<?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-1981383139184522965</id><updated>2012-01-27T10:55:35.951-03:00</updated><title type='text'>*AMOR E SONHOS *</title><subtitle type='html'>*AMOR E SONHOS*</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>744</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-1737609492574625224</id><published>2012-01-27T01:46:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T01:54:08.718-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tecendo amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Q9hx5gjWfQ/TyIt4FC5k0I/AAAAAAAAC2A/p-sEZg-eEl0/s1600/MMMAMARIEEEEEEEEEE42424242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Q9hx5gjWfQ/TyIt4FC5k0I/AAAAAAAAC2A/p-sEZg-eEl0/s400/MMMAMARIEEEEEEEEEE42424242.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702170519654732610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tecendo amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com agulhas imaginárias&lt;br /&gt;vou de ponto em ponto.&lt;br /&gt;Pontos que se abraçam, deixando o brilho&lt;br /&gt;ultrapassar a bordas, seguindo o destino,&lt;br /&gt;numa linda fileira, de abraços e aconchegos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada de tristezas,&lt;br /&gt;em cada ponto, amor que sonha,&lt;br /&gt;amor que fica, amor que se doa...&lt;br /&gt;e repetidas são as alegrias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São pontos de luz,&lt;br /&gt;São pontos de seda,&lt;br /&gt;São eles que conduzem,&lt;br /&gt;esses momentos, esses sentimentos,&lt;br /&gt;sem deixar mais espaço,&lt;br /&gt;para lágrimas, para tristezas&lt;br /&gt;fincando firme a alegria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com agulhas de sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;vou de ponto a ponto...&lt;br /&gt;vou abraçando, vou amando,&lt;br /&gt;ultrapassando as bordas,&lt;br /&gt;seguindo meu destino,&lt;br /&gt;sem partir o fio!&lt;br /&gt;Sem quebrar a corrente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Betânia Uchôa -&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/1981383139184522965-1737609492574625224?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/1737609492574625224/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=1737609492574625224' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/1737609492574625224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/1737609492574625224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2012/01/tecendo-amor.html' title='Tecendo amor'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Q9hx5gjWfQ/TyIt4FC5k0I/AAAAAAAAC2A/p-sEZg-eEl0/s72-c/MMMAMARIEEEEEEEEEE42424242.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-206747039332614945</id><published>2012-01-22T22:22:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T23:05:08.733-03:00</updated><title type='text'>COMO REFLEXOS DA MINHA ALMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PVB5ZLbWGL4/TxzAQuYyIBI/AAAAAAAAC1w/v1jHYI7OdD8/s1600/MARIEEEEEEEEEHIANNNNNNNNNN2012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PVB5ZLbWGL4/TxzAQuYyIBI/AAAAAAAAC1w/v1jHYI7OdD8/s400/MARIEEEEEEEEEHIANNNNNNNNNN2012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700642621906624530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;COMO REFLEXOS DA MINHA ALMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah... Por que essa desordem de reflexos da minha alma,&lt;br /&gt;Que parecem ensurdecer-me com relâmpagos, tirando minha calma&lt;br /&gt;Golpeando-me com os raios da indecisão,&lt;br /&gt;Trazendo a tormenta ao meu coração?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serão esses reflexos que meu equilíbrio quer roubar,&lt;br /&gt;Precipitando-me na agitação de uma tempestade em alto mar...&lt;br /&gt;Para a minha natureza desorganizar,&lt;br /&gt;E assim de realidade meu ser esteja a inundar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah... Por que essa desordem em minha alma agora...&lt;br /&gt;Que minha calma levou embora...&lt;br /&gt;Na tentativa de meus sonhos serem frustrados,&lt;br /&gt;E meus planos sabotados?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah... Reflexos de minha alma...&lt;br /&gt;O espelho do meu viver assim se faz...&lt;br /&gt;Canto de Condor que um eco traz,&lt;br /&gt;Devaneios de viver você e ter de volta a paz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, ébria nesse jogo solitário&lt;br /&gt;Minha incontrolável e confusa razão&lt;br /&gt;Depara-se e deleita-se... Ilusão...&lt;br /&gt;Pois acredita que ainda toca o seu coração!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anestesiada estou no sono que encontrei&lt;br /&gt;Adormecida, paralisada...&lt;br /&gt;Metade entregue&lt;br /&gt;Metade prostrada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah... reflexos de minha alma,&lt;br /&gt;Pensamentos turvos, desencontrados...&lt;br /&gt;Sono sem sonhos ou de lembranças mortas ou que faltam...&lt;br /&gt;Sonhos que agora estão apagados ou que se foram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Metade de mim somente neste torpor&lt;br /&gt;Metade de mim que procura, busca e que se perde...&lt;br /&gt;Só metade de mim... Então prevalece,&lt;br /&gt;Pois a outra metade... Com você permanece!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L.M.T &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-206747039332614945?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/206747039332614945/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=206747039332614945' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/206747039332614945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/206747039332614945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2012/01/como-reflexos-da-minha-alma.html' title='COMO REFLEXOS DA MINHA ALMA'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PVB5ZLbWGL4/TxzAQuYyIBI/AAAAAAAAC1w/v1jHYI7OdD8/s72-c/MARIEEEEEEEEEHIANNNNNNNNNN2012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-4847915065440742829</id><published>2012-01-21T01:51:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T01:59:22.867-03:00</updated><title type='text'>INVENTEI-TE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6-lINMD6ZvE/TxpF1T7AIII/AAAAAAAAC1Y/UXa9edLzsHw/s1600/MMMM20122222222222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6-lINMD6ZvE/TxpF1T7AIII/AAAAAAAAC1Y/UXa9edLzsHw/s400/MMMM20122222222222.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699945060573913218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;INVENTEI-TE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhar encantador que me seduz,&lt;br /&gt;Sorriso maroto encantador,&lt;br /&gt;Perfume suave de alcaçuz,&lt;br /&gt;Palavras meigas, falando de amor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabelos reluzentes e perfumados,&lt;br /&gt;Hálito cheiroso de canela e hortelã,&lt;br /&gt;Braços fortes, abraço apertado,&lt;br /&gt;Sonhava ter-te no meu amanhã!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No meu mundo particular,&lt;br /&gt;Preenchido por sonhos mil,&lt;br /&gt;Sonhando ter asas e voar,&lt;br /&gt;Inventei-te por anos a fio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FatinhaMussato&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/1981383139184522965-4847915065440742829?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/4847915065440742829/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=4847915065440742829' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/4847915065440742829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/4847915065440742829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2012/01/inventei-te.html' title='INVENTEI-TE!'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6-lINMD6ZvE/TxpF1T7AIII/AAAAAAAAC1Y/UXa9edLzsHw/s72-c/MMMM20122222222222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-8516973280137321139</id><published>2012-01-17T23:54:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T23:59:36.326-03:00</updated><title type='text'>PERDAS E GANHOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2_jlOceOuM/TxY1aJTpYzI/AAAAAAAAC1A/3zCgNLxIwUw/s1600/MARYYYYYHIANMARYYYYYYYYR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2_jlOceOuM/TxY1aJTpYzI/AAAAAAAAC1A/3zCgNLxIwUw/s400/MARYYYYYHIANMARYYYYYYYYR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698801101775135538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PERDAS E GANHOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Num dia te achei&lt;br /&gt;E noutro te perdi&lt;br /&gt;Um dia me procurou&lt;br /&gt;E noutro me encontrou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E nesse vai e volta&lt;br /&gt;E nesse leva e tras&lt;br /&gt;Me deu muitas alegrias&lt;br /&gt;Mas levou meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Me deu muitas emoções&lt;br /&gt;Mas levou minha esperança&lt;br /&gt;Me deu boas lembranças&lt;br /&gt;Mas grandes momentos de tristeza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na vida tudo tem seu extremo&lt;br /&gt;O preto e o branco&lt;br /&gt;Alegria, tristeza&lt;br /&gt;Sol e chuva&lt;br /&gt;Verdade e mentira&lt;br /&gt;Tudo tem dois lados&lt;br /&gt;Em tudo tem perdas e ganhos&lt;br /&gt;Se me ganhou um dia&lt;br /&gt;Hoje perdi você&lt;br /&gt;Se te ganhei ontem&lt;br /&gt;Hoje não te tenho mais&lt;br /&gt;Se ontem vivi ilusões&lt;br /&gt;Hoje tenho a mais árida realidade&lt;br /&gt;E nesse In e Yang&lt;br /&gt;Nesses opostos que se completam&lt;br /&gt;Acredito que nem tudo perdemos&lt;br /&gt;Nem tudo ganhamos&lt;br /&gt;Apenas vivemos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vera Helena &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-8516973280137321139?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/8516973280137321139/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=8516973280137321139' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/8516973280137321139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/8516973280137321139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2012/01/perdas-e-ganhos.html' title='PERDAS E GANHOS'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2_jlOceOuM/TxY1aJTpYzI/AAAAAAAAC1A/3zCgNLxIwUw/s72-c/MARYYYYYHIANMARYYYYYYYYR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-6647089450733429067</id><published>2012-01-13T14:07:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T14:09:15.793-03:00</updated><title type='text'>EM DIREÇÃO AO AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NOawLchWHSU/TxBlL-iIVWI/AAAAAAAAC00/VsZj0iZ_pmo/s1600/MARIE2012JJJJ4242424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NOawLchWHSU/TxBlL-iIVWI/AAAAAAAAC00/VsZj0iZ_pmo/s400/MARIE2012JJJJ4242424.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697164785062794594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;EM DIREÇÃO AO AMOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caminhando sempre em direção ao AMOR,&lt;br /&gt;vivendo os meus melhores sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;e com o coração envolto em emoção,&lt;br /&gt;busquei nutrir os sonhos&lt;br /&gt;que me fazem voar em direção ao meu destino,&lt;br /&gt;que é amar e amar sem limites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seguindo ainda o mesmo caminho,&lt;br /&gt;levando em meu íntimo toda a ternura que envolve o amor,&lt;br /&gt;percebi que todos os momentos&lt;br /&gt;podem ser marcados por detalhes,&lt;br /&gt;que ficam tatuados na alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por sentimentos profundos,&lt;br /&gt;que fazem surgir fantasias,&lt;br /&gt;afloram desejos,&lt;br /&gt;descobrem prazeres.&lt;br /&gt;Suas nuances são cores marcantes,&lt;br /&gt;que fazem o coração descompassar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ou por um alguém que nos faz entender,&lt;br /&gt;que no jardim da vida&lt;br /&gt;existem flores exóticas,&lt;br /&gt;de aromas especiais,&lt;br /&gt;que deixam o seu perfume&lt;br /&gt;não só na pele, mas também na alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lenilce Azevedo- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-6647089450733429067?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/6647089450733429067/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=6647089450733429067' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/6647089450733429067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/6647089450733429067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2012/01/em-direcao-ao-amor_13.html' title='EM DIREÇÃO AO AMOR'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NOawLchWHSU/TxBlL-iIVWI/AAAAAAAAC00/VsZj0iZ_pmo/s72-c/MARIE2012JJJJ4242424.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-4814821403278077849</id><published>2012-01-11T01:09:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T01:23:31.202-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Que sejas tu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aLk2dQGsWnc/Tw0OuBdOuhI/AAAAAAAAC0c/bTxllPV_pfA/s1600/MARYEEEE444444422222222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aLk2dQGsWnc/Tw0OuBdOuhI/AAAAAAAAC0c/bTxllPV_pfA/s400/MARYEEEE444444422222222.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696225287521352210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que sejas tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo o brilho aglomerado&lt;br /&gt;das estrelas na terra luzir.&lt;br /&gt;Sejas sol mirando a terra&lt;br /&gt;a noite caindo ardendo despir.&lt;br /&gt;Que sejas tu delicadeza da lua&lt;br /&gt;entre fazes e desequilíbrios...&lt;br /&gt;Sejas tu o meu calor.&lt;br /&gt;Seja lógica ou dedução de um&lt;br /&gt;lunático encantador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejas tu um pedacinho do céu&lt;br /&gt;...Do mar sejas pirata, do meu peito pescador.&lt;br /&gt;Ou vem como um grande poema... Tu és obra eu autor.&lt;br /&gt;Sejas tu ondas gigantes eu um barco de papel.&lt;br /&gt;O meu vento desgovernado frio suave e violento...&lt;br /&gt;Celebrando no meu corpo e fazendo&lt;br /&gt;eterno o momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E que sejas tu!&lt;br /&gt;Alma pura e&lt;br /&gt;apurada que nasce do sacrifício!&lt;br /&gt;Seja minha realidade me acolhendo no teu silencio.&lt;br /&gt;Sejas tu minha coragem e também o meu suplicio.&lt;br /&gt;Sejas tu da minha vida a magia&lt;br /&gt;e sentimentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marisa Torres &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-4814821403278077849?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/4814821403278077849/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=4814821403278077849' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/4814821403278077849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/4814821403278077849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2012/01/que-sejas-tu.html' title='Que sejas tu...'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aLk2dQGsWnc/Tw0OuBdOuhI/AAAAAAAAC0c/bTxllPV_pfA/s72-c/MARYEEEE444444422222222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-4102332540901769475</id><published>2012-01-08T22:51:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T22:52:13.838-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Se você quiser.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KiEFODiuarQ/TwpIRnmjg9I/AAAAAAAAC0E/P7GdsMiah9c/s1600/MARYEHIANRABELLO42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KiEFODiuarQ/TwpIRnmjg9I/AAAAAAAAC0E/P7GdsMiah9c/s400/MARYEHIANRABELLO42.