tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18495698386921116262011-04-21T18:44:10.577-07:00Gloriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09342796617286981663noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1849569838692111626.post-33835764748779070412008-04-09T08:07:00.000-07:002008-04-09T08:17:32.501-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oGXweOWqjZU/R_zdwsuhjlI/AAAAAAAAAAs/6n5ZF_nhSCg/s1600-h/manos.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187264699533725266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oGXweOWqjZU/R_zdwsuhjlI/AAAAAAAAAAs/6n5ZF_nhSCg/s320/manos.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><strong>Ayer descubri cuanto me amabas...</strong></span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><strong>observe en tu mirada el reflejo de tu deseo </strong></span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><strong>mis manos temblaban al escucharte... </strong></span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><strong>pues cada parte de mi sintio el dulce sabor de tus besos... </strong></span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><strong>Ayer descubri que no eres tan fuerte </strong></span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><strong>sobre tu mejilla brillo la luz de tu insensibilidad...</strong></span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><strong>y dio paso al verdadero hombre ke puede ser fragil... </strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1849569838692111626-3383576474877907041?l=espacio-gblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gloriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09342796617286981663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1849569838692111626.post-38301094628530410292008-03-31T11:44:00.000-07:002008-03-31T11:49:36.208-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oGXweOWqjZU/R_Ex8MuhjkI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6O6DgB76FYQ/s1600-h/TRISTE.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183979556358426178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oGXweOWqjZU/R_Ex8MuhjkI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6O6DgB76FYQ/s320/TRISTE.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>DULCE MAÑANA QUE CON EL SUAVE ROCIÓ ME DESPIERTAS.......</strong></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>AÑORANDO TU PRESENCIA AUN CUANDO TE TUVE Y SE QUE TE HAS IDO....</strong></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>QUE DIFÍCIL ES AMANECER UN DÍA MAS SIN TI......</strong></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>SOLO ME QUEDA OBSERVAR EL ALBA EN LA OSCURIDAD DE MI CUARTO.....</strong></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>CUAL VACIÓ Y TRISTE ESTE SE ENCUENTRA</strong></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>TU PRESENCIA SOLO DEJO LA AÑORANZA DE UN AMOR DESCUBIERTO...</strong></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Y QUE AHORA TEME SER OLVIDADO.....</strong></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>POR LAS HORAS QUE ESTÁN TRANSCURRIENDO......</strong></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>VUELVO A COMENZAR DESDE CERO....</strong></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>A COMENZAR A ESPERAR TU REGRESO.....</strong></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>SENTADA EN ESTA SILLA QUE AUN GUARDA EL AROMA DE TU PARTIDAESPERANDO QUE CUANDO VUELVAS......</strong></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>SOLO ENCUENTRES DE MI.......</strong></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>LO QUE UN DÍA POR ERROR OLVIDASTE......</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1849569838692111626-3830109462853041029?l=espacio-gblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gloriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09342796617286981663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1849569838692111626.post-81398958276966305282008-03-28T09:28:00.000-07:002008-03-28T09:37:58.806-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oGXweOWqjZU/R-0er8uhjjI/AAAAAAAAAAc/pLztFGWRCAo/s1600-h/cry.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182832486557781554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oGXweOWqjZU/R-0er8uhjjI/AAAAAAAAAAc/pLztFGWRCAo/s320/cry.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><strong>Ayer te vi triste por primera vez </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><strong>te escuche hablar por lo ke temias... </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><strong>escuche temblar por lo ke decias... </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><strong>mi mirada se torno a tu rostro... </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><strong>se quebro inseguro de tu mirada..... </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><strong>dulce amor fragil.... </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><strong>la vida nos pone aun mas obstaculos... </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><strong>estras seguro de lo ke deseas aun cuando lo tomes.... </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><strong>estaras confiado en tenerlo.... </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><strong>aun cuando te ame.... </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><strong>estaras dispuesto a cuidarlo.... </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><strong>por cada mirada ke te observe </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><strong>correre el peligro de perderte </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><strong>por cada mano que te toque.. </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><strong>el deseo de alguien podra tomarte.... </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><strong>aun cuando te ame.... </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"><strong>estare en duda de tenerte....</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1849569838692111626-8139895827696630528?l=espacio-gblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Gloriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09342796617286981663noreply@blogger.com0