-me visitar&lt;br /&gt;Como uma gota que teima em cair&lt;br /&gt;Com uma voz trémula&lt;br /&gt;De saudade&lt;br /&gt;Falas-me de paixão&lt;br /&gt;De amor do teu coração&lt;br /&gt;A ti meu amor,&lt;br /&gt;Que tantas alegrias me das&lt;br /&gt;Escuta o bater do meu coração&lt;br /&gt;As ondas do mar&lt;br /&gt;Uma flor que nasceu de paixão&lt;br /&gt;Abraça a vida com emoção…&lt;br /&gt;Sente a brisa o vento&lt;br /&gt;Que afagam os teus cabelos&lt;br /&gt;As gostas de chuva&lt;br /&gt;Que acariciam o teu rosto&lt;br /&gt;Deslizam pela tua pele&lt;br /&gt;E beijam a tua boca…&lt;br /&gt;Ouve a voz da razão&lt;br /&gt;O amor e a paixão&lt;br /&gt;O palpitar do teu coração…&lt;br /&gt;Escuta os teus sonhos&lt;br /&gt;Oferece-lhe a alma&lt;br /&gt;Emoções e carinhos…&lt;br /&gt;Celebra a vida&lt;br /&gt;Com amor e brilho&lt;br /&gt;Olhos cintilantes&lt;br /&gt;E num destino certo&lt;br /&gt;Segue o teu trilho&lt;br /&gt;Sempre com um doce sorriso…&lt;br /&gt;Entre a voz da tentação&lt;br /&gt;E um raio de luz&lt;br /&gt;Na descrição da razão&lt;br /&gt;Procurando a profunda paz&lt;br /&gt;Voando em envolventes pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;Silenciosos e apaixonados&lt;br /&gt;Ao ritmo dos nossos corpos&lt;br /&gt;Na ilha dos amores&lt;br /&gt;Absorvidos pelo desejo&lt;br /&gt;Ofereço-te um beijo&lt;br /&gt;Na utopia abstracta&lt;br /&gt;No silêncio da alma&lt;br /&gt;Eu te digo uma única palavra&lt;br /&gt;Quem sente, também ama…&lt;br /&gt;Saudade de ti.&lt;br /&gt;Onde quer que estejas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yQB9XJdLGAE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yQB9XJdLGAE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-1946128761823298691?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/1946128761823298691/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2010/09/chegas-te-de-mansinho-como-uma-flor.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/1946128761823298691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/1946128761823298691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2010/09/chegas-te-de-mansinho-como-uma-flor.html' title='..Meu Amor..'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/TI6UBLCwfgI/AAAAAAAAALg/VpQPtdBVxf4/s72-c/por+do+sol+a+preto+e+branco1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-6006702223941087984</id><published>2010-09-08T21:29:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T13:26:51.641+01:00</updated><title type='text'>..Desejo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OUtMxhB3KhQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OUtMxhB3KhQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beija-me&lt;br /&gt;Toca-me&lt;br /&gt;Deseja-me&lt;br /&gt;Brinca com o meu ser&lt;br /&gt;Neste florir de amor&lt;br /&gt;O meu corpo é um vulcão&lt;br /&gt;Estou doente de paixão&lt;br /&gt;Amo os teus beijos&lt;br /&gt;Desejo os teus desejos&lt;br /&gt;Estende-me as tuas mãos&lt;br /&gt;Vamos dançar uma valsa&lt;br /&gt;Deixa os nossos corações&lt;br /&gt;Editar a música da nossa paixão&lt;br /&gt;Despe a tua camisa&lt;br /&gt;Deixa o teu corpo nu&lt;br /&gt;Quero sentir o perfume do desejo&lt;br /&gt;Quero sentir os teus  beijos&lt;br /&gt;Com as mãos vou tactear o teu corpo&lt;br /&gt;Na sensualidade desta dança&lt;br /&gt;Quero-te amar&lt;br /&gt;Num gemido de prazer&lt;br /&gt;Entrelaçar o meu corpo no teu&lt;br /&gt;Deixa-me viver este amor&lt;br /&gt;É fantástico…&lt;br /&gt;É viciante…&lt;br /&gt;Sente-me…&lt;br /&gt;Eu sinto-te…&lt;br /&gt;Ama-me sem pensar&lt;br /&gt;Não tenhas medo do amor&lt;br /&gt;Beija-me&lt;br /&gt;Toca-me&lt;br /&gt;Deseja-me&lt;br /&gt;Sente a minha alma&lt;br /&gt;Uma alma que ama&lt;br /&gt;Que sonha simplesmente com o teu amor…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-6006702223941087984?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/6006702223941087984/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2010/09/desejo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/6006702223941087984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/6006702223941087984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2010/09/desejo.html' title='..Desejo..'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-2611576325626103175</id><published>2010-08-31T22:45:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T22:57:44.753+02:00</updated><title type='text'>..Excitante..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/TH1suOn_SaI/AAAAAAAAALI/ii-QcjbFZp8/s1600/excitante.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 311px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/TH1suOn_SaI/AAAAAAAAALI/ii-QcjbFZp8/s320/excitante.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511681060426959266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perdida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;… Por não sentir o sabor da tua pele,&lt;br /&gt;… Por não sentir o calor do teu abraço,&lt;br /&gt;… Por não ouvir um gemido leve,&lt;br /&gt;… Por não entrelaçar o meu corpo ao teu,&lt;br /&gt;… Por não sentir o odor dos teus beijos,&lt;br /&gt;… Por não satisfazer as tuas fantasias e desejos,&lt;br /&gt;… Por não tocar o moreno da tua escultura,&lt;br /&gt;… Por não ver o teu sorriso a tua formosura,&lt;br /&gt;… Por não sentir o arrepio do desejo,&lt;br /&gt;… Por não te ter ao meu lado,&lt;br /&gt;… Por não fazer amor contigo…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perdida&lt;br /&gt;… No tempo,&lt;br /&gt;… No lugar,&lt;br /&gt;… No momento,&lt;br /&gt;… Na ausência,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perdida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;… Por hoje não te poder amar…&lt;br /&gt;E se hoje não te posso amar...&lt;br /&gt;Na loucura e no desejo,&lt;br /&gt;Solitária no meu cantinho&lt;br /&gt;Levito o meu pensamento ao teu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E simplesmente me masturbo…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com Saudades..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-2611576325626103175?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/2611576325626103175/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2010/08/excitante.html#comment-form' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/2611576325626103175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/2611576325626103175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2010/08/excitante.html' title='..Excitante..'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/TH1suOn_SaI/AAAAAAAAALI/ii-QcjbFZp8/s72-c/excitante.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-2370660375838640192</id><published>2010-08-29T22:03:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T22:15:50.369+02:00</updated><title type='text'>..Quero-te Amar De Verdade..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/THq_3jDgaOI/AAAAAAAAAK4/s5jpG5Uy-Jg/s1600/sensual.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/THq_3jDgaOI/AAAAAAAAAK4/s5jpG5Uy-Jg/s320/sensual.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510928055064881378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A noite está calma&lt;br /&gt;Deitada na minha cama&lt;br /&gt;Sinto a chuva bater levemente&lt;br /&gt;Na vidraça da janela…&lt;br /&gt;Não vejo as estrelas&lt;br /&gt;Nem a beleza da lua&lt;br /&gt;Ainda procurei ver o teu rosto&lt;br /&gt;Mas a chuva miudinha não deixou…&lt;br /&gt;Assim deitada entre os lençóis&lt;br /&gt;Só me resta contigo sonhar…&lt;br /&gt;Desejo ao teu lado&lt;br /&gt;Percorrer os labirintos da paixão&lt;br /&gt;Sentir o batimento suave do teu coração…&lt;br /&gt;E num sonho de magia&lt;br /&gt;Aconchegar o meu corpo ao teu…&lt;br /&gt;Quero acariciar o teu rosto,&lt;br /&gt;Despertar para o mundo do amor,&lt;br /&gt;E ao som da chuva miudinha&lt;br /&gt;Sussurra-te ao ouvido&lt;br /&gt;Quero o teu corpo amar…&lt;br /&gt;Desejo fazer amor contigo&lt;br /&gt;Neste meu sonhar…&lt;br /&gt;De corpos entrelaçados&lt;br /&gt;Viajamos por ondas de prazer&lt;br /&gt;Num mar perfumado de amor&lt;br /&gt;Voamos por mundos de paixão…&lt;br /&gt;Não quero acordar&lt;br /&gt;Deste sonho que me envolve…&lt;br /&gt;Do sonho quero fazer realidade&lt;br /&gt;E amar-te de verdade…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijo doce&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-2370660375838640192?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/2370660375838640192/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2010/08/quero-te-amar-de-verdade.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/2370660375838640192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/2370660375838640192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2010/08/quero-te-amar-de-verdade.html' title='..Quero-te Amar De Verdade..'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/THq_3jDgaOI/AAAAAAAAAK4/s5jpG5Uy-Jg/s72-c/sensual.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-5511966221285698145</id><published>2010-07-06T21:36:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T22:06:41.206+02:00</updated><title type='text'>..Contigo Quero Navegar..</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M4uY0jQudZw&amp;amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M4uY0jQudZw&amp;amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As ondas do mar &lt;br /&gt;Com ternura, &lt;br /&gt;Os teus pés acariciam,&lt;br /&gt;No ondular das suas ondas te digo&lt;br /&gt;Com doçura,&lt;br /&gt;Amor e carinho&lt;br /&gt;Contigo quero navegar...&lt;br /&gt;Ao sabor do vento mansinho&lt;br /&gt;Outras praias alcançar&lt;br /&gt;E no ondular do mar&lt;br /&gt;Sobre uma lua de encantar&lt;br /&gt;Te sussurro meu amor&lt;br /&gt;Contigo quero viajar&lt;br /&gt;Conhecer novos povos&lt;br /&gt;Terras e províncias&lt;br /&gt;Ilhas e desertos&lt;br /&gt;Unidos por um só amor&lt;br /&gt;Fazer magia nesta noite de encantar&lt;br /&gt;E contigo quero navegar...&lt;br /&gt;Para uma eternidade te amar…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijo doce AMO-TE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-5511966221285698145?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/5511966221285698145/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2010/07/contigo-quero-navegar.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/5511966221285698145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/5511966221285698145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2010/07/contigo-quero-navegar.html' title='..Contigo Quero Navegar..'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-7728338542633141759</id><published>2010-06-22T21:35:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T13:22:18.434+01:00</updated><title type='text'>..Tu..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/TCESLv7RYkI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hgNIfa1YnGQ/s1600/Nos.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 253px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/TCESLv7RYkI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hgNIfa1YnGQ/s320/Nos.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485685814166905410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu… &lt;br /&gt;Que estas do outro lado do oceano… &lt;br /&gt;Perdido em pensamentos... &lt;br /&gt;Em sentimentos... &lt;br /&gt;Sonhando com o impossível do possível &lt;br /&gt;Em encantos divinos &lt;br /&gt;Em momentos de glória… &lt;br /&gt;Sinto o teu olhar acariciar &lt;br /&gt;O meu ser &lt;br /&gt;Vai através do oceano... &lt;br /&gt;Esse teu olhar de paixão… &lt;br /&gt;Sinto a tua companhia &lt;br /&gt;A ternura da tua emoção… &lt;br /&gt;Sinto as tuas mãos ainda no meu corpo... &lt;br /&gt;A tua respiração... &lt;br /&gt;A melodia do teu coração… &lt;br /&gt;Tu és o meu alimento... &lt;br /&gt;Sinto a tua presença... &lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que não estejas aqui…&lt;br /&gt;Estas sempre presente!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-7728338542633141759?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/7728338542633141759/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2010/06/tu.html#comment-form' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/7728338542633141759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/7728338542633141759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2010/06/tu.html' title='..Tu..'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/TCESLv7RYkI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hgNIfa1YnGQ/s72-c/Nos.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-1640588048463994259</id><published>2010-05-12T22:14:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T22:38:26.361+02:00</updated><title type='text'>..Quando Penso Em Ti..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/S-sNO0zR5oI/AAAAAAAAAKo/x6bj2NlStqI/s1600/para+ti.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/S-sNO0zR5oI/AAAAAAAAAKo/x6bj2NlStqI/s320/para+ti.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470480720714655362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando penso em ti me excito&lt;br /&gt;Quando escrevo, descrevo esse amor&lt;br /&gt;Sinto o corpo a arder de desejo&lt;br /&gt;Um prazer que corrompe o meu corpo&lt;br /&gt;Pois é a ti que anseio…&lt;br /&gt;É nas ondas do mar&lt;br /&gt;Que revejo o teu corpo&lt;br /&gt;No seu ondular, quero-te amar&lt;br /&gt;Pois é esta excitação que me inspira&lt;br /&gt;Em busca dos teus beijos&lt;br /&gt;Perdida neste lago infinito&lt;br /&gt;De amor e paixão&lt;br /&gt;Cada poema que escrevo&lt;br /&gt;É em ti que eu penso&lt;br /&gt;É o teu ser que eu sinto&lt;br /&gt;A pele arrepia-se de desejo&lt;br /&gt;De te poder abraçar&lt;br /&gt;Os teus lábios beijar&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente amar-te..&lt;br /&gt;As letras vão saindo&lt;br /&gt;Em pequenos versos de amor&lt;br /&gt;Que escrevo com devoção&lt;br /&gt;Com a alma e de coração&lt;br /&gt;Pois Minha Vida!!&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te de paixão…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-1640588048463994259?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/1640588048463994259/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2010/05/quando-penso-em-ti.html#comment-form' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/1640588048463994259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/1640588048463994259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2010/05/quando-penso-em-ti.html' title='..Quando Penso Em Ti..'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/S-sNO0zR5oI/AAAAAAAAAKo/x6bj2NlStqI/s72-c/para+ti.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-5373597324217709830</id><published>2010-03-21T20:38:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T21:23:41.327+01:00</updated><title type='text'>..Silêncio Meu..</title><content type='html'>&lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/S6Z4K5niGtI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pLjr5rVIfGg/s1600-h/O+SILENCIO+DO+AMOR.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451176527639222994 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/S6Z4K5niGtI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pLjr5rVIfGg/s320/O+SILENCIO+DO+AMOR.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; É no silêncio que mais penso em ti…&lt;br /&gt;É nesse silêncio que a minha alma navega… &lt;br /&gt;Uma alma inquieta &lt;br /&gt;Que busca o bailado do prazer… &lt;br /&gt;Os raios de luz, &lt;br /&gt;Fustigam o meu corpo como uma cruz… &lt;br /&gt;Entrego cada pedaço do meu corpo &lt;br /&gt;Á irradiação solar do meu amor…. &lt;br /&gt;A um ritmo alucinante &lt;br /&gt;Sou devorada neste silêncio surdo &lt;br /&gt;Solitário entre quatro paredes &lt;br /&gt;Sem amor… &lt;br /&gt;Divago por tudo e por nada &lt;br /&gt;Desesperadamente entrego-te a minha alma &lt;br /&gt;No mais puro do meu amor… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijo Amo-te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ErvgV4P6Fzc&amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ErvgV4P6Fzc&amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-5373597324217709830?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/5373597324217709830/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2010/03/silencio-meu.html#comment-form' title='15 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/5373597324217709830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/5373597324217709830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2010/03/silencio-meu.html' title='..Silêncio Meu..'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/S6Z4K5niGtI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pLjr5rVIfGg/s72-c/O+SILENCIO+DO+AMOR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-2479322001610155793</id><published>2010-02-14T12:18:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T13:05:05.591+01:00</updated><title type='text'>..Quem Me Dera..