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695444146289083346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se você quiser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se quiser&lt;br /&gt;pode me encontrar:&lt;br /&gt;aqui, agora,&lt;br /&gt;em qualquer lugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O meu amor por você&lt;br /&gt;resplende como um sol&lt;br /&gt;de tão imenso que é,&lt;br /&gt;você pode sentir o calor&lt;br /&gt;que emano de mim&lt;br /&gt;o pensamento que está&lt;br /&gt;sempre em você,&lt;br /&gt;uma chama que arde no horizonte&lt;br /&gt;como um farol&lt;br /&gt;a me mostrar para que me ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou no momento um sinal,&lt;br /&gt;em cada esquina, cruzamentos,&lt;br /&gt;em todas as avenidas,&lt;br /&gt;haverá uma mensagem&lt;br /&gt;um indicador para o seu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As minhas imagens estão nas suas lembranças,&lt;br /&gt;em cada presente, nos lugares&lt;br /&gt;nas flores, nas cores nos perfumes,&lt;br /&gt;em cada carinho;&lt;br /&gt;quando dormires, fecharem&lt;br /&gt;seus olhos, sonharem;&lt;br /&gt;estou lá adormecido no seu eu,&lt;br /&gt;no seu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se você quiser ativar a sua percepção,&lt;br /&gt;estarei a sua disposição,&lt;br /&gt;basta me procurar que eu nunca sai de você,&lt;br /&gt;moro no seu coração,&lt;br /&gt;basta querer me enxergar.&lt;br /&gt;Se você quiser?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cláudio Domingos Borges. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-4102332540901769475?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/4102332540901769475/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=4102332540901769475' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/4102332540901769475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/4102332540901769475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2012/01/se-voce-quiser.html' title='Se você quiser.'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KiEFODiuarQ/TwpIRnmjg9I/AAAAAAAAC0E/P7GdsMiah9c/s72-c/MARYEHIANRABELLO42.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-140712630447589506</id><published>2012-01-05T21:12:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T21:18:33.274-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ULTRAPASSANDO AS PONTES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PLQaKuey4qw/TwY9hDhD9VI/AAAAAAAACz4/0QSzWxdogpU/s1600/KATHEHIAN42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PLQaKuey4qw/TwY9hDhD9VI/AAAAAAAACz4/0QSzWxdogpU/s400/KATHEHIAN42.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694306416945526098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ULTRAPASSANDO AS PONTES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja sonhei sonhos que pensei que eram reais&lt;br /&gt;Ja vivi amores que jurei que fossem para sempre&lt;br /&gt;Ja tive coisas que achei que seriam para sempre minhas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOJE CRESCI…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E faço dos meus sonhos realidade&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo sabendo que de alguns&lt;br /&gt;Tenho que acordar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivo em cada amor uma eternidade&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo sabendo que amores vem e vão&lt;br /&gt;E o amor de hoje , amanhã pode adormecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho as coisas! Mas nunca deixarei que elas me possuam&lt;br /&gt;Nem dou a minha alma por algo que amanhã pode sumir&lt;br /&gt;Penso:Que valor real tera isso para mim daqui a 100 anos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERDI O MEDO DE PERDER…&lt;br /&gt;Pela felicidade de me achar&lt;br /&gt;A cada dia que nasce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victtoria Rossini &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-140712630447589506?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/140712630447589506/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=140712630447589506' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/140712630447589506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/140712630447589506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2012/01/ultrapassando-as-pontes.html' title='ULTRAPASSANDO AS PONTES'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PLQaKuey4qw/TwY9hDhD9VI/AAAAAAAACz4/0QSzWxdogpU/s72-c/KATHEHIAN42.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-116189049424585254</id><published>2012-01-04T01:28:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T01:32:53.809-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nada sei</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hmdTnv6ATPc/TwPWT5FFttI/AAAAAAAACzs/qyZm7BxxOyo/s1600/MMCCRR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hmdTnv6ATPc/TwPWT5FFttI/AAAAAAAACzs/qyZm7BxxOyo/s400/MMCCRR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693629991154464466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nada sei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei que te amo demais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada sei.&lt;br /&gt;Nem sei por que,&lt;br /&gt;Te gosto tanto assim.&lt;br /&gt;Observo a lua e as estrelas&lt;br /&gt;Imagino teu rosto refletido&lt;br /&gt;No brilho fulgurante delas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada sei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só sei, que te amo!&lt;br /&gt;Muito mais, que eu queria amar.&lt;br /&gt;Sei apenas que te busco, te caço&lt;br /&gt;Em tudo ao meu redor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você está, no ar que eu respiro&lt;br /&gt;Sinto teu cheiro, no perfume das flores&lt;br /&gt;Tu és a melodia nas músicas que ouço&lt;br /&gt;A intensidade da cor no azul do mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada sei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas, sei que devo aceitar&lt;br /&gt;Apesar de nada saber...&lt;br /&gt;Sei que te amo demais!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe Luigi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-116189049424585254?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/116189049424585254/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=116189049424585254' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/116189049424585254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/116189049424585254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2012/01/nada-sei.html' title='Nada sei'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hmdTnv6ATPc/TwPWT5FFttI/AAAAAAAACzs/qyZm7BxxOyo/s72-c/MMCCRR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-1164586600243190071</id><published>2012-01-02T00:39:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T00:43:33.966-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Encontre-se com a Vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hEVbSMPDNKk/TwEnHnYCacI/AAAAAAAACzU/52wGKZQryIo/s1600/BLOG222222222222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hEVbSMPDNKk/TwEnHnYCacI/AAAAAAAACzU/52wGKZQryIo/s400/BLOG222222222222.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692874415755389378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Encontre-se com a Vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encontre-se com a vida,&lt;br /&gt;deixe-se levar pelos sonhos,&lt;br /&gt;e construa com eles castelos reais.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que o jardim à volta seja simples,&lt;br /&gt;sinta o gostoso aroma que exala das flores,&lt;br /&gt;transforme-o em amor.&lt;br /&gt;Encontre-se com a vida...&lt;br /&gt;Evolva-se nas suas inesperadas emoções,&lt;br /&gt;elas te levarão às nuvens&lt;br /&gt;e voando nas asas das emoções,&lt;br /&gt;pousará no seu coração&lt;br /&gt;o amor de alma,&lt;br /&gt;tão profundo e, ao mesmo, tempo tão leve.&lt;br /&gt;Encontre-se com a vida...&lt;br /&gt;Eleve-se ao infinito&lt;br /&gt;voando livre para buscar&lt;br /&gt;as melhores razões para viver.&lt;br /&gt;Desperte paixões,&lt;br /&gt;onde misturas de sentimentos são inexplicáveis&lt;br /&gt;Desnudando a alma,&lt;br /&gt;deixando à mostra sua fragilidade...&lt;br /&gt;Encontre-se com a vida...&lt;br /&gt;Onde, em cada vontade escondida,&lt;br /&gt;exista um amor pleno, cheio de magia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lenilce Azevedo-&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/1981383139184522965-1164586600243190071?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/1164586600243190071/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=1164586600243190071' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/1164586600243190071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/1164586600243190071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2012/01/encontre-se-com-vida.html' title='Encontre-se com a Vida'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hEVbSMPDNKk/TwEnHnYCacI/AAAAAAAACzU/52wGKZQryIo/s72-c/BLOG222222222222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-1028212574708374232</id><published>2011-12-27T19:04:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T19:06:04.599-03:00</updated><title type='text'>FELIZ ANO NOVO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DXD4qshNpuM/TvpBQTFBe9I/AAAAAAAACzI/N-WII6Flj30/s1600/20122222222222222222222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DXD4qshNpuM/TvpBQTFBe9I/AAAAAAAACzI/N-WII6Flj30/s400/20122222222222222222222.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690932827391097810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FELIZ ANO NOVO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2012 é Esperança!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cada Novo Ano de alguma forma mudamos,&lt;br /&gt;mudamos para melhor, tentamos ser mais e  ter mais.&lt;br /&gt;Não é fácil caminharmos em buscas dos nossos sonhos,&lt;br /&gt;mesmo entre pedras e espinhos tentamos realizar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Novas conquistas , meus amigos os quero comigo em 2012 ,2013 ...&lt;br /&gt;Preservar o que já conquistamos, familia; trabalho,e  tudo  que faz parte&lt;br /&gt;do nosso mundo,que Deus nos ilumine sempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desejo para todos,muito amor, saúde e sucesso!&lt;br /&gt;O Ano Novo está é dentro de você!&lt;br /&gt;Feliz Ano Novo todos dias!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cada dia tire uma pedras do caminha e seja feliz!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria Catherine Rabelo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-1028212574708374232?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/1028212574708374232/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=1028212574708374232' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/1028212574708374232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/1028212574708374232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/12/feliz-ano-novo.html' title='FELIZ ANO NOVO!'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DXD4qshNpuM/TvpBQTFBe9I/AAAAAAAACzI/N-WII6Flj30/s72-c/20122222222222222222222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-7626902489579889906</id><published>2011-12-26T17:39:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T17:55:16.764-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Esse amor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fw14FbX5kRM/TvjfI3cZZ1I/AAAAAAAACy8/X8-9lXwysaM/s1600/MARY1212121212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fw14FbX5kRM/TvjfI3cZZ1I/AAAAAAAACy8/X8-9lXwysaM/s400/MARY1212121212.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690543472597624658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Esse amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse amor&lt;br /&gt;poderia ter chegado bem mais cedo&lt;br /&gt;no desabrochar do botão&lt;br /&gt;do coração quando no início&lt;br /&gt;a soltar o perfume da sedução&lt;br /&gt;como pétalas abertas pra receber&lt;br /&gt;o seu doce encanto enamorando-se&lt;br /&gt;com a beleza juvenil&lt;br /&gt;as cores exuberantes da juventude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse amor poderia ter tocado&lt;br /&gt;o instrumento mágico&lt;br /&gt;como maestro de uma grande orquestra&lt;br /&gt;a sinfonia certa para você&lt;br /&gt;se aproximar olhar os meus olhos&lt;br /&gt;ainda puros querendo experimentar&lt;br /&gt;ter amar se apaixonar somente por você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse amor poderia ter me dado o prazer&lt;br /&gt;da minha primeira vez&lt;br /&gt;sentir-me inteiro só para você&lt;br /&gt;ser o único e nunca ter&lt;br /&gt;pertencido para ninguém.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse amor poderia ter-nos presenteado&lt;br /&gt;com uma única união estável&lt;br /&gt;com muita lealdade amor e felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse amor sempre me fez sofrer&lt;br /&gt;nunca pude te esquecer&lt;br /&gt;veio tão tarde da sua parte&lt;br /&gt;e por nunca ter te emocionado&lt;br /&gt;não te fazer entender os meus sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;que foram te mostrado no apogeu&lt;br /&gt;da nossa relação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que outros compromissos&lt;br /&gt;e amores tomaram-me conta&lt;br /&gt;não deixando nada pra você...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cláudio Domingos Borges &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-7626902489579889906?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/7626902489579889906/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=7626902489579889906' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/7626902489579889906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/7626902489579889906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/12/esse-amor.html' title='Esse amor.'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fw14FbX5kRM/TvjfI3cZZ1I/AAAAAAAACy8/X8-9lXwysaM/s72-c/MARY1212121212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-6882763481113850071</id><published>2011-12-24T00:39:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T00:42:29.147-03:00</updated><title type='text'>FELIZ NATAL!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-akuhSpyme4M/TvVJwvVsZuI/AAAAAAAACyk/XO52pCqNVac/s1600/NATAL%2BMARYYYYYY2012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-akuhSpyme4M/TvVJwvVsZuI/AAAAAAAACyk/XO52pCqNVac/s400/NATAL%2BMARYYYYYY2012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689534805942494946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; FELIZ NATAL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amo o natal, esta data é o nascimento de Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Todos os familiares ficam unidos, festejam, se divertem e&lt;br /&gt;os amigos,emocionandos, nos enchem de carinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seria bom se todos os dias pudessem ser assim:&lt;br /&gt;pudessemos dizer sempre " Eu te amo amigos"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desejo a todos um Natal cheio de Paz e Luz.&lt;br /&gt;Novas conquistas,que 2012 não esqueça de realizar nossos sonhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feliz Vida! Feliz Tudo e a Todos os Seus!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UM 2012 ILUMINADO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria Catherine Rabello&lt;/center&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-6882763481113850071?