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/S3flnXYpzyI/AAAAAAAAAKY/G_s9oDsWeiE/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/S3flnXYpzyI/AAAAAAAAAKY/G_s9oDsWeiE/s320/love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438067539528240930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem me dera!! &lt;br /&gt;Ter a força do mundo&lt;br /&gt;E nestas manhãs de Inverno&lt;br /&gt;Oferecer-te raios de sol&lt;br /&gt;Para te guiarem por bons caminhos…&lt;br /&gt;Cantar-te uma melodia&lt;br /&gt;Dar-te um sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Tornar o teu dia&lt;br /&gt;Doce como uma poesia…&lt;br /&gt;Quem me dera!!&lt;br /&gt;Ter a força do mundo&lt;br /&gt;E nestes dias de frio&lt;br /&gt;A tua alma aquecer&lt;br /&gt;E das águas cristalinas do rio&lt;br /&gt;Transforma-las num manto cintilante&lt;br /&gt;Para os teus olhos brilhantes&lt;br /&gt;Sorrirem de alegria…&lt;br /&gt;Quem me dera!!&lt;br /&gt;Ter a força do mundo&lt;br /&gt;Para as tuas lágrimas enxugar&lt;br /&gt;Aliviar as tuas dores&lt;br /&gt;E deixar-te amar&lt;br /&gt;Nestas frias noites de luar…&lt;br /&gt;Quem me dera!!&lt;br /&gt;Ter a força do mundo&lt;br /&gt;Para os teus sonhos&lt;br /&gt;Eu puder realizar…&lt;br /&gt;Quem me dera!!&lt;br /&gt;Poder estar contigo hoje..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feliz dia de St Valentin, Minha Vida.&lt;br /&gt;Com Amor beijo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-2479322001610155793?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/2479322001610155793/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2010/02/quem-me-dera.html#comment-form' title='16 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/2479322001610155793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/2479322001610155793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2010/02/quem-me-dera.html' title='..Quem Me Dera..'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/S3flnXYpzyI/AAAAAAAAAKY/G_s9oDsWeiE/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-1923828471975376477</id><published>2010-01-29T18:40:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T19:16:23.715+01:00</updated><title type='text'>..Inacreditavel Anoitecer..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/S2Ml26jWnMI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/1E-DoFeIMWk/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/S2Ml26jWnMI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/1E-DoFeIMWk/s320/love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432227200899652802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com o crepitar das chamas da lareira, &lt;br /&gt;De repente , assim como por magia, &lt;br /&gt;Tu surgis-te ao anoitecer, &lt;br /&gt;Com essa luz do teu olhar irradiante, &lt;br /&gt;Que fez o meu coração disparar sem querer.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estranha sensação de " Déja vu " , pressenti, &lt;br /&gt;Tentei até recuar, &lt;br /&gt;Mas juro! Foi superior à minha vontade e não consegui, &lt;br /&gt;Então, baixei a guarda e desisti de me conter, &lt;br /&gt;Foi-se embora o medo... &lt;br /&gt;Veio a paixão do seu mais natural, &lt;br /&gt;Tu invadis-te por completo o meu espaço, &lt;br /&gt;Por fim os nossos corpos nus se juntaram, &lt;br /&gt;No silêncio das estrelas , crepitante junto ao fogo... &lt;br /&gt;Deixou nas nossas bocas o sabor, &lt;br /&gt;Dos nossos beijos trocados, &lt;br /&gt;No calor dos nossos corpos inradiados, &lt;br /&gt;De Amor Incontrolàvel, &lt;br /&gt;Que encantou e marcou por toda uma Vida. &lt;br /&gt;Os nossos momentos mais lindos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com saudades Amo-te&lt;br /&gt;Beijo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-1923828471975376477?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/1923828471975376477/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2010/01/inacreditavel-anoitecer.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/1923828471975376477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/1923828471975376477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2010/01/inacreditavel-anoitecer.html' title='..Inacreditavel Anoitecer..'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/S2Ml26jWnMI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/1E-DoFeIMWk/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-2775474654851239481</id><published>2010-01-02T22:04:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T22:45:37.795+01:00</updated><title type='text'>..Da eterna lembrança..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/Sz-1HStNf3I/AAAAAAAAAKA/gcs9Hv-0Rcw/s1600-h/rosa+do+amor.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/Sz-1HStNf3I/AAAAAAAAAKA/gcs9Hv-0Rcw/s320/rosa+do+amor.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422251613262544754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternidade.., seremos lembrados, não como pontos insignificantes deste mundo real, mas como folhas sadias que, em um certo momento, floresceram nos ramos da Árvore da Vida. &lt;br /&gt;Estas folhas caem da árvore, mas não caem no esquecimento, porque Tu sempre Te lembrarás delas , e nós de ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quatro estações são necessárias para que se possa passar adiante depois de uma perda. &lt;br /&gt;O primeiro tudo depois da morte é sempre o mais difícil: &lt;br /&gt;O primeiro aniversário, o primeiro natal, o primeiro réveillon, as primeiras férias... são as ocasiões mais doloridas.. &lt;br /&gt;Mas o passar dos dias ameniza a dor e vai dando lugar a uma certa nostalgia, ao carinho da lembrança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensamos no instante da perda que nunca mais seremos capazes de sorrir, mas isso não é verdade. &lt;br /&gt;Depois de algumas auroras e alguns entardeceres, vamos descobrindo que a vida ainda está muito presente, que ainda somos capazes de nos alegrar com outras coisas, sem que isso diminua o amor e a saudade que sentimos de quem partiu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aceitamos dificilmente a morte porque nos esquecemos com facilidade que nossa vida na terra é apenas uma passagem. &lt;br /&gt;E quando alguém parte, é como se acordássemos para essa realidade: &lt;br /&gt;Somos eternos para a vida, mas não a terrena! &lt;br /&gt;Inconscientemente pensamos na nossa própria morte e na daqueles que ainda estão conosco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas... enquanto o sangue pulsar nas nossas veias, é a vida que pulsa e tudo o que podemos e devemos fazer é vivê-la.&lt;br /&gt;Por muito dificil que seja.., &lt;br /&gt;Alguém que amamos parte para sempre e isso é tremendamente doloroso.. &lt;br /&gt;Essa pessoa é insubstituível ao nosso coração, já que cada pessoa é única em si no nosso viver e somos conscientes disso. &lt;br /&gt;Mas outros que amamos e que nos amam ainda estão por aqui e isso deve ser motivo de alegria e reconforto. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por esses, pelo menos, devemos nos reerguer, reagir, fazer um esforço. &lt;br /&gt;E para nós, para nosso bem. &lt;br /&gt;Deus nos consola; amigos, família nos consolam... &lt;br /&gt;Só precisamos é aceitar de mãos estendidas. &lt;br /&gt;Quatro estações e um pouco de paciência... &lt;br /&gt;O sol vai brilhar novamente, a alegria vai de novo encher os nossos corações e tudo vai voltar ao normal. &lt;br /&gt;É preciso acreditar nisso!&lt;br /&gt;Fica comigo as Recordações e a Saudade de TI..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMO-TE MUITO PAI , DESCANSA EM PAZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;Desejo a todos um ano de 2010 brilhante.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-2775474654851239481?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/2775474654851239481/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2010/01/da-eterna-lembranca.html#comment-form' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/2775474654851239481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/2775474654851239481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2010/01/da-eterna-lembranca.html' title='..Da eterna lembrança..'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/Sz-1HStNf3I/AAAAAAAAAKA/gcs9Hv-0Rcw/s72-c/rosa+do+amor.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-7740404014563300620</id><published>2009-09-04T20:25:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T20:28:57.546+02:00</updated><title type='text'>..Quero-te..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SqFcN9vVT3I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/VHar3qjISt8/s1600-h/sensualidade.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SqFcN9vVT3I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/VHar3qjISt8/s320/sensualidade.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377680825038229362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tua voz é música, é melodia&lt;br /&gt;É uma sinfonia de poesia.&lt;br /&gt;A tua respiração é calma&lt;br /&gt;De quem simplesmente ama.&lt;br /&gt;O teu sorriso é malicioso&lt;br /&gt;É doçura, é caprichoso.&lt;br /&gt;Os teus olhos são estrelas,&lt;br /&gt;Pérolas brilhantes e belas.&lt;br /&gt;Deitados lado a lado&lt;br /&gt;De mãos entrelaçadas&lt;br /&gt;O tempo vai passando.&lt;br /&gt;Com palavras e sussurros&lt;br /&gt;Provocantes de quem ama.&lt;br /&gt;Abandonei o meu corpo&lt;br /&gt;Para me unir ao teu.&lt;br /&gt;Deliciosamente fui caminhando&lt;br /&gt;Em linhas curvas de carinho&lt;br /&gt;Pois eu sou toda tua.&lt;br /&gt;Sem pressa senti o teu calor&lt;br /&gt;O teu amor&lt;br /&gt;Os teus caprichos no coração&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te com toda a força da paixão&lt;br /&gt;Beijo-te delicadamente,&lt;br /&gt;O teu rosto, os teus lábios&lt;br /&gt;Tenho-te no meu pensamento&lt;br /&gt;Voas na minha mente&lt;br /&gt;Não tenho presa&lt;br /&gt;Quero unir o meu corpo ao teu&lt;br /&gt;Num círculo de amor e paixão&lt;br /&gt;Quero amar-te esquecendo a razão&lt;br /&gt;Porque te amo de coração...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijo doce&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-7740404014563300620?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/7740404014563300620/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/09/quero-te.html#comment-form' title='36 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/7740404014563300620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/7740404014563300620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/09/quero-te.html' title='..Quero-te..'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SqFcN9vVT3I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/VHar3qjISt8/s72-c/sensualidade.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-8477214072404063766</id><published>2009-07-16T21:40:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T22:48:11.047+02:00</updated><title type='text'>..Minha Vida ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/Sl-LF6dGHxI/AAAAAAAAAJw/TUcIdVk8jY8/s1600-h/Teus+Sonhos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/Sl-LF6dGHxI/AAAAAAAAAJw/TUcIdVk8jY8/s320/Teus+Sonhos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359155015301078802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje,&lt;br /&gt;Desembrulhas-te,&lt;br /&gt;O livro branco da minha vida…&lt;br /&gt;Folheias-te,&lt;br /&gt;Cada pagina com delicadeza,&lt;br /&gt;Sublinhas-te com doçura e carinhos,&lt;br /&gt;Redigis-te o prefácio de uma vida…&lt;br /&gt;Soletras-te palavras de magia,&lt;br /&gt;Sussurras-te aos ventos o teu amor,&lt;br /&gt;Deste uma capa de paixão..&lt;br /&gt;Perfumas-te o índice,&lt;br /&gt;Caminhas-te,&lt;br /&gt;Pelas montanhas agreste de uma vida…&lt;br /&gt;Deste-lhe amor,&lt;br /&gt;Ternura,&lt;br /&gt;Sentimentos,&lt;br /&gt;Deste vida ao livro Da Minha Vida..&lt;br /&gt;Escritos,&lt;br /&gt;Em papel de sofrimento,&lt;br /&gt;Com rascunhos em branco…&lt;br /&gt;Letras apagadas por lágrimas ,&lt;br /&gt;De um rosto agastado pela vida…&lt;br /&gt;Deste-lhe brilho,&lt;br /&gt;Cor,&lt;br /&gt;Perfume de amor,&lt;br /&gt;Como são sabias,&lt;br /&gt;As palavras ditas em silencio,&lt;br /&gt;Sublinhadas num olhar,&lt;br /&gt;Acarinhadas num coração quente,&lt;br /&gt;Cheio de amor para dar…&lt;br /&gt;Tu,&lt;br /&gt;Que estas a ler ,&lt;br /&gt;Este pedaço ,&lt;br /&gt;Agradeço-te do fundo do meu , &lt;br /&gt;Mas sincero coração,&lt;br /&gt;Por cada letra, &lt;br /&gt;Cada palavra, &lt;br /&gt;Cada frase escrita,&lt;br /&gt;Que me incentivas-te a escrever..&lt;br /&gt;Em ouro fino de carinho,&lt;br /&gt;E…&lt;br /&gt;…Amor….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te Amo Minha Vida&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-8477214072404063766?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/8477214072404063766/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/07/hoje-desembrulhas-te-o-livro-branco-da.html#comment-form' title='29 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/8477214072404063766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/8477214072404063766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/07/hoje-desembrulhas-te-o-livro-branco-da.html' title='..Minha Vida ..'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/Sl-LF6dGHxI/AAAAAAAAAJw/TUcIdVk8jY8/s72-c/Teus+Sonhos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-2447407890485354852</id><published>2009-06-21T15:41:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T13:15:14.809+01:00</updated><title type='text'>..Amor Maior..</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tK2z1G20_9U&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tK2z1G20_9U&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O tempo que é tempo&lt;br /&gt;Muda.. Traça novos destinos&lt;br /&gt;Vagas de sonhos inacabados&lt;br /&gt;Tempos de sorrisos&lt;br /&gt;Voos perdidos&lt;br /&gt;Em mares desconhecidos..&lt;br /&gt;O tempo que é tempo&lt;br /&gt;Leva-me até ao teu lado&lt;br /&gt;E sem ti aqui sentada&lt;br /&gt;Sinto a brisa do vento&lt;br /&gt;Que me tras um cheirinho a ti&lt;br /&gt;Para um destino incerto..&lt;br /&gt;O tempo que é tempo&lt;br /&gt;E sem perder tempo&lt;br /&gt;Quero-te amar..&lt;br /&gt;O teu rosto acariciar&lt;br /&gt;Os teus lábios beijar&lt;br /&gt;E de olhos fechados sonhar&lt;br /&gt;Voltar a acreditar..&lt;br /&gt;Como é bom voar..&lt;br /&gt;Neste tempo que é tempo&lt;br /&gt;Ao teu lado caminhar&lt;br /&gt;Dar-te a minha mão&lt;br /&gt;Oferecer-te o meu coração&lt;br /&gt;A alegria de viver&lt;br /&gt;E simplesmente contigo..&lt;br /&gt;Ser feliz..&lt;br /&gt;Viver..&lt;br /&gt;Um Amor Ainda Maior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feliz dia da musica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-2447407890485354852?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/2447407890485354852/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='25 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/2447407890485354852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/2447407890485354852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='..Amor Maior..'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-3180531510898330931</id><published>2009-05-30T17:44:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T18:20:12.801+02:00</updated><title type='text'>..Desabafo Do Meu Silêncio..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SiFVJm5sKhI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1xSMbOo_swY/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341644256587819538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SiFVJm5sKhI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1xSMbOo_swY/s320/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........Silêncio........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palavras por te dizer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sentimentos que se sentem....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Medos, duvidas , certezas.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sentir, sonhar, viver....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aperto no coração.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu e Tu....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lágrimas e sorrisos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silêncio...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pensamentos......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anjo....Amor , Adorar....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mão, Tacto...Arrepio....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Magia, Desejo....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Olhar, te olhar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silêncio...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Simplicidade, respirar.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheiro, teu cheiro.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abraço, toque, doçura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silêncio...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Palavras por dizer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sentimentos que se sentem....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Medos, duvidas , certezas.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sentir, sonhar, viver....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aperto no coração.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu e Tu....