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/6882763481113850071/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=6882763481113850071' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/6882763481113850071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/6882763481113850071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/12/feliz-natal.html' title='FELIZ NATAL!!!'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-akuhSpyme4M/TvVJwvVsZuI/AAAAAAAACyk/XO52pCqNVac/s72-c/NATAL%2BMARYYYYYY2012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-3984908335966105540</id><published>2011-12-22T22:30:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T22:40:53.672-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O espírito do natal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6fK6I6ga9hg/TvPcGSk-lqI/AAAAAAAACyY/U21CrgNZqKs/s1600/66668888866666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6fK6I6ga9hg/TvPcGSk-lqI/AAAAAAAACyY/U21CrgNZqKs/s400/66668888866666.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689132754923329186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O espírito do natal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há uma vontade de cantar,&lt;br /&gt;uma euforia no coração;&lt;br /&gt;o sol a raiar&lt;br /&gt;com mais intensidades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emoções e boas inspirações.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo está para mais,&lt;br /&gt;aromas amor cor,&lt;br /&gt;mensagens poesias;&lt;br /&gt;pessoas mais iluminadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E na noite há mais luzes,&lt;br /&gt;presépios árvores enfeitadas;&lt;br /&gt;casas brilhantes&lt;br /&gt;como estrelas reluzentes;&lt;br /&gt;jardins encantados;&lt;br /&gt;tudo para comemorar&lt;br /&gt;o seu aniversário.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algo maravilhoso paira no ar:&lt;br /&gt;é uma presença divina&lt;br /&gt;que faz todo o mundo se encantar;&lt;br /&gt;e uma alegria contagiante&lt;br /&gt;invade os corações.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os anjos entoam cantos divinais,&lt;br /&gt;no céu há uma linda sinfonia:&lt;br /&gt;é Deus se manifestando&lt;br /&gt;com o seu infinito amor;&lt;br /&gt;abençoando a humanidade&lt;br /&gt;derramando o espírito do natal&lt;br /&gt;em todos os corações.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para que todos lembrem:&lt;br /&gt;o sentido verdadeiro do nascimento&lt;br /&gt;do redentor do rei do amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cláudio Domingos Borges &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-3984908335966105540?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/3984908335966105540/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=3984908335966105540' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/3984908335966105540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/3984908335966105540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/12/o-espirito-do-natal.html' title='O espírito do natal.'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6fK6I6ga9hg/TvPcGSk-lqI/AAAAAAAACyY/U21CrgNZqKs/s72-c/66668888866666.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-9169667302640362223</id><published>2011-12-20T20:44:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T21:15:56.113-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-0AuR3zplo/TvElDz2MQFI/AAAAAAAACyM/cUydqz9YKfo/s1600/MMMMJJJJ4141414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-0AuR3zplo/TvElDz2MQFI/AAAAAAAACyM/cUydqz9YKfo/s400/MMMMJJJJ4141414.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688368551732985938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O AMOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É preciso amar:&lt;br /&gt;Deixar brotar a semente do amor no coração&lt;br /&gt;Permitir que o vento leve-a para cada irmão&lt;br /&gt;Pois assim a semente multiplicará&lt;br /&gt;O coração será um infinito amor&lt;br /&gt;E só de amor viverá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viva com amor e para o amor&lt;br /&gt;Olhe com os olhos do amor&lt;br /&gt;Amor universal&lt;br /&gt;Manifestação absoluta de Deus&lt;br /&gt;Que ele nos presenteou&lt;br /&gt;Para ser multiplicado&lt;br /&gt;Incessantemente pelo nosso semelhante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre na “corrente da vida”&lt;br /&gt;Ame com amor e por amor&lt;br /&gt;Ame a todos, ame a vida, ame a natureza&lt;br /&gt;Com toda sua beleza e cor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seja capaz de demonstrar&lt;br /&gt;O amor universal explicito&lt;br /&gt;A todos que te cercam&lt;br /&gt;A qualquer hora, lugar e circunstância&lt;br /&gt;Pois assim sentirá a presença de Deus&lt;br /&gt;Em cada demonstração de amor&lt;br /&gt;De alegria, de felicidade, de vitória…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflita: Em cada amanhecer&lt;br /&gt;Cultiva a caridade, a fraternidade, o perdão&lt;br /&gt;Ama o próximo sem pensar em recompensa e distinção&lt;br /&gt;Aceita as pessoas como elas são&lt;br /&gt;Pois assim estará pronta para sentir&lt;br /&gt;A força do amor no coração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É hora de acordar para a realidade de amar&lt;br /&gt;Seja um ser humano completo&lt;br /&gt;Encontre a luz interior&lt;br /&gt;E viva uma vida de real amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É hora de ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;Segurar a mão do irmão&lt;br /&gt;Voar pelo infinito&lt;br /&gt;Encontrar o encanto de viver&lt;br /&gt;Amar o nascer do sol&lt;br /&gt;Adormecer sobre a luz do luar&lt;br /&gt;Sonhar que a vida é um mar a estrelar&lt;br /&gt;E comece a brilhar no infinito gesto de amar&lt;br /&gt;Luz e amor no coração!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flor de Esperança (Maria Beatriz Silva)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-9169667302640362223?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/9169667302640362223/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=9169667302640362223' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/9169667302640362223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/9169667302640362223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/12/o-amor.html' title='O AMOR'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-0AuR3zplo/TvElDz2MQFI/AAAAAAAACyM/cUydqz9YKfo/s72-c/MMMMJJJJ4141414.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-8733132443588466693</id><published>2011-12-15T23:16:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T23:26:53.282-03:00</updated><title type='text'>AMOR ALUMIADO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J6W8bRGm1Og/TuqsY3bUydI/AAAAAAAACx0/ILU6uTfNDdU/s1600/WWWWYYYYYYJJJJ44441111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J6W8bRGm1Og/TuqsY3bUydI/AAAAAAAACx0/ILU6uTfNDdU/s400/WWWWYYYYYYJJJJ44441111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686547022704069074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AMOR ALUMIADO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabes&lt;br /&gt;que amo e que amarei&lt;br /&gt;com a mesma profundidade de sempre...&lt;br /&gt;só não sabes&lt;br /&gt;que agora a cegueira&lt;br /&gt;não me toma por completo.&lt;br /&gt;que hoje não espero&lt;br /&gt;nada em troca,&lt;br /&gt;mas se vier um carinho,&lt;br /&gt;verterei copiosa alegria...&lt;br /&gt;que amo sem posse,&lt;br /&gt;que não brinco&lt;br /&gt;mais&lt;br /&gt;de meu amor...&lt;br /&gt;desapeguei?&lt;br /&gt;o que há de moderno nisto,&lt;br /&gt;amor celestial, não sei...&lt;br /&gt;sei que amo&lt;br /&gt;como amo o passarinho que cantou,&lt;br /&gt;me azulejou por completo e partiu...&lt;br /&gt;que me entristeço vendo-o sumir,&lt;br /&gt;mas sei que irá pr’um melhor ninhal...&lt;br /&gt;que amanhã&lt;br /&gt;o outro que virá verdejar meu dia&lt;br /&gt;não será o mesmo&lt;br /&gt;daquele azul encantado,&lt;br /&gt;que será meu muito amado,&lt;br /&gt;que também seguirá novos ventos...&lt;br /&gt;que nova felicidadezinha virá...&lt;br /&gt;irá...&lt;br /&gt;irei...&lt;br /&gt;porque hoje bem sei&lt;br /&gt;que a providência do amor&lt;br /&gt;sempre manda um novo canto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet Zimmermann &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-8733132443588466693?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/8733132443588466693/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=8733132443588466693' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/8733132443588466693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/8733132443588466693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/12/amor-alumiado.html' title='AMOR ALUMIADO'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J6W8bRGm1Og/TuqsY3bUydI/AAAAAAAACx0/ILU6uTfNDdU/s72-c/WWWWYYYYYYJJJJ44441111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-8095504451534971074</id><published>2011-12-12T12:09:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T12:19:00.540-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quem sabe, talvez.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RpdHEd0YUsM/TuYbSLFgiLI/AAAAAAAACxo/j8rIhhXGQ1Q/s1600/YYYYJUUUU444441111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RpdHEd0YUsM/TuYbSLFgiLI/AAAAAAAACxo/j8rIhhXGQ1Q/s400/YYYYJUUUU444441111111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685261578629318834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quem sabe, talvez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu te esperei... Por noites quentes e dias frios.&lt;br /&gt;Me perdi e me encontrei no mesmo ponto onde mais nada havia.&lt;br /&gt;Insistia em meus pensamentos que você era tudo o que eu queria.&lt;br /&gt;Te busquei no presente, passado e sonhei com nosso futuro.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje entendi, que nada do que me oferecias era real ou seguro.&lt;br /&gt;Tantos sonhos de amor, tanto fogo de uma paixão descontrolada.&lt;br /&gt;Só queria em minha solidão, olhar em meu coração e não ver nada.&lt;br /&gt;Desconstruí tua imagem perfeita, te fiz mais real do que jamais fostes em mim.&lt;br /&gt;E, no entanto, sem venda nos olhos... É incrível como ainda te quero aqui.&lt;br /&gt;Me despi das ilusões e aquela paixão se desfez...&lt;br /&gt;Mas minha pele diz aos gritos, como eu te quero outra vez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gil Façanha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-8095504451534971074?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/8095504451534971074/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=8095504451534971074' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/8095504451534971074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/8095504451534971074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/12/quem-sabe-talvez.html' title='Quem sabe, talvez.'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RpdHEd0YUsM/TuYbSLFgiLI/AAAAAAAACxo/j8rIhhXGQ1Q/s72-c/YYYYJUUUU444441111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-8817984775412985654</id><published>2011-12-09T17:17:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T17:18:23.898-03:00</updated><title type='text'>MEU AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t2nejOMUDvI/TuJtBgVI_mI/AAAAAAAACxc/Y1dG91T_9gc/s1600/JJJJJJJJ99999999999999941111111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t2nejOMUDvI/TuJtBgVI_mI/AAAAAAAACxc/Y1dG91T_9gc/s400/JJJJJJJJ99999999999999941111111111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684225552320888418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MEU AMOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procuro me conter...&lt;br /&gt;Me invade o imenso desejo&lt;br /&gt;de gritar ao mundo,&lt;br /&gt;o amor que se apossou da minha alma,&lt;br /&gt;que invade todos os meus espaços.&lt;br /&gt;Amor que me embriaga,&lt;br /&gt;que entorpece os meus sentidos.&lt;br /&gt;Amor envolvente,&lt;br /&gt;que me faz caminhar em sua direção,&lt;br /&gt;com passos desconexos,&lt;br /&gt;como se estivesse&lt;br /&gt;pisando sobre nuvens brancas,&lt;br /&gt;em busca da paz...&lt;br /&gt;Amor de alma...infinito...&lt;br /&gt;repleto de afinidades.&lt;br /&gt;Amor de coração...cheio de ternura,&lt;br /&gt;guiado pela emoção,&lt;br /&gt;que me ordena...&lt;br /&gt;“Ame sem reservas”!&lt;br /&gt;“Viva o amor dos seus sonhos”!&lt;br /&gt;Inexplicável sensação...&lt;br /&gt;Este amor me mantém&lt;br /&gt;e me faz querer...&lt;br /&gt;sonhar mais e mais.&lt;br /&gt;Amor livre...sem medidas,&lt;br /&gt;que instiga a minha imaginação,&lt;br /&gt;que deixa o meu corpo lânguido.&lt;br /&gt;e em êxtase meus pensamentos.&lt;br /&gt;Amor de desejos...&lt;br /&gt;Amor de alma..&lt;br /&gt;Amor que tomou conta do meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lenilce Azevedo- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-8817984775412985654?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/8817984775412985654/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=8817984775412985654' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/8817984775412985654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/8817984775412985654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/12/meu-amor.html' title='MEU AMOR'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t2nejOMUDvI/TuJtBgVI_mI/AAAAAAAACxc/Y1dG91T_9gc/s72-c/JJJJJJJJ99999999999999941111111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-1236816036984142576</id><published>2011-12-05T22:11:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T22:12:47.084-03:00</updated><title type='text'>És Para Mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3UU_6CS7hZU/Tt1sB14Sg0I/AAAAAAAACwI/uDVXu0qA_Kc/s1600/KKKKK411111111111111J.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3UU_6CS7hZU/Tt1sB14Sg0I/AAAAAAAACwI/uDVXu0qA_Kc/s400/KKKKK411111111111111J.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682817083710276418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;És Para Mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;És para mim como os primeiros raios de sol,&lt;br /&gt;após uma noite de tempestades.&lt;br /&gt;És como uma brisa suave, que surge&lt;br /&gt;logo depois de um dia quente de verão!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;És como a lua, que na noite escura,&lt;br /&gt;me irradia toda sua beleza e energia!&lt;br /&gt;És como o sorriso de uma criança,&lt;br /&gt;que me desperta para uma vida de alegrias!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;És como todas as mais lindas flores,&lt;br /&gt;que enfeitam e perfumam a primavera!&lt;br /&gt;És como a chuva fina que cai, e que&lt;br /&gt;refresca a terra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;És como uma linda canção,&lt;br /&gt;que com seus harmoniosos acordes&lt;br /&gt;me encantam e me fazem chorar&lt;br /&gt;de emoção!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;És como a imensidão do mar&lt;br /&gt;Que nos leva à uma viagem de paz,&lt;br /&gt;de amor...&lt;br /&gt;pelos confins do coração!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;És como um poema Divino&lt;br /&gt;Onde Deus com sua sublime inspiração&lt;br /&gt;Escreveu em letras da alma,&lt;br /&gt;em rimas celestias!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;És tudo par a mim!&lt;br /&gt;És mais do que minhas palavras&lt;br /&gt;conseguem expressar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;És meu único e eterno Amor!&lt;br /&gt;Eu te Amo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lúcia Polonio &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-1236816036984142576?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/1236816036984142576/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=1236816036984142576' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/1236816036984142576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/1236816036984142576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/12/es-para-mim.html' title='És Para Mim'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3UU_6CS7hZU/Tt1sB14Sg0I/AAAAAAAACwI/uDVXu0qA_Kc/s72-c/KKKKK411111111111111J.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-9169792960203349058</id><published>2011-12-03T16:26:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T16:27:57.403-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Anjo ferido</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-evUFfUjB8ic/Ttp4NrnWK6I/AAAAAAAACtg/Le1wil4_MxA/s1600/7777777741111111111117777777777777777Z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-evUFfUjB8ic/Ttp4NrnWK6I/AAAAAAAACtg/Le1wil4_MxA/s400/7777777741111111111117777777777777777Z.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681986056322689954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anjo ferido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não te disse adeus. Não pude. Não houve chance de ser eu,&lt;br /&gt;E toda aquela paixão contida, você nem soube que aconteceu.&lt;br /&gt;Fui condenada com pressa... Sem culpa explícita, cai no banco dos réus.&lt;br /&gt;Juiz impiedoso, nem mesmo ouviu o que minha emoção gritava.&lt;br /&gt;Tuas conclusões deixam claro, que ao estar comigo,&lt;br /&gt;Nem sabias de verdade com quem estavas.&lt;br /&gt;Essa dor machuca... Tanto que transpassa o peito.&lt;br /&gt;Tento entender tua alma, tua completa falta de jeito.&lt;br /&gt;Desfaz de mim... Ordena a partida sem culpa,&lt;br /&gt;Ainda que a culpa exista para você.&lt;br /&gt;Desdenha das minhas palavras, faz do meu sabor apenas uma vaga lembrança,&lt;br /&gt;Que com o tempo perdoarei minha falta de erro,&lt;br /&gt;E esquecerei tua atitude de criança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gil Façanha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-9169792960203349058?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/9169792960203349058/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=9169792960203349058' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/9169792960203349058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/9169792960203349058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/12/anjo-ferido.html' title='Anjo ferido'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-evUFfUjB8ic/Ttp4NrnWK6I/AAAAAAAACtg/Le1wil4_MxA/s72-c/7777777741111111111117777777777777777Z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-4103685368901876032</id><published>2011-12-01T10:07:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T10:08:45.031-03:00</updated><title type='text'>VIAJEM AO VENTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PgbCakXidHo/Ttd8R2yXw-I/AAAAAAAACro/kwBukauGtLY/s1600/Y999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PgbCakXidHo/Ttd8R2yXw-I/AAAAAAAACro/kwBukauGtLY/s400/Y999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681146101157577698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;VIAJEM AO VENTO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O vento que bem longe comigo vai&lt;br /&gt;Leva-me de céu em céu&lt;br /&gt;Atravessando de mar em mar&lt;br /&gt;Aventurando comigo sai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nessa viajem universal&lt;br /&gt;Em busca do real no virtual&lt;br /&gt;É sem fim esse voar&lt;br /&gt;Na tentativa de contigo ficar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por essa aventura imaginária&lt;br /&gt;O meu sonho é um lindo cenário&lt;br /&gt;Um olhar perdido, vejo sua imagem&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração te chama, mas parece miragem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São ecos de amor perdidos&lt;br /&gt;Chamando... Por você gritando&lt;br /&gt;No universo dos meus versos&lt;br /&gt;Uma canção se faz o inverso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meus gritos espalhados no horizonte&lt;br /&gt;Desfaz-se imenso oceano em instante&lt;br /&gt;Unindo terras tão distantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do céu azul estrelado&lt;br /&gt;Venho-me despencando&lt;br /&gt;Repousando-me no peito&lt;br /&gt;Do meu príncipe encantado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixa-me contigo sonhar&lt;br /&gt;não me importa se é utopia&lt;br /&gt;quero assim te amar&lt;br /&gt;na ilusão dos meus dias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cante a nossa canção&lt;br /&gt;Aqueça-me em seu coração&lt;br /&gt;Beija-me com emoção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leve, livre, em paz&lt;br /&gt;O amor tão bonito&lt;br /&gt;Um só coração se faz&lt;br /&gt;Unidos além do infinito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flor de Esperança &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-4103685368901876032?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/4103685368901876032/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=4103685368901876032' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/4103685368901876032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/4103685368901876032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/12/viajem-ao-vento.html' title='VIAJEM AO VENTO'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PgbCakXidHo/Ttd8R2yXw-I/AAAAAAAACro/kwBukauGtLY/s72-c/Y999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-4187014492877047906</id><published>2011-11-29T18:59:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T19:17:26.007-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Recomeçar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ky3qCav3pug/TtVZ7ex6yFI/AAAAAAAACqU/FUrubltmChA/s1600/1111111111000000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ky3qCav3pug/TtVZ7ex6yFI/AAAAAAAACqU/FUrubltmChA/s400/1111111111000000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680545383407339602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Recomeçar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recomeçar é uma difícil missão&lt;br /&gt;é ter que desatar amarras do coração&lt;br /&gt;e olhar pra frente colocando a razão&lt;br /&gt;seguindo avante para nova direção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É não é olhar pra trás para desejar voltar&lt;br /&gt;ou então, cansar, desistindo de caminhar.&lt;br /&gt;É acreditar na força que existe no amor&lt;br /&gt;Aprendendo com que provocou a dor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É se dar nova chance para ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;e desapegar do que lhe faz sofrer.&lt;br /&gt;É ouvir o que a razão sempre diz&lt;br /&gt;não permitir que a solidão queira lhe ter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recomeçar é encontrar um bom motivo&lt;br /&gt;de ser feliz, renovando as esperanças na vida.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, é necessário, dar-lhe a ela novo sentido&lt;br /&gt;para que siga em frente e encontre a saída.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ataíde Lemos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-4187014492877047906?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/4187014492877047906/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=4187014492877047906' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/4187014492877047906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/4187014492877047906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/11/recomecar.html' title='Recomeçar'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ky3qCav3pug/TtVZ7ex6yFI/AAAAAAAACqU/FUrubltmChA/s72-c/1111111111000000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-9219531622531890350</id><published>2011-11-25T20:18:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T20:19:27.086-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O TEMPO CURA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EX876RALi6Y/TtAid8C26DI/AAAAAAAACp8/mqlAzUnzc0Q/s1600/444444444411111111111OOOOOOOOOOO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EX876RALi6Y/TtAid8C26DI/AAAAAAAACp8/mqlAzUnzc0Q/s400/444444444411111111111OOOOOOOOOOO.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679077027843860530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O TEMPO CURA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desvinculei minha alma da tua.&lt;br /&gt;Libertei meu coração das lembranças,&lt;br /&gt;Desabriguei-me dos desejos proibidos,&lt;br /&gt;Dos riscos apenas por mim, vividos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acabou-se o vício.... o viço...&lt;br /&gt;Aquele prazer em te pertencer.&lt;br /&gt;Procurei por dentro, aquele desejo insano,&lt;br /&gt;Aquele querer sem tamanho,&lt;br /&gt;A antiga necessidade de você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E abrindo o peito com minhas próprias mãos,&lt;br /&gt;Para ter certeza da falta daquela antiga emoção,&lt;br /&gt;Dei-me conta de um imenso vazio.&lt;br /&gt;Foi então que nesse instante,&lt;br /&gt;Percebi com alegria, que a falta do teu calor,&lt;br /&gt;Já não me causa aquele frio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gil Façanha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-9219531622531890350?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/9219531622531890350/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=9219531622531890350' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/9219531622531890350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/9219531622531890350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/11/o-tempo-cura.html' title='O TEMPO CURA'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EX876RALi6Y/TtAid8C26DI/AAAAAAAACp8/mqlAzUnzc0Q/s72-c/444444444411111111111OOOOOOOOOOO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-4482682750285772504</id><published>2011-11-22T14:55:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T15:05:02.504-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Foi ouvindo o silêncio...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--sqNtmEwbdU/Tsvj6YEFSaI/AAAAAAAACpw/vnaV0qHRWqA/s1600/000VIDA00000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--sqNtmEwbdU/Tsvj6YEFSaI/AAAAAAAACpw/vnaV0qHRWqA/s400/000VIDA00000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677882347262134690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Foi ouvindo o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;silêncio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi ouvindo o silêncio...&lt;br /&gt;Que consegui ouvir o clamor&lt;br /&gt;Do meu coração...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi ouvindo o silêncio...&lt;br /&gt;Que consegui ouvir a voz da&lt;br /&gt;Minha alma...&lt;br /&gt;O espelho do meu sentimento...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi ouvindo o silêncio...&lt;br /&gt;Que me dei conta de tantos apelos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi ouvindo o silêncio...&lt;br /&gt;Que recolhi meus pedaços...&lt;br /&gt;Que estive em contato com tantos&lt;br /&gt;Enganos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi ouvindo o silêncio...&lt;br /&gt;Que voltei à realidade...&lt;br /&gt;Que acertei o meu compasso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi ouvindo o silêncio...&lt;br /&gt;Que descobri o descaso...&lt;br /&gt;Que recobrei a consciência...&lt;br /&gt;E me armei do fracasso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi ouvindo o silêncio...&lt;br /&gt;Que ouvi a minha própria voz&lt;br /&gt;Desistindo de ser infeliz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi o silêncio que me curou...&lt;br /&gt;E me vacinou de um AMOR...&lt;br /&gt;Que nunca começou...&lt;br /&gt;E por isso não terminou...&lt;br /&gt;Apenas Desencantou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valéria Lopes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-4482682750285772504?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/4482682750285772504/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=4482682750285772504' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/4482682750285772504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/4482682750285772504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/11/foi-ouvindo-o-silencio.html' title='Foi ouvindo o silêncio...'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--sqNtmEwbdU/Tsvj6YEFSaI/AAAAAAAACpw/vnaV0qHRWqA/s72-c/000VIDA00000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-387031039964044587</id><published>2011-11-21T13:42:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T01:43:55.470-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Saudade não é bela</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rZeLHCtXr_g/TtcF4K6dGII/AAAAAAAACqs/xyGenN_MiNs/s1600/12222222222222222222222222222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rZeLHCtXr_g/TtcF4K6dGII/AAAAAAAACqs/xyGenN_MiNs/s400/12222222222222222222222222222.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681015917511514242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: center;" class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A Saudade não é  bela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tua lembrança veio forte&lt;br /&gt;Com o frio da madrugada&lt;br /&gt;Visita insistente ultrapassou&lt;br /&gt;A fresta da janela fechada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu... não estava à espera&lt;br /&gt;Se soubesse de sua chegada,&lt;br /&gt;Teria aprontado traje propício&lt;br /&gt;Cobriria a nudez resignada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E arrumaria velas cheirosas&lt;br /&gt;Enfeitaria de sombras o ar&lt;br /&gt;Um vinho seco para o brinde&lt;br /&gt;E música feita pra recordar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas não consegui enfeitá-la&lt;br /&gt;Não trazia encanto com ela&lt;br /&gt;E, sem beleza, me encontrou&lt;br /&gt;A saudade não sabe ser bela...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sônia Arruda &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-387031039964044587?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/387031039964044587/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=387031039964044587' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/387031039964044587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/387031039964044587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/11/saudade-nao-e-bela.html' title='A Saudade não é bela'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rZeLHCtXr_g/TtcF4K6dGII/AAAAAAAACqs/xyGenN_MiNs/s72-c/12222222222222222222222222222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-6638507122888637361</id><published>2011-11-18T14:03:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T01:46:46.717-03:00</updated><title type='text'>“Por este amor...”</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QVtKLXBO-5w/TtcGsFpgmYI/AAAAAAAACq4/RtCeakktqBs/s1600/000000000000kkkkkkkkkkkkk0000000000000000000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QVtKLXBO-5w/TtcGsFpgmYI/AAAAAAAACq4/RtCeakktqBs/s400/000000000000kkkkkkkkkkkkk0000000000000000000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681016809451460994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“Por este amor...