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lágrimas e sorrisos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silêncio...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pensamentos......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anjo....Amor , Adorar....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mão, tacto...arrepio....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Magia, desejo....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Olhar, te olhar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silêncio...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teu beijo esse..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apaixonado ....&lt;br /&gt;Molhado , doce ....&lt;br /&gt;Esse guardo-o ,&lt;br /&gt;Em mim em ..Silêncio..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sim ! Em silêncio...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Te Amo Minha Vida..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-3180531510898330931?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/3180531510898330931/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/05/desabafo-do-meu-silencio.html#comment-form' title='26 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/3180531510898330931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/3180531510898330931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/05/desabafo-do-meu-silencio.html' title='..Desabafo Do Meu Silêncio..'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SiFVJm5sKhI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1xSMbOo_swY/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-7377090811208387008</id><published>2009-05-15T21:16:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T21:49:44.110+02:00</updated><title type='text'>..Meu Amor..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/Sg3Emkxr8vI/AAAAAAAAAIg/YNQG-lcot7I/s1600-h/paraiso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336137300490056434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/Sg3Emkxr8vI/AAAAAAAAAIg/YNQG-lcot7I/s320/paraiso.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;div&gt;..Meu Amor..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pensar em ti..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Faz-me recordar momentos..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Momentos que passámos juntos.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O teu sorriso.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O teu olhar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O teu cheiro..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O teu sabor.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;São tudo coisas que hoje&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ao sonhar contigo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Percebi que não são assim tão indiferentes.&lt;br /&gt;Tento fazer-me de forte,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas sem ti aqui, não consigo mais!&lt;br /&gt;O teu sorriso persegue-me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Parece que o vejo em todo o lado. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O teu olhar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cada vez que fecho os meus olhos vejo-o.&lt;br /&gt;O teu cheiro sinto-o, até em mim.&lt;br /&gt;O teu sabor, esse... tenho tantas saudades!&lt;br /&gt;Queria voltar a tocar-te, ver-te para além dos meus sonhos.&lt;br /&gt;Porque caminhas para longe de mim? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando te quero aqui bem perto de mim!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vem ..!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vem com tudo aquilo que eu mais preciso...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vamos até ao Paraiso..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muitas saudades.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amo-te beijo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-7377090811208387008?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/7377090811208387008/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/05/meu-amor.html#comment-form' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/7377090811208387008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/7377090811208387008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/05/meu-amor.html' title='..Meu Amor..'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/Sg3Emkxr8vI/AAAAAAAAAIg/YNQG-lcot7I/s72-c/paraiso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-5188146943308921972</id><published>2009-04-13T10:50:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T11:06:05.937+02:00</updated><title type='text'>..Quero-te..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SeL_rawd4dI/AAAAAAAAAIY/6AsS5x0B07w/s1600-h/love.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324098830887412178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SeL_rawd4dI/AAAAAAAAAIY/6AsS5x0B07w/s320/love.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;div&gt;O meu desejo hoje é ver-te&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É a minha primeira razão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas beijar-te de tal maneira , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que tu me reconheças nesse beijo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na verdade eu sonho com isso ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porque o sonho desvanece..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E unindo as mãos rezo uma prece ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E corro na ancia de te alcançar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vendo-te neste momento longe de mim ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas o motivo pelo qual nos sabemos..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tu Sabes que eu te quero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porque tanta insegurança?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O desafio eu supero ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A minha força é confiança.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quem acredita não tem medo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O que importa é se amamos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Melhor ainda é perder a conta , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De quantos beijos nos trocamos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Até ja , Tu Sabes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beijo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-5188146943308921972?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/5188146943308921972/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/04/quero-te.html#comment-form' title='26 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/5188146943308921972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/5188146943308921972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/04/quero-te.html' title='..Quero-te..'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SeL_rawd4dI/AAAAAAAAAIY/6AsS5x0B07w/s72-c/love.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-5095085404550717711</id><published>2009-04-10T20:26:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T20:33:35.819+02:00</updated><title type='text'>" Feliz Páscoa "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/Sd-Psh77XLI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/kwBgoZV8Ehs/s1600-h/0014.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323131279761956018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/Sd-Psh77XLI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/kwBgoZV8Ehs/s320/0014.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ..Desejo a todos uma &lt;a class="link_medio" href="http://www.glimboo.com/imagens_feliz_pascoa.php"&gt;Feliz Páscoa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E um obrigado bem grande ,&lt;br /&gt;A todos pelos comentarios&lt;br /&gt;Por motivos pessoais estarei ausente ,&lt;br /&gt;Durante uns tempos&lt;br /&gt;Em breve estarei de volta ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-5095085404550717711?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/5095085404550717711/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/04/feliz-pascoa.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/5095085404550717711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/5095085404550717711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/04/feliz-pascoa.html' title='&quot; Feliz Páscoa &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/Sd-Psh77XLI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/kwBgoZV8Ehs/s72-c/0014.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-6506871980850838129</id><published>2009-03-22T10:51:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T11:15:13.771+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Tu Moras Dentro De Mim "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/ScYPDMCjGkI/AAAAAAAAAIA/cf9NwRPlCcw/s1600-h/teamo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315952957603387970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/ScYPDMCjGkI/AAAAAAAAAIA/cf9NwRPlCcw/s320/teamo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu te Amo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E te amarei durante toda minha eternidade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te amarei nos teus gestos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te amarei no teu sorriso,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te amarei na tua voz,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te amarei no que tu és!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sim, eu te amarei em tudo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No ar que respiramos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Num simples cântico dos pássaros,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No alvorecer, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No crepúsculo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na morte... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu te amarei no sol que explode sua luz para iluminar a Terra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te amarei nas chuvas que caem... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na vida... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No fim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E Nem mesmo o céu ou o inferno podem tirar esse sentimento de mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sim, eu quero te amar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te amar nas minhas horas de tristezas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pois tuas lembranças só me trazem alegrias...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te amar quando a alegria chegar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O amor e alegria é a própria felicidade &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E eu sou feliz enquanto te amo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sim, mesmo que em minha vida não exista trevas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quero te amar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mesmo que o amor se torne algo extinto,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quero te amar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mesmo que a luz do mundo se acabe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quero te amar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E somente a vontade de Deus &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seria capaz de me tirar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Todo esse amor que alimenta minha própria existência...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Onde hoje , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tu moras dentro de mim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Simplesmente Te Amo Beijo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-6506871980850838129?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/6506871980850838129/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/03/tu-moras-dentro-de-mim.html#comment-form' title='23 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/6506871980850838129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/6506871980850838129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/03/tu-moras-dentro-de-mim.html' title='&quot; Tu Moras Dentro De Mim &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/ScYPDMCjGkI/AAAAAAAAAIA/cf9NwRPlCcw/s72-c/teamo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-2803034531248876723</id><published>2009-03-13T15:28:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T15:37:56.216+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Simplesmente Hoje "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SbpvNkLZ24I/AAAAAAAAAH4/-phzLEZMXSw/s1600-h/f8e083b80ec810f175f29aba03d378aa_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312680989277412226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SbpvNkLZ24I/AAAAAAAAAH4/-phzLEZMXSw/s320/f8e083b80ec810f175f29aba03d378aa_web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoje me dispo de mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me esvazio &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E me deixo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoje me visto de você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pra te sentir melhor na pele,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No corpo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na alma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E no coração...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoje entro em você,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me confundo com você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E somos um só&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pelo espaço de um momento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoje me reservo o direito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De te amar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sem medidas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E sem condições.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoje me entrego,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sou toda poesia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sou noite,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sou dia, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sou corpo vibrando,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sou toda emoção.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoje estou queimando...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoje sou você,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoje sou só paixão...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te Amo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-2803034531248876723?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/2803034531248876723/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/03/simplesmente-hoje.html#comment-form' title='17 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/2803034531248876723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/2803034531248876723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/03/simplesmente-hoje.html' title='&quot; Simplesmente Hoje &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SbpvNkLZ24I/AAAAAAAAAH4/-phzLEZMXSw/s72-c/f8e083b80ec810f175f29aba03d378aa_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-1114451527538592293</id><published>2009-03-06T12:42:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T13:47:34.506+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Uma Carta De Amor "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SbEUTW6iBQI/AAAAAAAAAHo/x82m3A_yJg8/s1600-h/382.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310047758447674626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SbEUTW6iBQI/AAAAAAAAAHo/x82m3A_yJg8/s320/382.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meu amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tu não sabes o quanto eu te amo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Este amor que sinto por ti é muito grande&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ele não cabe dentro do meu coração, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pôr isso ele transborda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gostaria muito de estar junto a ti neste momento,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tu não imaginas tudo que sinto, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pois o amor não dá pra ser visto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Só dá pra ser sentido, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas mesmo assim fica um pouco difícil de mostrar seu verdadeiro tamanho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Escrevo estas palavras agora &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Com todo o meu sentimento aflorando pelos poros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Escrevo estas palavras não com os dedos no teclado, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas com o coração pulsando, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pulsando muito,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E cada vez que penso em ti, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te sinto ao meu lado,... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Choro pela distância que nos separa,... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Choro por não ser do "jeito" que gostaria que fosse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Este "jeito", é de tu seres meu, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somente meu ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De mais ninguém, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não te dividir .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Será que sou egoísta? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Penso que sim. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas quando o amor é verdadeiro como o meu, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acabo me tornando uma pessoa egoísta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A cada dia que passa ele aumenta mais e mais, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E a cada presença tua parece sempre ser a primeira vez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tudo entre nós sempre vai parecer ser a primeira vez,...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A primeira emoção ,....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O primeiro momento,....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O primeiro encontro,... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O primeiro beijo.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E vai durar assim uma vida .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Será que virei adolescente novamente? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acho que sim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas o amor que sinto por ti é um amor adulto...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E sempre serà &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muito Obrigado Por Existires Em Minha vida...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..Amo-te.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-1114451527538592293?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/1114451527538592293/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/03/uma-carta-de-amor.html#comment-form' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/1114451527538592293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/1114451527538592293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/03/uma-carta-de-amor.html' title='&quot; Uma Carta De Amor &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SbEUTW6iBQI/AAAAAAAAAHo/x82m3A_yJg8/s72-c/382.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-314873043673115958</id><published>2009-02-28T12:52:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T13:05:31.783+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Sonhei Contigo "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/Sakntrdr9NI/AAAAAAAAAHY/weR2xm2uSNI/s1600-h/romantico.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307817301547676882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/Sakntrdr9NI/AAAAAAAAAHY/weR2xm2uSNI/s320/romantico.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sonhei contigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E quando acordei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Minha cabeça&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estava cheia de ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meu coração&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estava repleto &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Da tua essência&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E pude então&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te sentir no meu corpo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E na minha boca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teu gosto &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se fez real&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sonhei contigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tu estavas em toda a parte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em todo o meu dia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nas minhas horas..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E passei este dia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acordada ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sonhando contigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como se &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A tua presença&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nunca tivesse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saido daqui , bem junto a mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amo-te Beijo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-314873043673115958?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/314873043673115958/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/02/sonhei-contigo.html#comment-form' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/314873043673115958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/314873043673115958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/02/sonhei-contigo.html' title='&quot; Sonhei Contigo &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/Sakntrdr9NI/AAAAAAAAAHY/weR2xm2uSNI/s72-c/romantico.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-5811762993971943569</id><published>2009-02-18T22:35:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T23:25:14.565+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Quem Ousaria Este Leilão "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SZyFS4X3sQI/AAAAAAAAAGg/MymEC2-7I-I/s1600-h/0147.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304261020552245506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SZyFS4X3sQI/AAAAAAAAAGg/MymEC2-7I-I/s320/0147.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quem dá mais?&lt;br /&gt;Quem dá mais!!&lt;br /&gt;Por um sonho bonito,&lt;br /&gt;Por um sorriso iluminado,&lt;br /&gt;Por um coração apaixonado?&lt;br /&gt;Quem dá mais!!&lt;br /&gt;Por um amor infinito,&lt;br /&gt;Por um peito rasgado,&lt;br /&gt;Por um coração apressado?&lt;br /&gt;Leiloa-se sonhos!!!&lt;br /&gt;E longas noites de insônia,&lt;br /&gt;Caminhadas sem fim&lt;br /&gt;E dores de mim!...&lt;br /&gt;Quem?!&lt;br /&gt;Quem compraria uma lágrima quente&lt;br /&gt;E um resto de gente?&lt;br /&gt;Quem ousaria dar mais&lt;br /&gt;Pelo brilho apagado&lt;br /&gt;De uma estrela que se perdeu no mar?&lt;br /&gt;Leiloa-se sonhos!&lt;br /&gt;Tantos deles!&lt;br /&gt;Uma esperança verde,&lt;br /&gt;Um sol amarelo,&lt;br /&gt;Um raio de lua&lt;br /&gt;E um quê de vontade,&lt;br /&gt;Uma alma nua&lt;br /&gt;E pedaços de felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;Quem ousaria?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quem?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...Ando com insonias meu AMOR ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beijo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-5811762993971943569?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/5811762993971943569/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/02/quem-ousaria-este-leilao.html#comment-form' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/5811762993971943569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/5811762993971943569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/02/quem-ousaria-este-leilao.html' title='&quot; Quem Ousaria Este Leilão &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SZyFS4X3sQI/AAAAAAAAAGg/MymEC2-7I-I/s72-c/0147.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-1343441631266020132</id><published>2009-02-18T12:28:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T22:20:24.628+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Desafio "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SZv0kN8A0dI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xYh5s-NUdB8/s1600-h/meme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304101889212731858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SZv0kN8A0dI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xYh5s-NUdB8/s320/meme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um desafio que me foi enviado por : " Pedaços de uma vida " &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As regras são:&lt;br /&gt;Você diz 9 coisas aleatórias a seu respeito, não importando a relevãncia.Tenho de ter 6 verdades e 3 mentiras.&lt;br /&gt;Quem receber o meme, deverá postar 3 mentiras do blogueiro que lhe passou o Meme, neste caso tenho de descobrir quais as mentiras de " Pedaços de uma vida " .&lt;br /&gt;O blogueiro poderá ou não revelar se acertou!;)&lt;br /&gt;Cá vão as minhas verdades e mentiras:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Não gosto de doces &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Adoro perfumes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Adoro flores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Sou mãe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Adoro praia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Fumadora &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Mulher apaixonada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Morena&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Romantica&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mentiras de " Pedaços de uma vida "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Fotografia é uma paixão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Em paris ia caindo do cimo do Montparnass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Detesto morangos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Passo este desafio a :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Pelos Caminhos Da Vida &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- In My Mind &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Cris Ribi In A Trance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Moonwisher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Simplesmente Amor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- MR Nobody&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Pensamentos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Carlos Barros&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Divirtam-se beijosss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-1343441631266020132?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/1343441631266020132/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/02/desafio.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/1343441631266020132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/1343441631266020132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/02/desafio.html' title='&quot; Desafio &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SZv0kN8A0dI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xYh5s-NUdB8/s72-c/meme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-4646196146401993127</id><published>2009-02-14T09:32:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T15:05:50.097+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Declaração De S. Valentim "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SZaFnKmVQ8I/AAAAAAAAAGA/vwAPIvWBH_M/s1600-h/dinnertop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302572519181861826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SZaFnKmVQ8I/AAAAAAAAAGA/vwAPIvWBH_M/s320/dinnertop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gostaria simplesmente &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De te convidar para jantar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um bonito jantar a dois &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um jantar romantico&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu a tua linda princesa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tu o meu principe encantado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Disfrutar deste instante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deste momento magico&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desta mesa linda..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poder tocar-te..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poder olhar-te..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beijar-te..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E mais uma vez &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dizer-te que te AMO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas como tu sabes é impossivél&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas não serà por isso &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que a minha pena de caneta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deixarà de escrever hoje, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não , pelo contràrio,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ela diz que eu, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estou verdadeiramente apaixonada,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Por um homem que é alguém de extraordinario&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Por um homem que me torna feliz &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um homem que me compreende&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um homem que me faz bem &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um homem que eu AMO de verdade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um homem a quem eu dou a minha vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ela diz que eu , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quero ser a mulher da tua vida &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Para todo o sempre ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Com todo o AMOR e CARINHO &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que sinto por ti " Minha Vida "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desejo-te um bom dia de S. VALENTIM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SZaB2zGwAWI/AAAAAAAAAFw/mX-u9syf410/s1600-h/dinnerhearts.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302568389706776930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 38px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 37px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SZaB2zGwAWI/AAAAAAAAAFw/mX-u9syf410/s200/dinnerhearts.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AMO - TE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-4646196146401993127?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/4646196146401993127/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/02/declaracao-de-s-valentim.html#comment-form' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/4646196146401993127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/4646196146401993127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/02/declaracao-de-s-valentim.html' title='&quot; Declaração De S. Valentim &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SZaFnKmVQ8I/AAAAAAAAAGA/vwAPIvWBH_M/s72-c/dinnertop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-2844305278102546714</id><published>2009-02-08T15:03:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T16:28:01.308+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" A Primavera Da Vida "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SY74k5sMZJI/AAAAAAAAAEw/xstTDFgDgKU/s1600-h/c999d4ede665abcdb755866f268ccb8c_web+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300447124306814098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SY74k5sMZJI/AAAAAAAAAEw/xstTDFgDgKU/s320/c999d4ede665abcdb755866f268ccb8c_web+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;div&gt;A primavera da vida..&lt;br /&gt;Não é quando temos 18 anos&lt;br /&gt;E não sabemos nada de nada&lt;br /&gt;E pensamos que sabemos tudo;&lt;br /&gt;Quando pensamos&lt;br /&gt;Que nossas dores de amor&lt;br /&gt;Serão eternas...&lt;br /&gt;A primavera da vida..&lt;br /&gt;Chega quando nos sentimos&lt;br /&gt;Prontos para nascer&lt;br /&gt;Para as coisas boas e belas&lt;br /&gt;Que a vida nos oferece;&lt;br /&gt;Quando nos sentimos bem conosco mesmos&lt;br /&gt;E podemos nos olhar no espelho e dizer:&lt;br /&gt;Agora sei o que quero,&lt;br /&gt;Sei do que preciso&lt;br /&gt;E sei o que vou buscar;&lt;br /&gt;Não tenho medo de errar.&lt;br /&gt;A primavera da vida ..&lt;br /&gt;Chega quando olhamos para trás&lt;br /&gt;Sem ressentimentos,&lt;br /&gt;Sem arrependimentos&lt;br /&gt;E para o futuro com o brilho nos olhos&lt;br /&gt;De quem já descobriu&lt;br /&gt;Que dores não são eternas&lt;br /&gt;E alegrias também não,&lt;br /&gt;Mas que a gente vive&lt;br /&gt;E sobrevive apesar de tudo.&lt;br /&gt;É quando nos descobrimos&lt;br /&gt;Que nunca é tarde demais&lt;br /&gt;Pra recomeçar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amo-te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-2844305278102546714?