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por este amor, piso no que o olhar ignora&lt;br /&gt;Abandono o temor na estação passada&lt;br /&gt;Deslembrado no nevoeiro da memória&lt;br /&gt;E posso ver o agora com a fé renovada..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por este amor, exorcizo os fantasmas&lt;br /&gt;Que obstinados habitam meus cantos&lt;br /&gt;Saro a brecha que faz sangrar a alma&lt;br /&gt;Com o bálsamo dos meus encantos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por este amor, faço poesia adocicada&lt;br /&gt;Dessas, que minimizam suas defesas&lt;br /&gt;Porque quero as emoções escancaradas&lt;br /&gt;E alicerçar de vez nossas certezas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por este amor, respiro cada segundo.&lt;br /&gt;Tecendo fios, que bordam nosso mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glória Salles &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-6638507122888637361?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/6638507122888637361/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=6638507122888637361' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/6638507122888637361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/6638507122888637361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/11/por-este-amor.html' title='“Por este amor...”'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QVtKLXBO-5w/TtcGsFpgmYI/AAAAAAAACq4/RtCeakktqBs/s72-c/000000000000kkkkkkkkkkkkk0000000000000000000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-857702852849255517</id><published>2011-11-15T11:24:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T11:27:14.530-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quisera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FtprD7xaNdg/TsJ2sc2WafI/AAAAAAAACoU/Le6INcsFWH4/s1600/www000000042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FtprD7xaNdg/TsJ2sc2WafI/AAAAAAAACoU/Le6INcsFWH4/s400/www000000042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675228986470722034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quisera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quisera poder penetrar&lt;br /&gt;Num mundo novo,&lt;br /&gt;Da magia das emoções mais puras&lt;br /&gt;E das formas vivas&lt;br /&gt;Dos momentos mais belos.&lt;br /&gt;Despir minha alma das carências&lt;br /&gt;E preenchê-la, plenamente,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De tudo que se deseja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E seja eterno.&lt;br /&gt;Desvendar meus segredos mais íntimos,&lt;br /&gt;Revelar o esconderijo secreto&lt;br /&gt;Do meu próprio ser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quisera nesse mundo novo&lt;br /&gt;Conhecer a essência do sonho&lt;br /&gt;E da realidade,&lt;br /&gt;Rosa e espinho,&lt;br /&gt;Amar e esquecer.&lt;br /&gt;Tanto a doar&lt;br /&gt;E o não acontecer.&lt;br /&gt;Sensibilidade atingindo&lt;br /&gt;As raias da razão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanto quisera mas,&lt;br /&gt;Desvanecem-se os sonhos,&lt;br /&gt;Caindo tudo no silêncio&lt;br /&gt;Onde fica apenas eu.&lt;br /&gt;E caminho...&lt;br /&gt;Não há rumo certo...&lt;br /&gt;Nada existe entre&lt;br /&gt;A beira de um sorriso&lt;br /&gt;E o extremo de uma lágrima,&lt;br /&gt;No entanto,&lt;br /&gt;Espero...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arlette Santos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-857702852849255517?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/857702852849255517/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=857702852849255517' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/857702852849255517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/857702852849255517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/11/quisera.html' title='Quisera'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FtprD7xaNdg/TsJ2sc2WafI/AAAAAAAACoU/Le6INcsFWH4/s72-c/www000000042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-4027104074804840126</id><published>2011-11-13T17:30:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T17:46:30.120-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Esqueci teu nome!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lEar0XK2eEY/TsAsRBSBoPI/AAAAAAAACoI/ZVWK47_D1aQ/s1600/0000YYY00042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lEar0XK2eEY/TsAsRBSBoPI/AAAAAAAACoI/ZVWK47_D1aQ/s400/0000YYY00042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674584201400262898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Esqueci teu nome!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Foi estranho te buscar na memória...&lt;br /&gt;Tu que por tanto tempo me preencheu.&lt;br /&gt;Havia há pouco, as cicatrizes da nossa história,&lt;br /&gt;A certeza que teu amor já não sou eu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixei em minha saudade, tua lembrança acostumada,&lt;br /&gt;Recordações que me tomavam de refém.&lt;br /&gt;Aprisionavam minha esperança algemada,&lt;br /&gt;A essa crença que sem você não sou ninguém.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sangrei o peito no momento da partida,&lt;br /&gt;Na despedida, a minha voz silenciou.&lt;br /&gt;Teu frio golpe deixou minh’alma tão ferida,&lt;br /&gt;Que parecia ser eterna aquela dor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o tempo, meu querido, a sua maneira...&lt;br /&gt;Trouxe consigo uma verdade a me espantar:&lt;br /&gt;Que ao final da dor cruel e derradeira,&lt;br /&gt;Até teu nome, ele tratou de me levar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gil Façanha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="   font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px;font-family:'Script MT Bold';font-size:19px;color:#cccccc;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-4027104074804840126?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/4027104074804840126/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=4027104074804840126' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/4027104074804840126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/4027104074804840126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/11/esqueci-teu-nome.html' title='Esqueci teu nome!!'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lEar0XK2eEY/TsAsRBSBoPI/AAAAAAAACoI/ZVWK47_D1aQ/s72-c/0000YYY00042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-3366497964822418686</id><published>2011-11-11T21:07:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T21:11:58.139-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ENCONTRO CASUAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-imkfUS7T8oY/Tr25q76ymFI/AAAAAAAACnw/W3bOCU_uYNE/s1600/000001111141111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-imkfUS7T8oY/Tr25q76ymFI/AAAAAAAACnw/W3bOCU_uYNE/s400/000001111141111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673895252846614610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ENCONTRO CASUAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você... vindo de um encontro casual,&lt;br /&gt;horas ousado...horas contido,&lt;br /&gt;Instiga minha sensibilidade&lt;br /&gt;com doces palavras,&lt;br /&gt;acalentando minha alma,&lt;br /&gt;revelando até onde o amor é possível.&lt;br /&gt;Possível?&lt;br /&gt;Vivê-lo sem medidas,&lt;br /&gt;em cada gota de desejo,&lt;br /&gt;em um profundo olhar.&lt;br /&gt;Adorável encontro casual...&lt;br /&gt;O agora?&lt;br /&gt;Te desenhei nos meus sonhos.&lt;br /&gt;Te pus nas minhas fantasias.&lt;br /&gt;Me encanta cada detalhe de você...&lt;br /&gt;Doce ternura...&lt;br /&gt;Sinceridade...&lt;br /&gt;Confiança...&lt;br /&gt;Sonhos de navegar em liberdade,&lt;br /&gt;num mar de inspiração.&lt;br /&gt;Como não me emocionar?&lt;br /&gt;Suave encontro de sensibilidades.&lt;br /&gt;Você... vindo de um encontro casual&lt;br /&gt;Deixa entrelinhas, nos rabiscos de vida,&lt;br /&gt;que sonhos não adormecem,&lt;br /&gt;quando envoltos em desejos,&lt;br /&gt;de descobrir no desconhecido&lt;br /&gt;a plenitude do amor e forças pra viver.&lt;br /&gt;Você... razão que completa,&lt;br /&gt;realidade e sonho.&lt;br /&gt;Inesplicável encontro casual...&lt;br /&gt;Mágico encontro de poesias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lenilce Azevedo- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-3366497964822418686?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/3366497964822418686/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=3366497964822418686' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/3366497964822418686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/3366497964822418686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/11/encontro-casual.html' title='ENCONTRO CASUAL'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-imkfUS7T8oY/Tr25q76ymFI/AAAAAAAACnw/W3bOCU_uYNE/s72-c/000001111141111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-2527062896601377084</id><published>2011-11-11T08:59:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T09:18:30.800-03:00</updated><title type='text'>AME A VIDA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ovqkqCahM5U/Tr0SidEQ8II/AAAAAAAACnY/F3RdI4GY5sY/s1600/44444444000000000000wwwwww.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ovqkqCahM5U/Tr0SidEQ8II/AAAAAAAACnY/F3RdI4GY5sY/s400/44444444000000000000wwwwww.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673711488684060802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AME A VIDA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida é um recomeçar de um vôo a cada dia&lt;br /&gt;Renovação, surpresa, esperança, sonho, magia&lt;br /&gt;Solte-se ao vento e siga com alegria&lt;br /&gt;Aprecia com minúcias a natureza e cada evento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não tenha medo dos obstáculos que possa encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Estenda as asas da coragem dê voltas por cima até superar&lt;br /&gt;Abra as portas de seu coração, deixa o amor entrar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ame a vida: intensamente, verdadeiramente&lt;br /&gt;Ame o brilho do teu sorriso a luz do teu olhar&lt;br /&gt;Ame teu intimo eterno e infinito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ame tuas mãos antes de estendê-las ao próximo&lt;br /&gt;Ame teus braços antes de abraçar o irmão&lt;br /&gt;Ame sua voz antes de soltar seu canto&lt;br /&gt;Libera palavras amáveis de conforto do teu falar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leve o teu amor a todos que de ti aproximar&lt;br /&gt;Sopre amor aos quatro cantos do universo&lt;br /&gt;E se alguém te perguntar: Estás de bem com a vida?&lt;br /&gt;Responda: Simplesmente a vida eu amo!&lt;br /&gt;Pois nascemos do amor infinito de Deus&lt;br /&gt;Nascemos somente para amar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesse amor existe sorrisos, dias de sol, felicidade&lt;br /&gt;Amores, paz infinita, lealdade...&lt;br /&gt;Ame a vida e com ela segue livre a voar&lt;br /&gt;A vida lhe espera para um novo recomeçar&lt;br /&gt;E sonhos lindos realizar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flor de Esperança&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-2527062896601377084?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/2527062896601377084/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=2527062896601377084' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/2527062896601377084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/2527062896601377084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/11/ame-vida.html' title='AME A VIDA!'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ovqkqCahM5U/Tr0SidEQ8II/AAAAAAAACnY/F3RdI4GY5sY/s72-c/44444444000000000000wwwwww.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-4551439604840241723</id><published>2011-11-09T14:09:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T14:11:38.227-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Você consegue imaginar?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y39k_8f64BY/Trq0Lk86kYI/AAAAAAAACm0/tRmKfufmfek/s1600/000999999Y.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y39k_8f64BY/Trq0Lk86kYI/AAAAAAAACm0/tRmKfufmfek/s400/000999999Y.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673044791617294722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Você consegue imaginar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você consegue imaginar a verdadeira ternura?&lt;br /&gt;Você consegue imaginar o máximo do romantismo?&lt;br /&gt;Você consegue imaginar o Sublime Sentimento?&lt;br /&gt;Você consegue imaginar a real presença do outro?&lt;br /&gt;Você consegue imaginar a perfeita sintonia?&lt;br /&gt;Você consegue imaginar a total reciprocidade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use de sensibilidade!&lt;br /&gt;Use de sua verdade!&lt;br /&gt;Use o máximo de seu Ser,&lt;br /&gt;Use o máximo de você!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você consegue imaginar a doce delicadeza?&lt;br /&gt;Você consegue imaginar a ‘força mútua de um amor’?&lt;br /&gt;Você consegue imaginar a total cumplicidade?&lt;br /&gt;Você consegue imaginar a simplicidade de ser?&lt;br /&gt;Você consegue imaginar o verdadeiro amor?&lt;br /&gt;Você consegue imaginar o real Bem Querer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use de sua Essência!&lt;br /&gt;Use de sua Alma!&lt;br /&gt;Use de seu Espírito!&lt;br /&gt;Use de sua Mente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não apenas imagine... Seja!&lt;br /&gt;Não apenas sonhe... Faça!&lt;br /&gt;Não apenas deseje... Sinta!&lt;br /&gt;Não apenas espere... Busque!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caminhe na Liberdade do Amor!&lt;br /&gt;Caminhe na sua Liberdade de Ser!&lt;br /&gt;Caminhe na real compreensão,&lt;br /&gt;A compreensão do Valor do Sentimento!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viva! Intensamente, cada momento!&lt;br /&gt;Sorria! Chore!&lt;br /&gt;Sinta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respire o Amor!&lt;br /&gt;Seja o Amor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que tudo o que você ‘não consegue imaginar’,&lt;br /&gt;Irá aparecer para você, quando menos você esperar...&lt;br /&gt;Alguém como você, que reconhece e sente,&lt;br /&gt;A verdadeira forma de alguém amar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então, tudo passará a Ser!&lt;br /&gt;Tudo passará a Sentir!&lt;br /&gt;E sua vida, naturalmente e em doce liberdade,&lt;br /&gt;Irá fluir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gênice Suavi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-4551439604840241723?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/4551439604840241723/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=4551439604840241723' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/4551439604840241723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/4551439604840241723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/11/voce-consegue-imaginar.html' title='Você consegue imaginar?'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y39k_8f64BY/Trq0Lk86kYI/AAAAAAAACm0/tRmKfufmfek/s72-c/000999999Y.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-8737382871225188874</id><published>2011-11-06T13:48:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T13:55:24.484-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SE EU SOUBESSE TE ESCREVER POEMAS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cMhtNQbtAek/Tra78uMB0YI/AAAAAAAACmo/JLyPcRFkzKE/s1600/424242CHTHHHHHHHHHH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cMhtNQbtAek/Tra78uMB0YI/AAAAAAAACmo/JLyPcRFkzKE/s400/424242CHTHHHHHHHHHH.