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/2844305278102546714/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/02/primavera-da-vida.html#comment-form' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/2844305278102546714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/2844305278102546714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/02/primavera-da-vida.html' title='&quot; A Primavera Da Vida &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SY74k5sMZJI/AAAAAAAAAEw/xstTDFgDgKU/s72-c/c999d4ede665abcdb755866f268ccb8c_web+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-2885082394740269941</id><published>2009-02-06T19:22:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T19:56:54.396+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Ninguém Como Tu "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SYyGqC5eUAI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ptcVUjXQy7E/s1600-h/0003.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299758918398791682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SYyGqC5eUAI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ptcVUjXQy7E/s320/0003.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca ninguém&lt;br /&gt;Me tocou assim,&lt;br /&gt;Tão fundo na alma,&lt;br /&gt;Com tanta doçura,&lt;br /&gt;Com tanta ternura&lt;br /&gt;E com tanta calma...&lt;br /&gt;Nunca...&lt;br /&gt;Nunca ninguém&lt;br /&gt;Me amou assim,&lt;br /&gt;Sem refletir,&lt;br /&gt;Se entregando totalmente...&lt;br /&gt;Nunca,&lt;br /&gt;Nunca, meu amor,&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém me tocando a pele,&lt;br /&gt;E o corpo&lt;br /&gt;Me fez sentir&lt;br /&gt;O que sinto por ti.&lt;br /&gt;Esse desejo,&lt;br /&gt;E essa vontade de te ver,&lt;br /&gt;De te ter,&lt;br /&gt;De me entregar&lt;br /&gt;Sem limites...&lt;br /&gt;Nunca!..&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém me fez tanto sonhar...&lt;br /&gt;Nunca ninguém me fez tanto amar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E viver...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como tu hoje.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amo-te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-2885082394740269941?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/2885082394740269941/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/02/ninguem-como-tu.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/2885082394740269941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/2885082394740269941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/02/ninguem-como-tu.html' title='&quot; Ninguém Como Tu &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SYyGqC5eUAI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ptcVUjXQy7E/s72-c/0003.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-7346025465537851163</id><published>2009-02-03T22:03:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T22:27:39.060+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Um Conto De Fada "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SYi1PZ7bknI/AAAAAAAAAEA/dxJdhuuqwt0/s1600-h/36.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298684237864211058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SYi1PZ7bknI/AAAAAAAAAEA/dxJdhuuqwt0/s320/36.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu sou bem &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uma princesa encantada&lt;br /&gt;Que um príncipe veio beijar&lt;br /&gt;E nos meus contos de fada&lt;br /&gt;O que era vazio,&lt;br /&gt;O que era nada&lt;br /&gt;Em sonhos se transformou&lt;br /&gt;E minhas lágrimas&lt;br /&gt;Tornaram-se risos,&lt;br /&gt;Conheci paraísos&lt;br /&gt;Nas promessas de quem me amou.&lt;br /&gt;E agora&lt;br /&gt;Vivo nesse mundo encantado&lt;br /&gt;Com um príncipe,&lt;br /&gt;Por mim tanto amado,&lt;br /&gt;Onde o amor supera a dor,&lt;br /&gt;Onde tudo se transforma em flor,&lt;br /&gt;Tenho um coração apaixonado,&lt;br /&gt;Que só vive de alegria,&lt;br /&gt;Que vive em nostalgia,&lt;br /&gt;Acreditando que ainda é possível,&lt;br /&gt;Viver mil e uma noites de Amor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Amo-te&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beijo doce&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-7346025465537851163?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/7346025465537851163/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/02/um-conto-de-fada.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/7346025465537851163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/7346025465537851163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/02/um-conto-de-fada.html' title='&quot; Um Conto De Fada &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SYi1PZ7bknI/AAAAAAAAAEA/dxJdhuuqwt0/s72-c/36.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-5496518425285186537</id><published>2009-02-01T15:59:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T16:14:05.249+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Encontrei "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SYW6-OUQQaI/AAAAAAAAADw/z_rR_NPRxL8/s1600-h/rosa+vermelha.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297846114828960162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SYW6-OUQQaI/AAAAAAAAADw/z_rR_NPRxL8/s320/rosa+vermelha.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nas pétalas da uma rosa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E o meu amor descobri,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E vi na flor a minha vida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roubei- lhe um beijo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Voei rápido e ligeira,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guardando este beijo cheio de Amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tão grande emoção eu senti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Da rosa, roubei a beleza,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Das estrelas o brilho,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do amanhecer a grandeza,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dos grandes campos o trilho...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ai,meu Amor!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que em sonhos te acho!..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Todo meu ser se incendeia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prossigo na noite,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me transformo em candeia!...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sou um riacho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De águas correntes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me perco e me acho,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me sinto carente!...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E aí o meu peito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se incha e se inflama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E num leve trejeito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me acendo em tua chama,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sou tua mulher,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sou leve e sou flama!...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E passeio nesse sonho,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Encontrando em ti,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um aconchego, um mundo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Onde, enfim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me sinta segura,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Onde, enfim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um pouco mais pura,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Achada em ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu me ache a mim , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na Magia Deste Amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beijo doce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-5496518425285186537?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/5496518425285186537/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/02/encontrei.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/5496518425285186537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/5496518425285186537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/02/encontrei.html' title='&quot; Encontrei &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SYW6-OUQQaI/AAAAAAAAADw/z_rR_NPRxL8/s72-c/rosa+vermelha.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-4595861687836655168</id><published>2009-01-31T13:07:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T13:16:52.572+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Minha Dor "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SYRAINsBBGI/AAAAAAAAADg/jdI1TWBU9Nk/s1600-h/I+love+you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297429571551954018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SYRAINsBBGI/AAAAAAAAADg/jdI1TWBU9Nk/s320/I+love+you.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me dói o coração&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tanta indiferença&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na tua ausência.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É como o fogo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Queimando a pele&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como a espada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cortando a alma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De uma dor fina e aguda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que não termina nunca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;São sobras de amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que possuo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sobras de ti,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do teu tempo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E do teu mundo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E eu erro nas horas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E me pergunto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O que devo fazer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E digo-me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que não há nada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais estranho,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais bonito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E mais ridículo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que o coração&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De uma mulher apaixonada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;..AMO-TE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-4595861687836655168?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/4595861687836655168/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/01/minha-dor.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/4595861687836655168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/4595861687836655168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/01/minha-dor.html' title='&quot; Minha Dor &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SYRAINsBBGI/AAAAAAAAADg/jdI1TWBU9Nk/s72-c/I+love+you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-6987936922780344399</id><published>2009-01-30T17:20:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T17:40:20.932+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" O Vazio "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SYMrx1VykfI/AAAAAAAAADQ/syWeSaZa13Y/s1600-h/0150+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297125721849893362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SYMrx1VykfI/AAAAAAAAADQ/syWeSaZa13Y/s320/0150+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vazio é qualquer espaço sem ti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vazio é o coração apertado, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vazio é uma música lenta e o rosto molhado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vazio é não ter rima no verso na hora da solidão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vazio é o verde da espera, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vazio é cada momento que tu não vens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vazio é sentir saudade, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vazio é sentir insônia, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vazio é lembrar do passado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vazio é qualquer coisa sem ti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O vazio é o mundo inteiro &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se tu estás longe de mim. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beijo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-6987936922780344399?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/6987936922780344399/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/01/vazio-e-qualquer-espaco-sem-ti.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/6987936922780344399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/6987936922780344399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/01/vazio-e-qualquer-espaco-sem-ti.html' title='&quot; O Vazio &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SYMrx1VykfI/AAAAAAAAADQ/syWeSaZa13Y/s72-c/0150+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-6598305739909579553</id><published>2009-01-29T22:04:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T23:24:40.374+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Chegada De Uma Estrela "</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SYImxb4DJYI/AAAAAAAAADI/6-ZXMOd5Z0E/s1600-h/0125.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296838742479414658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SYImxb4DJYI/AAAAAAAAADI/6-ZXMOd5Z0E/s320/0125.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SYIl4Z_H7RI/AAAAAAAAADA/ZYKCjKDv7Y4/s1600-h/0125.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SYIebPhs_0I/AAAAAAAAACw/cBnK1lYl2pM/s1600-h/0282.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Queria eu&lt;br /&gt;Ser uma estrela...&lt;br /&gt;E te acordar&lt;br /&gt;No meio da madrugada&lt;br /&gt;Com meu brilho.&lt;br /&gt;Eu te deixaria lúcido,&lt;br /&gt;Te envolveria&lt;br /&gt;Com minha luz&lt;br /&gt;E te faria&lt;br /&gt;Seguir o meu trilho.&lt;br /&gt;Te abraçaria&lt;br /&gt;Em lugar deserto&lt;br /&gt;E te amaria tanto&lt;br /&gt;E tu , por certo,&lt;br /&gt;Já não irias querer&lt;br /&gt;Voltar pra casa.&lt;br /&gt;Mas,&lt;br /&gt;A luz do sol chegando,&lt;br /&gt;Eu iria embora&lt;br /&gt;Para sonhar&lt;br /&gt;Com meus doces momentos.&lt;br /&gt;E te deixaria assim,&lt;br /&gt;De tal modo amado&lt;br /&gt;Que cada dia,&lt;br /&gt;Tu esperarias&lt;br /&gt;Ansiosamente&lt;br /&gt;A chegada da madrugada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beijo doce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-6598305739909579553?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/6598305739909579553/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/01/chegada-de-uma-estrela.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/6598305739909579553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/6598305739909579553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/01/chegada-de-uma-estrela.html' title='&quot; Chegada De Uma Estrela &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SYImxb4DJYI/AAAAAAAAADI/6-ZXMOd5Z0E/s72-c/0125.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-6148875968799603494</id><published>2009-01-28T21:56:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T21:57:16.352+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Mistério Da Vida "</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SYDKkyJ5ieI/AAAAAAAAACg/MdjXhKOGKkE/s1600-h/miss.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296455895075097058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SYDKkyJ5ieI/AAAAAAAAACg/MdjXhKOGKkE/s320/miss.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Há um mistério..&lt;br /&gt;No centro de toda a vida.&lt;br /&gt;Há algo de sério,&lt;br /&gt;Em palavras jogadas,&lt;br /&gt;No meu coração palpitando.&lt;br /&gt;Há muita paixão&lt;br /&gt;Ardendo em meu peito!&lt;br /&gt;Não sei se tem jeito,&lt;br /&gt;Desse amor se acalmar!&lt;br /&gt;Vejo-te em toda parte&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-te de todas as formas,&lt;br /&gt;Te pressinto,&lt;br /&gt;Te penso,&lt;br /&gt;E sei quando tu chegas!&lt;br /&gt;E meu coração que dispara!&lt;br /&gt;Vai rasgando no peito,&lt;br /&gt;Vai saindo sem jeito&lt;br /&gt;Procurando-te encontrar.&lt;br /&gt;E tu,&lt;br /&gt;Não podes saber,&lt;br /&gt;O bem que tens feito para mim&lt;br /&gt;E o quanto&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Ama o teu.&lt;br /&gt;Mistério da vida...&lt;br /&gt;Que não quero&lt;br /&gt;E nem preciso compreender.&lt;br /&gt;Me bastas tu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Simplesmente tu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esta rosa significa ...O que tu já sabes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beijo doce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-6148875968799603494?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/6148875968799603494/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/01/misterio-da-vida.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/6148875968799603494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/6148875968799603494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/01/misterio-da-vida.html' title='&quot; Mistério Da Vida &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SYDKkyJ5ieI/AAAAAAAAACg/MdjXhKOGKkE/s72-c/miss.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-6107084271424755462</id><published>2009-01-21T21:24:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T22:23:43.779+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Lençois De Cetin "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SXeH5oXco5I/AAAAAAAAACQ/qw1TchzH-_A/s1600-h/Len%C3%A7%C3%B5es+de+cetin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293849311155364754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SXeH5oXco5I/AAAAAAAAACQ/qw1TchzH-_A/s320/Len%C3%A7%C3%B5es+de+cetin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seduz-me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sem entremeios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Indecisões ou receios.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tras - me flores..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oferece - me estrelas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Colhidas especialmente &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pra mim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seduz-me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Corre o mundo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inventa uma canção,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Faz - me versos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que falem de paixão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brinca comigo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Faz - me rir,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toca - me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sem me tocar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surpreende - me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E prende - me a ti!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fala - me de ti &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Da tua vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Olha - me nos olhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E faz - me sentir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um ser especial..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seduz-me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fala - me de amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E de paraíso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vem com beijos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vinho tinto &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E luz de velas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se for preciso..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pega - me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em teus braços&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E eu te juro,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que se tu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chegares assim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não vou conseguir resistir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aos Lençois De Cetin..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beijo doce &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-6107084271424755462?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/6107084271424755462/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/01/lenes-de-cetin.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/6107084271424755462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/6107084271424755462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/01/lenes-de-cetin.html' title='&quot; Lençois De Cetin &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SXeH5oXco5I/AAAAAAAAACQ/qw1TchzH-_A/s72-c/Len%C3%A7%C3%B5es+de+cetin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-4138314588944960038</id><published>2009-01-20T00:20:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T00:51:23.040+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" O Teu Toque No Meu Coração "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SXUPkb8tE-I/AAAAAAAAACI/pxmXuql6trg/s1600-h/sedu%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293154055695963106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SXUPkb8tE-I/AAAAAAAAACI/pxmXuql6trg/s320/sedu%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu gostaria de ser aquela ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que poderia transformar a tua vida. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ser aquela ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que poderia tirar de ti &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Para sempre dos braços da solidão , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porque tu !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu nem sei como.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E nem me lembro o momento ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tocas - te o meu coração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu te mostraria , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que há outras coisas além da vida de todos os dias , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dos problemas e do trabalho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poderia ser a tua princesa , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tua rainha , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tua amiga , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tua amada , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tua amante &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ou simplesmente ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tua mulher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não possuo dons especiais ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E a minha varinha de condão é tão invisível &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E intocável quanto o amor que possuo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas meu coração ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quente poderia aquecer a tua vida &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E meu olhar poderia te cobrir de ternura. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Diz - me somente uma palavra &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E eu vou correndo , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Até junto a ti &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abraço - te &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beijo - te &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sem nunca mais parar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sem querer nunca mais parar .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tudo isto porque tu &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Com o teu jeito diferente me fizes - te &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sentir mais viva quando tocas - te o meu coração...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..AMO -TE..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-4138314588944960038?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/4138314588944960038/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/01/voc-tocou-meu-corao.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/4138314588944960038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/4138314588944960038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/01/voc-tocou-meu-corao.html' title='&quot; O Teu Toque No Meu Coração &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SXUPkb8tE-I/AAAAAAAAACI/pxmXuql6trg/s72-c/sedu%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-5870914560457746900</id><published>2009-01-17T14:15:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T14:34:46.774+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Quero - te Amar "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SXHd206sIgI/AAAAAAAAAB4/0ikylweXRBs/s1600-h/Pix%C3%A3o+e+sedu%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292254971124523522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SXHd206sIgI/AAAAAAAAAB4/0ikylweXRBs/s320/Pix%C3%A3o+e+sedu%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quero sentir as tuas mãos&lt;br /&gt;A ternura da tua paixão&lt;br /&gt;A loucura dos teus beijos&lt;br /&gt;Os momentos de desejos&lt;br /&gt;Do teu toque alucinante&lt;br /&gt;Desenhando curvas&lt;br /&gt;No meu corpo desfolhado&lt;br /&gt;Desguarnecido&lt;br /&gt;Quero de novo sentir o calor da tua alma&lt;br /&gt;O aroma do teu corpo&lt;br /&gt;A sensualidade de quem ama&lt;br /&gt;Saborear o mel da tua boca&lt;br /&gt;O néctar da tua pele&lt;br /&gt;A fragrância do teu ser&lt;br /&gt;Modelar o meu corpo no teu&lt;br /&gt;Esculpido em pedra de amor&lt;br /&gt;Melodiosa cantiga&lt;br /&gt;Letra do teu coração&lt;br /&gt;Apagar a chama da paixão&lt;br /&gt;No êxtase de delírios&lt;br /&gt;Respiração ofegante&lt;br /&gt;Um traço de prazer&lt;br /&gt;E nas trevas do amor&lt;br /&gt;Gritar aos Deuses&lt;br /&gt;Num relâmpago dos céus&lt;br /&gt;Que nos teus braços&lt;br /&gt;Quero morrer de prazer…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Conto os dias e as horas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não da para pensar em outra coisa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estou mortinha para estar contigo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Simplesmente &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amo -te .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beijo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-5870914560457746900?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/5870914560457746900/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/01/quero-te-amar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/5870914560457746900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/5870914560457746900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/01/quero-te-amar.html' title='&quot; Quero - te Amar &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SXHd206sIgI/AAAAAAAAAB4/0ikylweXRBs/s72-c/Pix%C3%A3o+e+sedu%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-7405505801862199642</id><published>2009-01-11T14:47:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T15:18:40.118+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Voar  "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SWn_mXxGfVI/AAAAAAAAABw/acujp3PiAEE/s1600-h/voar.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290040272003431762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SWn_mXxGfVI/AAAAAAAAABw/acujp3PiAEE/s320/voar.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No silêncio da noite&lt;br /&gt;Dispo a alma do sonho&lt;br /&gt;Danço na solidão&lt;br /&gt;Sem ritmo no coração&lt;br /&gt;Vou planando&lt;br /&gt;Nesta minha solidão&lt;br /&gt;As lágrimas vão caindo&lt;br /&gt;Numa valsa de chuva&lt;br /&gt;Nesta noite sem lua&lt;br /&gt;Escura sem sensações&lt;br /&gt;Esqueço a razão&lt;br /&gt;Desta minha solidão&lt;br /&gt;No céu negro&lt;br /&gt;De asas abertas vou voar&lt;br /&gt;Até os teus braços encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Dispo a alma do sonho&lt;br /&gt;A solidão que me apoquenta&lt;br /&gt;Renascer em paz&lt;br /&gt;Com a força da natureza sou capaz&lt;br /&gt;As nuvens deixam de chorar&lt;br /&gt;A lua volta a brilhar&lt;br /&gt;As estrelas vão resplandecer&lt;br /&gt;E nos teus braços vou pousar&lt;br /&gt;Os teus lábios beijar&lt;br /&gt;Sem nunca mais te inventar… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-7405505801862199642?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/7405505801862199642/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/01/voar.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/7405505801862199642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/7405505801862199642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/01/voar.html' title='&quot; Voar  &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SWn_mXxGfVI/AAAAAAAAABw/acujp3PiAEE/s72-c/voar.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-985861784320103930</id><published>2009-01-09T15:22:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T16:26:54.730+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Segredos e Sonhos "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SWdnGoAm0HI/AAAAAAAAABo/utEe9SXmAVk/s1600-h/sonhar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289309650886774898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SWdnGoAm0HI/AAAAAAAAABo/utEe9SXmAVk/s320/sonhar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cada vez que apareces , a minha alma ilumina-se. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonta..Eu sei que sou uma tonta..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas o amor é assim... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Devia era estar concentrada noutras coisas , em coisas mais importantes , dizem eles , e deixar os sonhos e as fantasias para a noite , para o conforto e refúgio dos lençóis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Será que sabes que ainda te sinto aqui , ao pé de mim , mesmo estando tu tão distante..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Será que dás conta que apesar de o passado ir contra as minhas expectativas , ainda tenho esperanças num futuro que nos sorria..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Farás ideia que ainda és o protagonista de muitos dos meus sonhos ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E que nos meus sonhos , abraças-me como da última vez e os teus braços ficam presos a mim eternamente..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tens consciência que sempre que ouço a tua voz , mesmo distante , mesmo quando está esvaziada pelo cansaço ou sofrimento , que o meu coração dá um solavanco dentro do peito e desperta?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sabias que ainda consigo recordar cada traço da tua face e cada aroma do teu corpo de olhos fechados , como se tudo não passasse de uma recordação distante?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imaginas que ainda és importante para mim , apesar de tudo , apesar da DISTANCIA ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fazes ideia que ainda tenho a esperança de te voltar a chamar MINHA VIDA?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não , não fazes , bem não sei ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porque a indiferença está espelhada no teu sorriso , e eu não posso passar a vida a alimentar sentenças de morte. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sim , porque o amor , este amor e qualquer outro amor , é uma sentença de morte súbita e lenta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Por isso vou guardar todos estes desvaneios que me assolam e seguir em frente , com um sorriso na face e um brilho no olhar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E vou deixar a recordação da tua imagem para a noite , quando puder chorar desalmadamente abraçada a uma almofada , imaginando que tudo não passou de um pesadelo e tu ainda estás junto a mim. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E que afinal ainda muito temos para viver os dois juntos..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afinal , os lençóis são um refúgio , e cada lágrima é um segredo que não quero que descubras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Por isso digo - te ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Até jà , Minha Vida .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-985861784320103930?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/985861784320103930/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/01/segredos-sonhos.