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671927432584745346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sKYcwBPquus/Tra7JtaN4TI/AAAAAAAACmc/KovSnt6rluI/s1600/424242CHTHHHHHHHHHH.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SE EU SOUBESSE TE ESCREVER POEMAS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu soubesse te escrever  poemas... certamente não teria perdido tanto tempo olhando tuas fotos e  te imaginando para sempre em minha vida; eu logo te escreveria um poema  encantado, desses todo apaixonado, cheio de versos lindos, em rimas  ricas. Se eu soubesse escrever dar-te-ia um poema como os de Florbela,  como aqueles de Vinícius... aqueles mais lindos que falam de amor  infinito. Se eu soubesse escrever, se conseguisse traduzir para o papel a  minha sentimentalidade, certamente eu descreveria o som do beijo, dos  abraços... e faria o vento soprar entrelinhas e deixaria o som do mar  embalar todos os teus sonhos. Se eu soubesse escrever dar-te-ia rosas  vermelhas nos meus sonetos; arrancaria do fundo do peito um acróstico e  nele representaria teu nome para o vasto celestial. Se eu soubesse  escrever dir-te-ia quantas vezes fui além dos sóis para querer estar  contigo, quantas vezes ultrapassei buracos negros para eternizar-te na  minha vida; quantas vezes morri para estar vivo! Mas hoje, falta-me a  rima rica, falta-me a prosa e faltam-me os belos versos. Meu universo  mudo de palavras apenas imagina dizer-te versos. E eu mudo... penso que  se soubesse escrever-te um poema... contaria ao mundo tudo isso,  contaria tudo que ainda sinto. Ahhhhhhh... mas eu não sei escrever-te  poemas, e eu nunca consegui escrever-te poemas. E agora, enquanto você  passa pelas minhas lembranças, quando lembro que teus olhos sempre me  miravam, quando lembro que você sorria apaixonadamente e eu perdia todo o  ar, quando eu - decoradamente – já cansado de saber que não sabia  escrever-te poemas... apenas imagino que o melhor de tudo eu esqueci de  dizer-te. Eu, que passei tanto tempo tentando escrever-te poemas,  simplesmente esqueci de dizer-te: TE AMO!  &lt;div class="selr"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sKYcwBPquus/Tra7JtaN4TI/AAAAAAAACmc/KovSnt6rluI/s1600/424242CHTHHHHHHHHHH.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-8737382871225188874?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/8737382871225188874/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=8737382871225188874' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/8737382871225188874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/8737382871225188874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/11/se-eu-soubesse-te-escrever-poemas.html' title='SE EU SOUBESSE TE ESCREVER POEMAS...'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cMhtNQbtAek/Tra78uMB0YI/AAAAAAAACmo/JLyPcRFkzKE/s72-c/424242CHTHHHHHHHHHH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-2906647941540000521</id><published>2011-11-04T08:57:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T09:11:28.894-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Esperando tua alma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xbYew81Bqdc/TrPWXH8SHqI/AAAAAAAACmQ/rt9mDX9kzy4/s1600/WWWW99999999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xbYew81Bqdc/TrPWXH8SHqI/AAAAAAAACmQ/rt9mDX9kzy4/s400/WWWW99999999.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671112048546815650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Esperando tua alma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No silêncio que me corta&lt;br /&gt;Vejo o nascer do sol&lt;br /&gt;E a lua indo embora&lt;br /&gt;Atravesso dias e noites&lt;br /&gt;Tentando entender&lt;br /&gt;Como posso te amar tanto&lt;br /&gt;Se eu tenho que te esquecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sua ausência em minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Sua presença em meu espírito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei qual foi o fim&lt;br /&gt;Se não vivemos o principio&lt;br /&gt;Você me olha com repulsa&lt;br /&gt;E eu somente te contemplo&lt;br /&gt;Você me manda ir embora&lt;br /&gt;Minha alma te implora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo depois do teu desprezo&lt;br /&gt;Eu fiz musica, poesia e poemas pra você&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo depois da tua indiferença&lt;br /&gt;Que me retalha, tudo que quero é te&lt;br /&gt;Ver&lt;br /&gt;Assim como tempo passa e o vento voa&lt;br /&gt;Como o sol nasce em cada amanhecer&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei, posso sentir, nunca eu irei esquecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E se eu chegar a envelhecer será tua presença&lt;br /&gt;Em minha a alma, que dá força pro meu coração&lt;br /&gt;E se todos as noites eu chorar por tua falta&lt;br /&gt;Não, não será em vão&lt;br /&gt;E se todas as manhãs eu me lembrar de você&lt;br /&gt;Será com carinho amor, e paixão&lt;br /&gt;Porque enquanto minha alma respirar&lt;br /&gt;Guardo-te em mim como precioso talismã&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bia L&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/1981383139184522965-2906647941540000521?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/2906647941540000521/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=2906647941540000521' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/2906647941540000521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/2906647941540000521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/11/esperando-tua-alma.html' title='Esperando tua alma'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xbYew81Bqdc/TrPWXH8SHqI/AAAAAAAACmQ/rt9mDX9kzy4/s72-c/WWWW99999999.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-4380976789863391924</id><published>2011-11-02T08:20:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T08:28:36.442-03:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMINHOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--PFg3el8dpA/TrEpUlld3OI/AAAAAAAACmE/BnH3cKqeBVs/s1600/44441111WWWWYYYY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--PFg3el8dpA/TrEpUlld3OI/AAAAAAAACmE/BnH3cKqeBVs/s400/44441111WWWWYYYY.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670358839499545826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CAMINHOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na incessante busca pelo Amor Ideal&lt;br /&gt;Trilhei caminhos, atravessei os mares&lt;br /&gt;Fui de encontro a fantasias&lt;br /&gt;Busquei em vales imaginários&lt;br /&gt;O Ser perfeito...Amor magia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idealizando esse Ser perfeito&lt;br /&gt;Homem honrado...&lt;br /&gt;Príncipe encantado...&lt;br /&gt;Um cavalheiro sem ter defeitos&lt;br /&gt;Encontrei-me então, em um labirinto&lt;br /&gt;Caminhos escuros, com absintos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonhos desfeitos, feriram o peito&lt;br /&gt;Extensos caminhos eu percorri&lt;br /&gt;Caminhos largos e também estreitos&lt;br /&gt;O Ser perfeito, não encontrei&lt;br /&gt;Mas, o Amor Ideal...&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Esse eu achei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosana Ribeiro&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/1981383139184522965-4380976789863391924?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/4380976789863391924/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=4380976789863391924' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/4380976789863391924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/4380976789863391924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/11/caminhos.html' title='CAMINHOS'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--PFg3el8dpA/TrEpUlld3OI/AAAAAAAACmE/BnH3cKqeBVs/s72-c/44441111WWWWYYYY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-7098498829045829961</id><published>2011-10-31T10:36:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T10:38:47.452-03:00</updated><title type='text'>És a Razão da Minha Vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FO7FL1KRsAs/Tq6k2IN9XYI/AAAAAAAACl4/BLH1Nb7Hhd4/s1600/WWWWWWWWWW88888888888841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FO7FL1KRsAs/Tq6k2IN9XYI/AAAAAAAACl4/BLH1Nb7Hhd4/s400/WWWWWWWWWW88888888888841.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669650230731955586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;És a Razão da Minha Vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como te esquecer?&lt;br /&gt;Só tu és o meu bem querer.&lt;br /&gt;Te sinto a cada segundo,&lt;br /&gt;Já és parte do meu mundo.&lt;br /&gt;Minha alma está inquieta&lt;br /&gt;Sem ti ela se sente incompleta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do meu coração nunca sairás&lt;br /&gt;Chegastes e para sempre ficarás.&lt;br /&gt;Sem ti, como caminhar...?&lt;br /&gt;Fica meu grande amor!&lt;br /&gt;Perfume da mais linda flor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meus desejos contidos&lt;br /&gt;Serão por ti mantidos;&lt;br /&gt;Te desejo cada vez mais,&lt;br /&gt;És a razão da minha Paz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A saudade que nunca parou&lt;br /&gt;Em meu coração ficou.&lt;br /&gt;Tua ausência sempre será sentida&lt;br /&gt;mas, Jamais haverá partida.&lt;br /&gt;És a razão da minha vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-JRonaldo.JR-&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/1981383139184522965-7098498829045829961?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/7098498829045829961/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=7098498829045829961' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/7098498829045829961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/7098498829045829961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/10/es-razao-da-minha-vida.html' title='És a Razão da Minha Vida'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FO7FL1KRsAs/Tq6k2IN9XYI/AAAAAAAACl4/BLH1Nb7Hhd4/s72-c/WWWWWWWWWW88888888888841.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-8852135038950870962</id><published>2011-10-28T07:22:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T07:40:17.214-03:00</updated><title type='text'>TER VOCÊ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3mdPYbTJn6w/TqqGfcYM7iI/AAAAAAAACls/Vet3gSqogoo/s1600/11111WY44444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3mdPYbTJn6w/TqqGfcYM7iI/AAAAAAAACls/Vet3gSqogoo/s400/11111WY44444.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668490955750960674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TER VOCÊ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, perdi o meu sorriso, hoje se foi a minha alegria,&lt;br /&gt;mas o nosso Pai Maior, nos ensina isso,&lt;br /&gt;ganhar e agradecer, perder e aceitar,&lt;br /&gt;ainda há tempo para reconhecer quem possa me amar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erros e acertos em minha vida até hoje tenho,&lt;br /&gt;não seria um crescimento único, talvez o saber quem é,&lt;br /&gt;tudo em nossa brincadeira de criança, a nossa vida passa,&lt;br /&gt;lágrimas por não merecer ter, sorrisos que voltam da mulher...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou assim, deste jeitinho que sabem, que aceitam,&lt;br /&gt;não serão palavras, que machucam o meu peito,&lt;br /&gt;caio e levanto na hora certa, um alguém lastimou,&lt;br /&gt;tenho a certeza que um outro virá...me curar com uma flor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ter você é sublime, é leal, é fiel e real,&lt;br /&gt;o outro * você * se não posso ter, fazer o que?&lt;br /&gt;importante é doar e receber carinho e amor,&lt;br /&gt;por isso, te deixo o meu coração...me leve para onde você for !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bethinha Rodrigues&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-8852135038950870962?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/8852135038950870962/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=8852135038950870962' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/8852135038950870962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/8852135038950870962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/10/ter-voce.html' title='TER VOCÊ'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3mdPYbTJn6w/TqqGfcYM7iI/AAAAAAAACls/Vet3gSqogoo/s72-c/11111WY44444.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-8390067341668013168</id><published>2011-10-26T09:04:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T09:12:38.107-03:00</updated><title type='text'>FONTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kyUxHzf9PhU/Tqf5HO4fi8I/AAAAAAAAClc/umH5zmTXUPA/s1600/wwww3666www36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kyUxHzf9PhU/Tqf5HO4fi8I/AAAAAAAAClc/umH5zmTXUPA/s400/wwww3666www36.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667772558718503874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;FONTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como posso querer-te&lt;br /&gt;só pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Se a lua te ama&lt;br /&gt;O sol te deseja&lt;br /&gt;As estrelas te clamam&lt;br /&gt;E o mar te corteja?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;És fonte abundante&lt;br /&gt;jorrando água em&lt;br /&gt;seu frescor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banhar-se em tuas nascentes&lt;br /&gt;é inundar-se na imensidão&lt;br /&gt;do Amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor magia e tão devotado&lt;br /&gt;Amor sublime e tão abençoado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;És pedra preciosa&lt;br /&gt;lapidada pelo Criador&lt;br /&gt;Na alma o perfume da rosa&lt;br /&gt;na mais pura essência&lt;br /&gt;do Amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosana Ribeiro&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-8390067341668013168?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/8390067341668013168/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=8390067341668013168' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/8390067341668013168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/8390067341668013168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/10/fonte.html' title='FONTE'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kyUxHzf9PhU/Tqf5HO4fi8I/AAAAAAAAClc/umH5zmTXUPA/s72-c/wwww3666www36.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-2317541051338012278</id><published>2011-10-22T10:13:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T10:24:43.216-03:00</updated><title type='text'>NO INFINITO ENCONTREI VOCÊ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WvJ441OkVIs/TqLEEXGKG_I/AAAAAAAAClQ/_RF896GkuKs/s1600/111111111333333333666666666666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WvJ441OkVIs/TqLEEXGKG_I/AAAAAAAAClQ/_RF896GkuKs/s400/111111111333333333666666666666.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666306860383869938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lB5qW8bBqxA/TqLCHFy77zI/AAAAAAAAClE/W6Ly1xJW6XM/s1600/WWW3666666666666666.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NO INFINITO ENCONTREI VOCÊ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No infinito você existia, eu percebia&lt;br /&gt;A brisa leve do mar trouxe-me teu cheiro&lt;br /&gt;Tua essência colorida dos sonhos mais belos&lt;br /&gt;Que tão iguais aos meus eram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você tocou em mim como uma gota leve&lt;br /&gt;E aos poucos dominada eu já estava&lt;br /&gt;Te percebo todo instante, em tudo que vejo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na lua busco teu sorriso,&lt;br /&gt;Teus murmúrios, teus suspiros&lt;br /&gt;Nas estrelas o brilho do teu olhar&lt;br /&gt;No mar nas sinfonias das ondas&lt;br /&gt;Você e eu dançando a valsa&lt;br /&gt;Do mais encantado amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neste ritmo dançante encantador&lt;br /&gt;Sinto teus braços me acariciar&lt;br /&gt;Sinto a suavidade do teu corpo a me tocar&lt;br /&gt;E os teus lábios a me beijar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu te sentia no infinito dos meus sonhos&lt;br /&gt;O vento sussurrava em minha alma&lt;br /&gt;Eu percebia os nossos mistérios, nossos segredos&lt;br /&gt;Que só o tempo podia fazer nos encontrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui à busca dos meus desejos, dos meus anseios&lt;br /&gt;E te encontrei, te chamei e te busquei&lt;br /&gt;Para o meu castelo de amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Percebi que você já me esperava&lt;br /&gt;Do outro lado do oceano&lt;br /&gt;Onde comigo ousava a sonhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comigo você já sonhava&lt;br /&gt;Para juntos escrever nossa história&lt;br /&gt;Fazer nosso filme&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo além do infinito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realizar nossos desejos, nossos sonhos&lt;br /&gt;Do mais intenso e belo amor&lt;br /&gt;Você me esperava você me queria&lt;br /&gt;E no infinito busquei você!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flor de Esperança (Maria Beatriz Silva)&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/1981383139184522965-2317541051338012278?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/2317541051338012278/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=2317541051338012278' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/2317541051338012278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/2317541051338012278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/10/no-infinito-encontrei-voce.html' title='NO INFINITO ENCONTREI VOCÊ'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WvJ441OkVIs/TqLEEXGKG_I/AAAAAAAAClQ/_RF896GkuKs/s72-c/111111111333333333666666666666.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-1246721739720232826</id><published>2011-10-17T22:42:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T23:00:56.793-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Se você me ama... .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-otNgOGlDbGs/Tpzd0K6eDcI/AAAAAAAACk4/IRQUbHnb59k/s1600/8888888833333333333YYY666666666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-otNgOGlDbGs/Tpzd0K6eDcI/AAAAAAAACk4/IRQUbHnb59k/s400/8888888833333333333YYY666666666.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664646319677771202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="Lb_conteudo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, Serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      Se você me ama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se  você me ama, não me deixe vagar sozinha... Também, não me prenda,  forçando-me a viver somente os teus sonhos. Nasci para ser livre!  Caminhar independente, fazer escolhas e determinar caminhos. Se você me  ama, olhe-me com ternura, abraça-me com desejo. Através dos olhos,  sinta-me menina, oferecendo-me o colo, se preciso for. Queira-me como  mulher, despertando-me a vontade que alimenta a alma. Se você me ama,  traduza minhas vontades. Não me obrigue a ser quem não sou. Brinque com  as minhas falhas para que eu possa percebê-las, mas, não ironize minhas  atitudes, ou desvalorize o que lhe ofereço. Se, você realmente me ama...  Apenas ame... E me deixe seguir ao teu lado. Diferenças, incertezas,  individualidades. Levaremos tudo! Transformando os momentos que  estivermos juntos em alicerces de uma construção segura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanderlúcia Welerson Sott Meyer&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, Serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-1246721739720232826?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/1246721739720232826/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=1246721739720232826' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/1246721739720232826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/1246721739720232826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/10/se-voce-me-ama.html' title='Se você me ama... .'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-otNgOGlDbGs/Tpzd0K6eDcI/AAAAAAAACk4/IRQUbHnb59k/s72-c/8888888833333333333YYY666666666.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-8856587092738340915</id><published>2011-10-14T01:11:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T01:19:04.422-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ANTES SÓ, QUE MAL ACOMPANHADA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tU1mmlRytZI/Tpe4LDZozaI/AAAAAAAACks/YrjRp3amXhI/s1600/333333WK333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tU1mmlRytZI/Tpe4LDZozaI/AAAAAAAACks/YrjRp3amXhI/s400/333333WK333.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663197556472597922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ANTES SÓ, QUE MAL ACOMPANHADA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode parecer estranho, mas isso não dói!&lt;br /&gt;Talvez por ir tão fundo, tenha alcançado o poço da minha razão.&lt;br /&gt;Não, não me sinto sozinha...&lt;br /&gt;Tua ausência não me jogou na amarga solidão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entreguei-me sem receios, falei de amor sem rodeios&lt;br /&gt;Fui o melhor que eu pude ser.&lt;br /&gt;Mas não sendo isso o bastante,&lt;br /&gt;Que argumento usaria eu pra te convencer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rogamos verdades, gozamos mentiras&lt;br /&gt;Fizemos do talvez, uma certeza do fim.&lt;br /&gt;Alimentei-me da tua saudade,&lt;br /&gt;E você tinha tudo o que queria de mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas não, não lamento tua partida!&lt;br /&gt;Tua decisão solitária, teus passos na contra mão...&lt;br /&gt;Agradeço o teu adeus...&lt;br /&gt;Tua mais sábia decisão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim, podes ir embora!&lt;br /&gt;Quero que parta sem deixar saudades&lt;br /&gt;Que atravesse a porta sem fazer alarde&lt;br /&gt;Quero que esse adeus seja tua maior verdade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas não se assuste com toda minha segurança&lt;br /&gt;E nem espere ver em mim o reflexo sofrido de uma mulher abandonada.&lt;br /&gt;Pois foi estando contigo, que descobri...&lt;br /&gt;Que estar só, é melhor que mal acompanha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gil Façanha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-8856587092738340915?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/8856587092738340915/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=8856587092738340915' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/8856587092738340915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/8856587092738340915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/10/antes-so-que-mal-acompanhada.html' title='ANTES SÓ, QUE MAL ACOMPANHADA'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tU1mmlRytZI/Tpe4LDZozaI/AAAAAAAACks/YrjRp3amXhI/s72-c/333333WK333.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-2447245283038456041</id><published>2011-10-11T23:51:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T00:00:01.050-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ALGEMAS ABERTAS!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I9WtnRsaN4E/TpUCpcN3FxI/AAAAAAAACkg/4VxcL2MuxN8/s1600/111111111YY1111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I9WtnRsaN4E/TpUCpcN3FxI/AAAAAAAACkg/4VxcL2MuxN8/s400/111111111YY1111111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662435017460487954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ALGEMAS ABERTAS!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estava aprisionada&lt;br /&gt;A um sentimento errado&lt;br /&gt;Um amor sem sentido&lt;br /&gt;Que jamais seria concretizado&lt;br /&gt;Eram algemas de um falso amor&lt;br /&gt;Que por mim era alimentado&lt;br /&gt;Que me prediam os pés e as mãos&lt;br /&gt;E por esta louca paixão&lt;br /&gt;Quase perdi a razão&lt;br /&gt;Agora estou livre&lt;br /&gt;Das amarras que me prendiam a você&lt;br /&gt;Não estou mais apaixonada&lt;br /&gt;Abri as algemas da paixão desmedida&lt;br /&gt;A qual também não era correspondida&lt;br /&gt;E agora liberta, estou pronta&lt;br /&gt;Para encontrar o amor por inteiro&lt;br /&gt;Livre de todo sofrimento e dor&lt;br /&gt;Amarei e serei amada&lt;br /&gt;Sentirei cada emoção&lt;br /&gt;Cada toque em minha alma&lt;br /&gt;E no bater do meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Saberei ter encontrado&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente meu amor verdadeiro!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helena Lins&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/1981383139184522965-2447245283038456041?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/2447245283038456041/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=2447245283038456041' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/2447245283038456041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/2447245283038456041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/10/algemas-abertas.html' title='ALGEMAS ABERTAS!...'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I9WtnRsaN4E/TpUCpcN3FxI/AAAAAAAACkg/4VxcL2MuxN8/s72-c/111111111YY1111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-1831929041457600853</id><published>2011-10-08T23:57:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T00:02:36.787-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Volta Meu Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jjBNJB9Zyuk/TpEOflTSTOI/AAAAAAAACkY/WY7LTeeyFrs/s1600/111111111WYY1111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jjBNJB9Zyuk/TpEOflTSTOI/AAAAAAAACkY/WY7LTeeyFrs/s400/111111111WYY1111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661322142333160674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Volta Meu Amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje de ti tão distante&lt;br /&gt;Na solidão sem ter fim&lt;br /&gt;Olhando para o horizonte&lt;br /&gt;Peço que voltes para mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numa estrela cadente&lt;br /&gt;Na onda clara do mar&lt;br /&gt;Numa manhã reluzente&lt;br /&gt;Na luz que vem do luar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto na dor da saudade&lt;br /&gt;Que amar às vezes é ruim&lt;br /&gt;Quando uma tempestade&lt;br /&gt;Deixa um silêncio assim&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Nas noites que em vigília&lt;br /&gt;Nem vejo o tempo passar&lt;br /&gt;Sentindo tanta agonia&lt;br /&gt;Só por querer te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;És meu tesouro brilhante&lt;br /&gt;Jardim repleto de flor&lt;br /&gt;Beleza de um diamante&lt;br /&gt;Pura essência do amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fé que renova a esperança&lt;br /&gt;Rio correndo para o mar&lt;br /&gt;Sorriso de uma criança&lt;br /&gt;Minha vida tão singular&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Quero de volta a alegria&lt;br /&gt;Que um dia o vento levou&lt;br /&gt;Deixando a melancolia&lt;br /&gt;Que nunca mais me deixou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem que te espera tão triste&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que sempre foi teu&lt;br /&gt;A mesma roseira existe&lt;br /&gt;Mas nunca mais floresceu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim vai passando o tempo&lt;br /&gt;Andando bem devagar&lt;br /&gt;Espero a todo momento&lt;br /&gt;Que voltes para ficar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora sabes toda realidade&lt;br /&gt;Do quanto carente de ti estou&lt;br /&gt;Mas persistindo a saudade&lt;br /&gt;Vou procurar outro amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falcão S.R - RJ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-1831929041457600853?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/1831929041457600853/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=1831929041457600853' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/1831929041457600853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/1831929041457600853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/10/volta-meu-amor.html' title='Volta Meu Amor'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jjBNJB9Zyuk/TpEOflTSTOI/AAAAAAAACkY/WY7LTeeyFrs/s72-c/111111111WYY1111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-9065510380409011191</id><published>2011-10-07T02:37:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T02:46:52.609-03:00</updated><title type='text'>CRISTAL QUEBRADO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AKZb5V5UTU0/To6SREK528I/AAAAAAAACkQ/ZIDwKFBdfw0/s1600/10000011111111JJJJYWW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AKZb5V5UTU0/To6SREK528I/AAAAAAAACkQ/ZIDwKFBdfw0/s400/10000011111111JJJJYWW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660622603526200258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;CRISTAL QUEBRADO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Náufraga de sonhos,&lt;br /&gt;Tenho saudades de mim mesma.&lt;br /&gt;Guardiã estática&lt;br /&gt;De uma performance em cacos,&lt;br /&gt;Já não sei quem sou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quebrou-se o cristal!&lt;br /&gt;Incendeiam-se restos de esperança,&lt;br /&gt;Multiplicando a inércia dos instantes.&lt;br /&gt;A solidão se faz...&lt;br /&gt;Sonho frustrado.&lt;br /&gt;Permito-me o impossível&lt;br /&gt;Porque as portas me fascinam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivo emoções do tempo que se foi.&lt;br /&gt;Das derrotas,&lt;br /&gt;Guardo o aprendizado.&lt;br /&gt;Não fujo de nada!&lt;br /&gt;Nada em mim petrificado está.&lt;br /&gt;Há muito sentimento&lt;br /&gt;Ainda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mergulho nos meus cantos,&lt;br /&gt;Escudo-me na coragem,&lt;br /&gt;Pois inteira sou&lt;br /&gt;Para esta viagem seguir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genaura Tormin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-9065510380409011191?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/9065510380409011191/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=9065510380409011191' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/9065510380409011191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/9065510380409011191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/10/cristal-quebrado.html' title='CRISTAL QUEBRADO'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AKZb5V5UTU0/To6SREK528I/AAAAAAAACkQ/ZIDwKFBdfw0/s72-c/10000011111111JJJJYWW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-3770452956651565887</id><published>2011-10-04T14:38:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T14:44:26.391-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Escolhas do amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XQRUUV-LP_0/TotFz3fiusI/AAAAAAAACkI/9HpmYNWJcCA/s1600/WYWYW363636Y.