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/985861784320103930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/985861784320103930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/01/segredos-sonhos.html' title='&quot; Segredos e Sonhos &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SWdnGoAm0HI/AAAAAAAAABo/utEe9SXmAVk/s72-c/sonhar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-2942942294016410033</id><published>2009-01-06T22:32:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T13:36:12.487+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Minha Vida "</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Entre um pensamento e uma fábula ,&lt;br /&gt;Não te digo , nestes dias em que estàs ausente ,&lt;br /&gt;O amor que sinto por ti…&lt;br /&gt;Não te digo ,&lt;br /&gt;As palavras doces e meigas&lt;br /&gt;Que o teu coração quer ouvir…&lt;br /&gt;Percorro alucinado as curvas&lt;br /&gt;Do teu corpo desnudado com carinho&lt;br /&gt;Embalada pela música inspiradora&lt;br /&gt;De uma televisão que canta sozinha…&lt;br /&gt;Debaixo dos lençóis&lt;br /&gt;Brancos de amor e paz&lt;br /&gt;Não te digo ,&lt;br /&gt;Sussurro de amor e ternura ,&lt;br /&gt;Afogo o meu corpo&lt;br /&gt;Nas loucuras do nosso amor&lt;br /&gt;Segredos guardados pelo nosso ninho…&lt;br /&gt;Não te digo ,&lt;br /&gt;Que te amo de coração&lt;br /&gt;Não percebo qual a razão&lt;br /&gt;Os meus lábios sorrirem de alegria&lt;br /&gt;Quando beijo os teus lábios&lt;br /&gt;Quentes e joviais&lt;br /&gt;Com amor e emoção&lt;br /&gt;Eu e tu&lt;br /&gt;Sedentos de paixão…&lt;br /&gt;Não te digo ,&lt;br /&gt;No calor da paixão&lt;br /&gt;O quanto te adoro de coração&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo quando sorris&lt;br /&gt;Vejo o arco-íris&lt;br /&gt;Multicores de amor e paixão…&lt;br /&gt;Não te digo ,&lt;br /&gt;O que me vai no coração&lt;br /&gt;E mesmo sem contigo dormir&lt;br /&gt;Sonho em alucinação&lt;br /&gt;Deixo a razão me seduzir&lt;br /&gt;Entre pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;De céu azul celeste&lt;br /&gt;Grito em silêncio&lt;br /&gt;Com uma aprazível paixão&lt;br /&gt;Ao sabor da brisa&lt;br /&gt;Que te amo de coração…&lt;br /&gt;Não te digo ,&lt;br /&gt;Porque entre o anoitecer&lt;br /&gt;E o sol nascer&lt;br /&gt;Lês-me os pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;A minha alma transparente&lt;br /&gt;O palpitar do meu coração&lt;br /&gt;A balada do meu sonhar&lt;br /&gt;As palavras escondidas&lt;br /&gt;No recanto da minha alma&lt;br /&gt;Porque eu…&lt;br /&gt;Não te digo…&lt;br /&gt;… Mas Tu Sabes…&lt;br /&gt;Que não é utopia ,&lt;br /&gt;O quanto eu gosto de ti…&lt;br /&gt;Minha Vida..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beijo doce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-2942942294016410033?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/2942942294016410033/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/01/minha-vida.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/2942942294016410033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/2942942294016410033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/01/minha-vida.html' title='&quot; Minha Vida &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-4556512819986322888</id><published>2009-01-01T14:46:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T13:32:58.132+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Na Busca Do Amor "</title><content type='html'>Queria fechar meus olhos ,&lt;br /&gt;E pelas nuvens caminhar…&lt;br /&gt;Sem medo das verdades ,&lt;br /&gt;Seguir a direcção do vento…&lt;br /&gt;Vivendo na autenticidade ,&lt;br /&gt;Sem nada esconder ,&lt;br /&gt;Na busca do amor…&lt;br /&gt;Seguindo apenas o meu coração ,&lt;br /&gt;Segurando as mãos da paixão ,&lt;br /&gt;Fechar os olhos e voar ,&lt;br /&gt;Voar até ti e parar ,&lt;br /&gt;Os teus lábios de cereja e beijar…&lt;br /&gt;E na autenticidade do amor ,&lt;br /&gt;Ao teu lado ,&lt;br /&gt;Sobre as nuvens caminhar…&lt;br /&gt;Voar no infinito dos céus ,&lt;br /&gt;Sentir a brisa do teu perfume ,&lt;br /&gt;A orientar-me para te amar…&lt;br /&gt;Navegar pela galáxia ,&lt;br /&gt;Deixar o tempo a andar ,&lt;br /&gt;Aconchegando-me ao teu coração ,&lt;br /&gt;Viver o momento com a intensidade ,&lt;br /&gt;De um amor permanente…&lt;br /&gt;Esquecer a razão da mente ,&lt;br /&gt;E vive esta paixão…&lt;br /&gt;No feitiço da emoção…&lt;br /&gt;Existir como eu própria sou,&lt;br /&gt;Voar  e viajar ,&lt;br /&gt;Continuar a sonhar&lt;br /&gt;E viver para te amar…&lt;br /&gt;Minha Vida!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-4556512819986322888?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/4556512819986322888/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/01/na-busca-do-amor.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/4556512819986322888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/4556512819986322888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2009/01/na-busca-do-amor.html' title='&quot; Na Busca Do Amor &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-9219382481780451671</id><published>2008-12-30T19:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T20:05:27.305+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Feliz Ano Novo "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SVpwu_rMqII/AAAAAAAAAAw/zcxF8pk3AI0/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285661065341610114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SVpwu_rMqII/AAAAAAAAAAw/zcxF8pk3AI0/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Feliz Ano Novo ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que com as doze badalas , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A magia do novo Ano entre em cada um de nos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desejo-vos tudo de bom ,&lt;br /&gt;Nunca desistam dos vossos sonhos por mais difíceis que parecem , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perante os obstáculos..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O que desejo para 2009...muita FELICIDADE , muito AMOR....muitos SORRISOS....realização de certos sonhos....meus .&lt;br /&gt;Desejo Paz , Alegria....menos pobreza....mais amizade e amor..... MUITAsaúde...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desejo-vos tudo de bom que a vida vos pode dar...e lembrem-se todos estamos nesta grande viagem que é a vida , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aproveitem-na ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não percam tempo com pequenos desentendimentos , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Com bobagens...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E se amam e são amados o vivam intensamente...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O resto são pormenores....&lt;br /&gt;Feliz Ano Novo 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-9219382481780451671?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/9219382481780451671/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/feliz-ano-novo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/9219382481780451671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/9219382481780451671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/feliz-ano-novo.html' title='&quot; Feliz Ano Novo &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SVpwu_rMqII/AAAAAAAAAAw/zcxF8pk3AI0/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-392382368343232508</id><published>2008-12-28T14:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T15:07:40.749+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Caminhando Pelo Amor "</title><content type='html'>Sinto que fazes parte de mim !&lt;br /&gt;O som do teu olhar&lt;br /&gt;Faz-me desejar ficar perto de ti ,&lt;br /&gt;Para o ouvir cantar .&lt;br /&gt;O brilho do teu sorriso ,&lt;br /&gt;Consegue-me encantar.&lt;br /&gt;O teu corpo é doce ,&lt;br /&gt;Sabes que o desejo .&lt;br /&gt;Nada nem ninguém é igual ao que eu em ti vejo .&lt;br /&gt;Entre abraços e beijos&lt;br /&gt;Nos perdemos pelas nuvens ,&lt;br /&gt;Procurando o amor.&lt;br /&gt;Estou à tua espera , e tu vens .&lt;br /&gt;Vens tocar-me ,&lt;br /&gt;Vens envolver-me.&lt;br /&gt;Nesta imensidão de céu&lt;br /&gt;Voamos por entre segredos e amor ,&lt;br /&gt;Voamos por entre carícias e toques ,&lt;br /&gt;E assim , vivemos esta paixão .&lt;br /&gt;Feita de um feitiço replecto de emoção .&lt;br /&gt;Por fim , acabo por te dizer&lt;br /&gt;O quanto tu és importante para mim ,&lt;br /&gt;Que me complestas-te&lt;br /&gt;E sim ,&lt;br /&gt;Fizes-te me dizer  a palavra mágica :&lt;br /&gt;AMO-TE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Dedico simplesmente a ti meu Amor )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-392382368343232508?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/392382368343232508/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/caminhando-pelo-amor.html#comment-form' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/392382368343232508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/392382368343232508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/caminhando-pelo-amor.html' title='&quot; Caminhando Pelo Amor &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-5162772558387242873</id><published>2008-12-23T21:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:14:13.947+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Minha Paixão "</title><content type='html'>Toco-te ,&lt;br /&gt;Suavemente…&lt;br /&gt;Beijo-te ,&lt;br /&gt;No precipício da paixão…&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te como ontem…&lt;br /&gt;Quero-te...&lt;br /&gt;Desejo-te ainda mais...&lt;br /&gt;No desequilíbrio ténue da razão…&lt;br /&gt;A tua voz seduz-me…&lt;br /&gt;Na chama da paixão ,&lt;br /&gt;As tuas mãos ,&lt;br /&gt;Modulam-me o corpo…&lt;br /&gt;Arrepio-me ,&lt;br /&gt;De pensar em  teus beijos húmidos de paixão…&lt;br /&gt;Inspiras-me ,&lt;br /&gt;Em versos de amor ,&lt;br /&gt;Finjo em ser poeta ,&lt;br /&gt;Na fronteira da paixão…&lt;br /&gt;Olho-te..&lt;br /&gt;Observo-te..&lt;br /&gt;Com paixão ,&lt;br /&gt;Lindo sonhador...&lt;br /&gt;Submissa á natureza ,&lt;br /&gt;Deslumbrante da  paixão…     &lt;br /&gt;Desliza-me ,&lt;br /&gt;Uma lágrima salgada ,&lt;br /&gt;No meu rosto ,&lt;br /&gt;De paixão…&lt;br /&gt;Esvaia-se-me o coração ,&lt;br /&gt;Netas de poesia ,&lt;br /&gt;De linhas imaginarias ,&lt;br /&gt;A pensar ti…&lt;br /&gt;Vou dançando ,&lt;br /&gt;Nas asas do vento ,&lt;br /&gt;Entre sonhos e fantasias ,&lt;br /&gt;Numa insanidade de amor ,&lt;br /&gt;No limite do fogo ardente ,&lt;br /&gt;Desejo-te ,&lt;br /&gt;Quero-te,&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te com paixão…&lt;br /&gt;Como nunca amei .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-5162772558387242873?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/5162772558387242873/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/minha-paixo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/5162772558387242873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/5162772558387242873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/minha-paixo.html' title='&quot; Minha Paixão &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-7673757578350880866</id><published>2008-12-21T14:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T14:50:59.399+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Simplesmente Tu.."</title><content type='html'>Houve um tempo..&lt;br /&gt;Houve um lugar..&lt;br /&gt;Houve uma hora..&lt;br /&gt;Houve um instante para te amar…&lt;br /&gt;Pedi-te uma palavra meiga ,&lt;br /&gt;Deste-me a alma .&lt;br /&gt;Pedi-te um abraço ,&lt;br /&gt;Deste-me carinho .&lt;br /&gt;Pedi-te compreensão ,&lt;br /&gt;Deste-me o coração .&lt;br /&gt;Pedi-te conforto ,&lt;br /&gt;Deste-me um abraço .&lt;br /&gt;Pedi-te um desejo ,&lt;br /&gt;Deste-me um beijo .&lt;br /&gt;Pedi-te perdão ,&lt;br /&gt;Deste-me paixão…&lt;br /&gt;E nesse lugar ,&lt;br /&gt;Lugar sem tempo ,&lt;br /&gt;No momento sem lugar ,&lt;br /&gt;Esse ser fantástico ,&lt;br /&gt;Que não eu ,&lt;br /&gt;Mas tu ,&lt;br /&gt;Sim tu !&lt;br /&gt;Nasces-te ,&lt;br /&gt;No meu coração ,&lt;br /&gt;E para o sempre o vou recordar…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-7673757578350880866?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/7673757578350880866/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/simplesmente-tu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/7673757578350880866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/7673757578350880866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/simplesmente-tu.html' title='&quot; Simplesmente Tu..&quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-4996619427491108423</id><published>2008-12-12T20:57:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T13:30:43.453+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Eu Te Adoro..Tu Sabes.. "</title><content type='html'>Terá sido o destino...&lt;br /&gt;O caprichoso destino ,&lt;br /&gt;Que te pôs no meu caminho…&lt;br /&gt;Acho que não foi por acaso ,&lt;br /&gt;Nem era preciso haver uma razão ,&lt;br /&gt;Apenas tinha que acontecer ,&lt;br /&gt;Este amor que cruzou o meu coração…&lt;br /&gt;Sei que não sou perfeita ,&lt;br /&gt;E até tenho alguns defeitos ,&lt;br /&gt;Mas o rio pode correr ,&lt;br /&gt;E as suas margens ultrapassar ,&lt;br /&gt;Que mesmo na sua turbulência ,&lt;br /&gt;Eu sempre te hei-de amar ,&lt;br /&gt;E não foi por coincidência ,&lt;br /&gt;Que cheguei até ti ,&lt;br /&gt;Leve como uma brisa..&lt;br /&gt;E por ti acarinhado ,&lt;br /&gt;Deste-me a força e a coragem...&lt;br /&gt;Ensinaste-me a crescer..&lt;br /&gt;Sou uma pessoa Feliz ,&lt;br /&gt;Por te ter conhecido ,&lt;br /&gt;Mas tu tens a paciência ,&lt;br /&gt;Um coração dourado&lt;br /&gt;E doce como o algodão…&lt;br /&gt;Eu te adoro..&lt;br /&gt;Adoro - te  de coração ,&lt;br /&gt;Tu sabes isso..&lt;br /&gt;Muitas vezes foste tu ,&lt;br /&gt;Que me estendeste a mão ,&lt;br /&gt;Quando não estava bem ,&lt;br /&gt;Dentro do meu coração ,&lt;br /&gt;Acalmaste-me a alma ,&lt;br /&gt;Com sabedoria e paixão ,&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te do fundo do coração ,&lt;br /&gt;Foste a melhor coisa ,&lt;br /&gt;Que me aconteceu ..&lt;br /&gt;Mas o mundo é pequeno ,&lt;br /&gt;Para tamanha gratidão ,&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo sem as árvores florirem ,&lt;br /&gt;E a neve não cair ,&lt;br /&gt;Que não te agradeço ,&lt;br /&gt;Tudo o que fizeste por mim..&lt;br /&gt;Eu amo-te do fundo do meu coração ,&lt;br /&gt;Nesta constelação de estrelas ,&lt;br /&gt;Na lua e no luar ,&lt;br /&gt;Só te podia mesmo amar ,&lt;br /&gt;Do fundo do meu coração…&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado a ti ..&lt;br /&gt;Minha Vida!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-4996619427491108423?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/4996619427491108423/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/eu-te-adorotu-sabes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/4996619427491108423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/4996619427491108423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/eu-te-adorotu-sabes.html' title='&quot; Eu Te Adoro..Tu Sabes.. &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-5751605079237558520</id><published>2008-12-12T20:52:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T13:29:20.772+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Sonhar Para Viver "</title><content type='html'>Caminhamos estradas infinitas ,&lt;br /&gt;Numa esfera de sonhos ,&lt;br /&gt;Trilhos e encruzilhadas ,&lt;br /&gt;Em busca de uma vida…&lt;br /&gt;Envolvidos em fantasias ,&lt;br /&gt;Esquecemos o real ,&lt;br /&gt;E com habilidade ,&lt;br /&gt;Desprezamos o universo…&lt;br /&gt;A vida não é um sonho ,&lt;br /&gt;É agreste e dolorosa…&lt;br /&gt;Sem descorar o sonho ,&lt;br /&gt;E no meio dos espinhos ,&lt;br /&gt;Encontrar uma linha ,&lt;br /&gt;Para sonhar ,&lt;br /&gt;Dia após dia,&lt;br /&gt;Viver com a razão…&lt;br /&gt;E com arte ,&lt;br /&gt;Deixar a mente divagar ,&lt;br /&gt;Intensamente com o coração…&lt;br /&gt;E neste envolvimento ,&lt;br /&gt;Sorrir… dia após dia ,&lt;br /&gt;Vivendo para sonhar ,&lt;br /&gt;Sonhando para viver…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-5751605079237558520?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/5751605079237558520/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/sonhar-para-viver.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/5751605079237558520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/5751605079237558520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/sonhar-para-viver.html' title='&quot; Sonhar Para Viver &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-375440019463829660</id><published>2008-12-12T20:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T20:52:41.549+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Desejo "</title><content type='html'>Desejo o teu colo&lt;br /&gt;E nele relaxar&lt;br /&gt;E no leito do teu colo&lt;br /&gt;Voltar a sonhar&lt;br /&gt;Sentir o calor da tua alma&lt;br /&gt;E nessa calma&lt;br /&gt;Ouvir o bater do teu coração&lt;br /&gt;E nesse aconchego -me de emoção&lt;br /&gt;Sentir o deslizar das tuas mãos&lt;br /&gt;Num acolhedor abraço&lt;br /&gt;Descansar o meu corpo morto de cansaço&lt;br /&gt;Reconhecer a tua voz&lt;br /&gt;Neste silêncio atroz&lt;br /&gt;Na suavidade do luar&lt;br /&gt;Soletra-te uma poesia&lt;br /&gt;Um poema de amar&lt;br /&gt;Ao som de uma melodia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-375440019463829660?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/375440019463829660/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/desejo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/375440019463829660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/375440019463829660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/desejo.html' title='&quot; Desejo &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-554587984619001330</id><published>2008-12-11T21:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:19:33.953+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Louca paixão "</title><content type='html'>O meu amanhecer ...&lt;br /&gt;O dia começa com o acordar ,&lt;br /&gt;Desperto-me em ti sem te ver ,&lt;br /&gt;Mas deixo-me ir ,&lt;br /&gt;Num mundo de pensamentos ,&lt;br /&gt;Na procura do teu sentir&lt;br /&gt;Escondido e distante mas presente em meu coração .&lt;br /&gt;As guerras são as noticias que a voz da radio relata é a nossa sociedade ...&lt;br /&gt;Mas so procuro a minha verdade ,&lt;br /&gt;Aquela que me mata ,&lt;br /&gt;Quando a ausencia é a faca que sangra em minha dor ...&lt;br /&gt;Quero-te ...&lt;br /&gt;Num beijo do nosso olhar ,&lt;br /&gt;Quero-te ...&lt;br /&gt;Entre o sol e o luar ,&lt;br /&gt;Tu e so tu meu AMOR ..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-554587984619001330?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/554587984619001330/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/louca-paixo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/554587984619001330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/554587984619001330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/louca-paixo.html' title='&quot; Louca paixão &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-5634015387077902458</id><published>2008-12-11T21:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:14:36.270+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Paixão e Amor "</title><content type='html'>Paixão é fogo, duradouro ou passageiro ,&lt;br /&gt;Que aquece o peito, nos inflama e satisfaz...&lt;br /&gt;Delírio d’alma, que arrebata corpo e mente ,&lt;br /&gt;Mas de ferir, de machucar, ela é capaz .&lt;br /&gt;Amor é a brisa, perfumada, matinal ,&lt;br /&gt;De um arco-íris em matizes de ternura...&lt;br /&gt;Porto seguro, nosso lume essencial ,&lt;br /&gt;Âncora e fonte de felicidade pura .&lt;br /&gt;Rola a paixão numa acção devastadora&lt;br /&gt;E o amor, premanece num encantamento...&lt;br /&gt;E se o tornado da paixão nos deixa marcas ,&lt;br /&gt;A aragem do amor alivia o sofrimento...&lt;br /&gt;Porém nem sempre a paixão leva ao amor...&lt;br /&gt;Também nem sempre o amor contém paixão...&lt;br /&gt;Mas tendem ambos a se unir ,&lt;br /&gt;Nos caminhos da sedução...&lt;br /&gt;O que mais quero é para sempre equilibrar&lt;br /&gt;Paixão e amor no mesmo rol das emoções...&lt;br /&gt;Quero do amor à tua vida me enlaçar&lt;br /&gt;E de paixão me entregar, sem restrições...&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente quero amar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-5634015387077902458?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/5634015387077902458/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/paixo-e-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/5634015387077902458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/5634015387077902458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/paixo-e-amor.html' title='&quot; Paixão e Amor &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-5586914423761286683</id><published>2008-12-11T21:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:07:58.671+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Ao teu lado "</title><content type='html'>Ao teu lado comecei...&lt;br /&gt;Construir tudo que sonhei...&lt;br /&gt;Fui navegante...&lt;br /&gt;Nas ondas da paixão&lt;br /&gt;Sempre te tendo em mente...&lt;br /&gt;Nas asas da imaginação&lt;br /&gt;Garimpei desejos&lt;br /&gt;Buscando teus beijos...&lt;br /&gt;Caminhei entre nuvens&lt;br /&gt;Em meio a vertigens...&lt;br /&gt;Desenhei teu corpo&lt;br /&gt;Em comunhão com o meu...&lt;br /&gt;Eterna descoberta entre você e eu&lt;br /&gt;Perdi o chão...&lt;br /&gt;Fui só emoção...&lt;br /&gt;Quando sem noção&lt;br /&gt;Sondava-me...&lt;br /&gt;Encantava-me&lt;br /&gt;A veia saltava...&lt;br /&gt;Pois contigo me soltava&lt;br /&gt;Abria um sorriso...&lt;br /&gt;Colorido sem juízo...&lt;br /&gt;Quando aos poucos...&lt;br /&gt;Todos os segredos...&lt;br /&gt;Em meio aos folguedos&lt;br /&gt;Revelavam-se...&lt;br /&gt;E celebravam&lt;br /&gt;Matizes que refletiam&lt;br /&gt;Nossas imagens...&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Doce sensação&lt;br /&gt;Essa benção&lt;br /&gt;De corpos e mentes&lt;br /&gt;Em união...&lt;br /&gt;Venha para meu lado&lt;br /&gt;Esqueça o que houve de errado...&lt;br /&gt;Pois se houvesse pecado...&lt;br /&gt;Nessa louca magia...&lt;br /&gt;Que nos extasia...&lt;br /&gt;Nada mais teria sentido...&lt;br /&gt;Pois todo o sentido&lt;br /&gt;Vem entrelaçado...&lt;br /&gt;Vem encantado...&lt;br /&gt;Quando estou ao teu lado...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-5586914423761286683?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/5586914423761286683/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/ao-teu-lado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/5586914423761286683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/5586914423761286683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/ao-teu-lado.html' title='&quot; Ao teu lado &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-479565457887420480</id><published>2008-12-11T21:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:03:03.797+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Para ti "</title><content type='html'>Os teus...&lt;br /&gt;Os teus lábios são pérolas ,&lt;br /&gt;Uma brisa de ar fresco ,&lt;br /&gt;Medidas mais que perfeitas ,&lt;br /&gt;Para em ti me perder…&lt;br /&gt;Quando partes ,&lt;br /&gt;Para destino incerto ,&lt;br /&gt;Deixas-me o néctar ,&lt;br /&gt;O perfume do amor ,&lt;br /&gt;Um pedacinho de ti…&lt;br /&gt;Nos meus lábios que são teus ,&lt;br /&gt;Fica o aroma do amor…&lt;br /&gt;No meu peito ,&lt;br /&gt;Fica a doçura da tua voz ,&lt;br /&gt;Meiga e rouca…&lt;br /&gt;Permanece um passado imperfeito ,&lt;br /&gt;Reflectido numa luz de saudade ,&lt;br /&gt;Misturado de angústia e dor…&lt;br /&gt;Deixas-me o silêncio ,&lt;br /&gt;Furtas-me a alma ,&lt;br /&gt;Apagas-me os pensamentos,&lt;br /&gt;Rasgas-me o coração…&lt;br /&gt;Neste silêncio surdo e mudo...&lt;br /&gt;Tenho vontade de partir ,&lt;br /&gt;E na pérola dos teus lábios ,&lt;br /&gt;Voltar a me perder ,&lt;br /&gt;Nessa brisa de frescura ,&lt;br /&gt;Voltar-te a ver…&lt;br /&gt;Deixa-me voar até ti...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-479565457887420480?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/479565457887420480/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/para-ti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/479565457887420480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/479565457887420480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/para-ti.html' title='&quot; Para ti &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-6023568148754712078</id><published>2008-12-11T20:49:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T13:47:16.171+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Voltar a sonhar "</title><content type='html'>Sonhar&lt;br /&gt;Na penumbra da noite&lt;br /&gt;A minha imaginação voa&lt;br /&gt;Entre sonhos e ilusões&lt;br /&gt;Penso em ti…&lt;br /&gt;A neve cai levemente&lt;br /&gt;Vai cantando silenciosamente&lt;br /&gt;Na vidraça da janela…&lt;br /&gt;Está um frio regelado ,&lt;br /&gt;A minha mente&lt;br /&gt;Vai passeando ,&lt;br /&gt;Vagueando por um universo&lt;br /&gt;De recordações…&lt;br /&gt;Aconchego-me nos lençóis ,&lt;br /&gt;De uma cama fria e solitária…&lt;br /&gt;Hipnotizada&lt;br /&gt;Vou vagabundeando&lt;br /&gt;Pelas lembranças escondidas…&lt;br /&gt;Vejo-me..&lt;br /&gt;Sobre um prado verde ,&lt;br /&gt;Uma cascata que desliza suavemente&lt;br /&gt;Entre as rochas perfumadas&lt;br /&gt;Numa música cadenciada&lt;br /&gt;Dançando suavemente&lt;br /&gt;Sobre a lagoa cintilante&lt;br /&gt;Alva e pura de inocência…&lt;br /&gt;Mergulho para o infinito&lt;br /&gt;De uma água cristalina ,&lt;br /&gt;Nado ritmadamente&lt;br /&gt;Até ao florido da outra margem…&lt;br /&gt;Sobre as cores do arco-íris&lt;br /&gt;Sentada sobre o manto verde ,&lt;br /&gt;De rosto sereno&lt;br /&gt;Olhos brilhantes&lt;br /&gt;Cabelos finos ao vento&lt;br /&gt;Esperas por mim…&lt;br /&gt;Abraço-te ,&lt;br /&gt;Beijo-te ,&lt;br /&gt;Com ternura paixão ,&lt;br /&gt;Uma doce recordação…&lt;br /&gt;Que fica do outro lado da vidraça ,&lt;br /&gt;Embaciada ,&lt;br /&gt;A neve vira melodia ,&lt;br /&gt;Num branco puro virgem ,&lt;br /&gt;De flocos dançantes&lt;br /&gt;Vão cobrindo o núcleo&lt;br /&gt;Branco e ingénuo da terra&lt;br /&gt;E eu vou continuando sonhando...&lt;br /&gt;Sonhando...!&lt;br /&gt;Contigo Minha Vida.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-6023568148754712078?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/6023568148754712078/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/voltar-sonhar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/6023568148754712078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/6023568148754712078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/voltar-sonhar.html' title='&quot; Voltar a sonhar &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-4021189225706905924</id><published>2008-12-11T20:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:49:27.506+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Amor "</title><content type='html'>O amor deve ser como água ,&lt;br /&gt;Puro e cristalino ,&lt;br /&gt;Como a terra ,&lt;br /&gt;Forte e bonito ,&lt;br /&gt;Como o ar ,&lt;br /&gt;Livre e solto...&lt;br /&gt;O amor é como os teus olhos que me fascinam ,&lt;br /&gt;Como a tua boca ,&lt;br /&gt;Que faz delirar ,&lt;br /&gt;Como tudo que lhe pertence ,&lt;br /&gt;Pois esse tudo foi tocado por suas mãos delicadas e macias .&lt;br /&gt;O amor é em si ,&lt;br /&gt;Resumido em uma só palavra ,&lt;br /&gt;Você .&lt;br /&gt;Eternamente você !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-4021189225706905924?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/4021189225706905924/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/4021189225706905924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/4021189225706905924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/amor.html' title='&quot; Amor &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-8889538932235233509</id><published>2008-12-11T20:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:44:41.410+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Os meus olhos "</title><content type='html'>Os meus olhos falam...&lt;br /&gt;Eles me deixam ser transparente .&lt;br /&gt;Coisas que não são ditas ,&lt;br /&gt;Pois ao olhar-me nos olhos&lt;br /&gt;Encontraras a resposta !&lt;br /&gt;Não é um ato pensado&lt;br /&gt;É algo inexplicável&lt;br /&gt;É espontâneo e transparente .&lt;br /&gt;Descobrindo sem querer&lt;br /&gt;De que tipo de sentimento me expresso .&lt;br /&gt;Fazendo-me realista .&lt;br /&gt;A expressão da minha face&lt;br /&gt;Nos envolve...&lt;br /&gt;Tirando minha liberdade&lt;br /&gt;E conhecendo a grandeza do meu ser..&lt;br /&gt;Tu não sabes o quanto&lt;br /&gt;É gratificante olhar-te...&lt;br /&gt;E ver o imenso amor, a paz ,&lt;br /&gt;E a pureza que você traz .&lt;br /&gt;Em um simples olhar...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-8889538932235233509?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/8889538932235233509/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/os-meus-olhos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/8889538932235233509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/8889538932235233509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/os-meus-olhos.html' title='&quot; Os meus olhos &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-1679066730003756566</id><published>2008-12-11T20:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:40:11.415+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Sonho "</title><content type='html'>Cada sonho em um olhar ,&lt;br /&gt;Cada sonho em um pensamento .&lt;br /&gt;Sonhos que alimentam a alma&lt;br /&gt;Que conduzem uma carruagem para as estrelas .&lt;br /&gt;Cada estrela&lt;br /&gt;Guardiã de um sonho .&lt;br /&gt;Cada segredo&lt;br /&gt;Desvendado em um sonho real .&lt;br /&gt;Milhões de desejos&lt;br /&gt;Desejos de sonhos ,&lt;br /&gt;Sonhos possíveis&lt;br /&gt;Para aqueles que acreditam no destino&lt;br /&gt;E se entregam de corpo e alma há um&lt;br /&gt;Momento de felicidade .&lt;br /&gt;Cada sonho ,&lt;br /&gt;Cada mistério ,&lt;br /&gt;Desvendado pelo mundo .&lt;br /&gt;Um talento gerado pelos sonhos&lt;br /&gt;Abençoado pela esperança&lt;br /&gt;Desconfiado pela ilusão ,&lt;br /&gt;Mas que as verdades&lt;br /&gt;O fortalecem&lt;br /&gt;E os sonhos o alimenta .&lt;br /&gt;Cada sonho&lt;br /&gt;Em cada vida .&lt;br /&gt;Um destino&lt;br /&gt;Pra cada Alma .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-1679066730003756566?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/1679066730003756566/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/sonho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/1679066730003756566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/1679066730003756566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/sonho.html' title='&quot; Sonho &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-6170754552363432236</id><published>2008-12-11T20:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:34:45.308+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Saudade "</title><content type='html'>Desejo reter em minha memória a sua lembrança.&lt;br /&gt;Cada sorriso que iluminava meu olhar.&lt;br /&gt;Cada olhar que preenchia cada vazio de meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;Cada toque que exasperava minha alma com ,&lt;br /&gt;A suavidade de uma brisa e as conseqüências devastadoras de um furacão...&lt;br /&gt;Tocar suas mãos...&lt;br /&gt;Era ter a segurança do mais corajoso exército ,&lt;br /&gt;Que também derrocava.&lt;br /&gt;Derrotas que se tornavam vitórias&lt;br /&gt;No aconchego acolhedor do teu abraço ,&lt;br /&gt;Quando então voltava a ser mulher..&lt;br /&gt;Até que o beijo poderoso de tua boca ,&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez ,&lt;br /&gt;Resgatasse a mulher em mim.&lt;br /&gt;Nenhum átomo de meu corpo ousava manter-se inerte  ,&lt;br /&gt;A pirotecnia que fazia esplendor em meu ser ,&lt;br /&gt;Quando nossas luzes coalesciam&lt;br /&gt;E iluminavam , e dilatavam , e estremeciam ,&lt;br /&gt;E contraiam e vibravam..&lt;br /&gt;Cada espaço desse infinito universo.&lt;br /&gt;Em meu coração guardo tua lembrança ,&lt;br /&gt;Que nunca hei de esquecer !&lt;br /&gt;Saudade..Saudade..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-6170754552363432236?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/6170754552363432236/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/saudade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/6170754552363432236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/6170754552363432236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/saudade.html' title='&quot; Saudade &quot;'/><author><name>" Minha Vida"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17255620715591772230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtOHHO44NFs/SUFh8rujnwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hjbZrZEJC9U/S220/miss+7+(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1095295634390265030.post-5307362541572695822</id><published>2008-12-11T20:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:26:37.252+01:00</updated><title type='text'>" Anjo Sedutor "</title><content type='html'>Apareces-te derrepente&lt;br /&gt;Como uma luz&lt;br /&gt;A fim de iluminar meu caminho&lt;br /&gt;De tranformar a minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Começando do zero&lt;br /&gt;Inovando pensamentos , corpo ,&lt;br /&gt;Alma e coração&lt;br /&gt;Assim chegas-te , em forma de felicidade&lt;br /&gt;Surpreendente&lt;br /&gt;Irreal Sonho bom , na qual sou prisioneira...&lt;br /&gt;Ah , se eu pudesse descrever&lt;br /&gt;Aqueles olhos de paixão&lt;br /&gt;A boca perfeita, e seus beijos doces como mel...&lt;br /&gt;Misterioso anjo&lt;br /&gt;Que me faz escrava do seu amor&lt;br /&gt;Por toda eternidade&lt;br /&gt;Atrevido, mora em meu ser&lt;br /&gt;Desde o primeiro olhar&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te com loucura.&lt;br /&gt;Anjo Sedutor...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-5307362541572695822?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/5307362541572695822/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/anjo-sedutor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/5307362541572695822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/5307362541572695822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/anjo-sedutor.html' title='&quot; 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 Serenam a saudade , amor perfeito ,&lt;br /&gt;  Sao belicimos presentes da vida ... &lt;br /&gt;  Eternizados na magia do efeito ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1095295634390265030-1427224013983011224?l=miss-domingues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/feeds/1427224013983011224/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/laos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/1427224013983011224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1095295634390265030/posts/default/1427224013983011224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-domingues.blogspot.com/2008/12/laos.html' title='&quot; 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