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XQRUUV-LP_0/TotFz3fiusI/AAAAAAAACkI/9HpmYNWJcCA/s400/WYWYW363636Y.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659694114093054658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Escolhas do amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por um breve momento imaginei você...&lt;br /&gt;Não sei bem por que...&lt;br /&gt;Veio à minha mente seu sorriso lindo,&lt;br /&gt;Seu jeitinho de falar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suas mãos macias e quentes,&lt;br /&gt;Seu toque suave em minhas mãos&lt;br /&gt;Fechando por um breve momento os olhos&lt;br /&gt;Ouvi sua voz, senti seu calor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por um momento, coloquei-me a pensar,&lt;br /&gt;Nas artimanhas do amor...&lt;br /&gt;Seria o amor algo pra se desejar?&lt;br /&gt;Seria o amor algo pra se abominar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sendo o amor um sentimento lindo,&lt;br /&gt;Tudo de mais puro em um ser...&lt;br /&gt;Desejar o amor deveria ser algo fabuloso,&lt;br /&gt;Não devia gerar dor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por um momento entendi que,&lt;br /&gt;Não é o amor quem gera a dor&lt;br /&gt;O que faz doer na verdade são nossas escolhas...&lt;br /&gt;Erradas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E... Como então não sofrer por amor,&lt;br /&gt;Se as escolhas são inevitáveis?&lt;br /&gt;A escolha é sua em amar,&lt;br /&gt;Mas ser amado é escolha de outro desejar te amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mara Roubert&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/1981383139184522965-3770452956651565887?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/3770452956651565887/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=3770452956651565887' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/3770452956651565887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/3770452956651565887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/10/escolhas-do-amor.html' title='Escolhas do amor'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XQRUUV-LP_0/TotFz3fiusI/AAAAAAAACkI/9HpmYNWJcCA/s72-c/WYWYW363636Y.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-5249439172425213098</id><published>2011-10-01T20:13:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T20:14:55.830-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O amor sempre vem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2KVl1rqDDYk/Toee6arDg5I/AAAAAAAACkA/JK67qXzKAqg/s1600/CATH3363636363636Y.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2KVl1rqDDYk/Toee6arDg5I/AAAAAAAACkA/JK67qXzKAqg/s400/CATH3363636363636Y.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658666183243826066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O amor sempre vem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor sempre vem,&lt;br /&gt;Num piscar, sem pensar,&lt;br /&gt;Como um vento a te tocar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um pouso de olhar, um sorriso,&lt;br /&gt;Uma sintonia que faz o coração disparar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um jeito diferente,&lt;br /&gt;Um rosto expressivo&lt;br /&gt;Até numa palavra,&lt;br /&gt;Num toque, coisas tão simples,&lt;br /&gt;Uma emoção, uma lágrima,&lt;br /&gt;O amor sempre chega,&lt;br /&gt;Sem a gente esperar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No aroma de alguém,&lt;br /&gt;Nos traços que são escritos de uma vida,&lt;br /&gt;De luta de amor de paixão,&lt;br /&gt;A gente se emociona se apaixona,&lt;br /&gt;Parecendo ler, ver, sentir,&lt;br /&gt;O que há no outro coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor sempre vem,&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes do céu, do mar,&lt;br /&gt;Da natureza não existe precisão,&lt;br /&gt;O amor simplesmente está...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor vem e está em todo lugar,&lt;br /&gt;Basta ser sensível, olhar com sinceridade,&lt;br /&gt;Com amor, com carinho, como o coração,   Que o amor sempre vem,&lt;br /&gt;Basta aprender a olhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cláudio D. Borges.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="Lb_conteudo"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="Lb_conteudo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-5249439172425213098?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/5249439172425213098/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=5249439172425213098' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/5249439172425213098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/5249439172425213098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/10/o-amor-sempre-vem.html' title='O amor sempre vem'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2KVl1rqDDYk/Toee6arDg5I/AAAAAAAACkA/JK67qXzKAqg/s72-c/CATH3363636363636Y.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-1783264369376013543</id><published>2011-09-29T01:50:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T02:01:07.156-03:00</updated><title type='text'>CERTAMENTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg1moCT2PHU/ToP7dslM3aI/AAAAAAAACj4/-3KJEmztGAQ/s1600/363636CATH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg1moCT2PHU/ToP7dslM3aI/AAAAAAAACj4/-3KJEmztGAQ/s400/363636CATH.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657642044509445538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CERTAMENTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu te dissesse&lt;br /&gt;Da saudade que me atormentas&lt;br /&gt;Quando estou longe de ti,&lt;br /&gt;Certamente tu&lt;br /&gt;Não acreditarias em mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu te falasse&lt;br /&gt;Das horas sem fim&lt;br /&gt;Que penso em ti,&lt;br /&gt;Desejando-te perto,&lt;br /&gt;Sabendo-te que longe estou,&lt;br /&gt;Certamente tu&lt;br /&gt;Não acreditarias em mim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas, se perto de ti eu dissesse&lt;br /&gt;E falasse,&lt;br /&gt;E te olhasse nos olhos,&lt;br /&gt;E te apertasse nos meus braços,&lt;br /&gt;Certamente tu&lt;br /&gt;Acreditarias em mim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daez Savó&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/1981383139184522965-1783264369376013543?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/1783264369376013543/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=1783264369376013543' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/1783264369376013543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/1783264369376013543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/09/certamente.html' title='CERTAMENTE'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg1moCT2PHU/ToP7dslM3aI/AAAAAAAACj4/-3KJEmztGAQ/s72-c/363636CATH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-296067210722882032</id><published>2011-09-26T01:56:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T02:45:40.492-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lágrimas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsORosLYQVA/ToARcBXz0pI/AAAAAAAACjw/DAk-MYwpEU8/s1600/99999WYWYW3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsORosLYQVA/ToARcBXz0pI/AAAAAAAACjw/DAk-MYwpEU8/s400/99999WYWYW3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656540305079653010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lágrimas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No silêncio da Alma,&lt;br /&gt;A incansável busca da compreensão.&lt;br /&gt;Um dilema entre sentimentos,&lt;br /&gt;Que explodem no coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O aperto no peito se instala.&lt;br /&gt;Tristeza? Alegria?&lt;br /&gt;Coragem? Covardia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As palavras tornam-se ausentes.&lt;br /&gt;Lágrimas se fazem presentes.&lt;br /&gt;Deslizam sobre a face,&lt;br /&gt;Nos lábios suavemente, encontram abrigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um grande amor?&lt;br /&gt;Alguém do passado?&lt;br /&gt;Deixado de lado?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ou um amor presente, e de tão intenso,&lt;br /&gt;Inexplicável é a sensação.&lt;br /&gt;Que lágrimas faz rolar,&lt;br /&gt;Quando ele está no coração,&lt;br /&gt;Invadindo e preenchendo a alma,&lt;br /&gt;Aprendendo a cada vez mais Amar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lágrimas! Doces lágrimas.&lt;br /&gt;Que aparecem sem aviso,&lt;br /&gt;Banhando a Alma de emoção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entender?&lt;br /&gt;Não!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apenas sentir, deixar acontecer...&lt;br /&gt;Este momento silencioso – gracioso.&lt;br /&gt;O delicado encontro entre ambos:&lt;br /&gt;Suas lágrimas&lt;br /&gt;Com seus lábios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autoria&lt;br /&gt;Gênice Suavi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-296067210722882032?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/296067210722882032/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=296067210722882032' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/296067210722882032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/296067210722882032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/09/lagrimas.html' title='Lágrimas.'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsORosLYQVA/ToARcBXz0pI/AAAAAAAACjw/DAk-MYwpEU8/s72-c/99999WYWYW3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-4180388035491267159</id><published>2011-09-21T19:47:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T20:01:31.990-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoje...queria rosas nas minhas mãos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-47VaI1n52bE/TnpsJl-0OMI/AAAAAAAACjo/mkXHmODaqsk/s1600/JJJJJKKKK0000000000000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-47VaI1n52bE/TnpsJl-0OMI/AAAAAAAACjo/mkXHmODaqsk/s400/JJJJJKKKK0000000000000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654951194187282626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hoje...queria rosas nas minhas mãos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje...queria rosas nas minhas mãos...estrelas no meu olhar&lt;br /&gt;Palavras de amor no meu corpo...leves como pétalas de veludo&lt;br /&gt;Hoje...queria andar à deriva no teu desejo...no teu (a)mar&lt;br /&gt;Mas vem a noite...veste-se de grito num abraço tão profundo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje não quero poemas...quero tocar o céu...no infinito voar&lt;br /&gt;Quero repousar ternamente...entre as nuvens o meu cansaço&lt;br /&gt;Entre afagos meu amor...seca os meus olhos cheios de mar&lt;br /&gt;Hoje...meu amor...quero que sejas o olhar onde me enlaço&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje...queria uma voz murmurando ao meu ouvido ternamente&lt;br /&gt;Palavras de amor...escritas no olhar...dedilhadas na minha pele&lt;br /&gt;Hoje não quero rimas nem poemas...queria ser tua docemente&lt;br /&gt;Queria apenas envolver-te nos meus doces braços de mulher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje...queria calar a poesia...hoje queria apenas falar de amor&lt;br /&gt;Queria inventar-me...inventar-te...prender-te nas mãos vazias&lt;br /&gt;Hoje...apenas hoje...queria no silêncio esconder a minha dor&lt;br /&gt;Soltar as palavras que no meu corpo gritam nas noites frias&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje...queria morrer e renascer...hoje queria ser rosa em botão&lt;br /&gt;Queria voar além de mim e do tempo...queria ser o amanhecer&lt;br /&gt;Hoje queria gritar todos os silêncios...escritos no meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Queria hoje meu amor...num doce olhar...em mim te prender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje...apenas hoje...queria sentir o calor da tua voz...a ternura&lt;br /&gt;O tempo dentro do teu olhar...a tua mão presa na minha mão&lt;br /&gt;Hoje queria apenas...o meu corpo ardente no teu...doce loucura&lt;br /&gt;Queria hoje...apenas hoje meu amor...ser um instante de paixão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RosaMaria &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-4180388035491267159?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/4180388035491267159/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=4180388035491267159' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/4180388035491267159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/4180388035491267159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/09/hojequeria-rosas-nas-minhas-maos.html' title='Hoje...queria rosas nas minhas mãos'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-47VaI1n52bE/TnpsJl-0OMI/AAAAAAAACjo/mkXHmODaqsk/s72-c/JJJJJKKKK0000000000000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-8832646932276821209</id><published>2011-09-17T20:17:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T20:22:15.133-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dando asas à imaginação</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ELd6yE9cnZY/TnUrgXt0j-I/AAAAAAAACjg/FnMxEs_Qd5o/s1600/2222222222222222wwwwwwwwwwww.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ELd6yE9cnZY/TnUrgXt0j-I/AAAAAAAACjg/FnMxEs_Qd5o/s400/2222222222222222wwwwwwwwwwww.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653472742355537890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dando asas à imaginação&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria poder dizer o que sinto por ti&lt;br /&gt;Falar do desejo, em ver, conhecer, sentir-te&lt;br /&gt;Mostrar-te meu olhar, que brilha em te imaginar&lt;br /&gt;O meu sorriso, ao escutar sua voz... Sem ouvir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria poder mostrar... Minha felicidade,&lt;br /&gt;Em saber de ti, felicidade em saber que vives&lt;br /&gt;Que respira e suspira por mim, suspira por mim,&lt;br /&gt;Mas não sabe... Que suspiro... Que vivo por ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O meu viver e meu suspirar é só por imaginar&lt;br /&gt;Queria poder, mostrar-me... Olhar-te e olhar&lt;br /&gt;Tornar sonhos, linda realidade de não mais imaginar,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De não mais apenas sonhar, realidade em sentir o gosto&lt;br /&gt;Realidade de entregar-me à imaginação aos sonhos,&lt;br /&gt;De ter você... Queria tanto que soubesse de mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você, em minha vida é tão real que penso vez por outra&lt;br /&gt;Que me escutas, de tanto que chamo por ti, penso em ti...&lt;br /&gt;Não percebestes ainda? Que te beijo todos os dias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mara Roubert&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/1981383139184522965-8832646932276821209?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/8832646932276821209/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=8832646932276821209' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/8832646932276821209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/8832646932276821209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/09/dando-asas-imaginacao.html' title='Dando asas à imaginação'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ELd6yE9cnZY/TnUrgXt0j-I/AAAAAAAACjg/FnMxEs_Qd5o/s72-c/2222222222222222wwwwwwwwwwww.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-1637773582496884600</id><published>2011-09-15T04:48:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T05:24:47.125-03:00</updated><title type='text'>QUANDO AS LAGRIMAS E A CHUVA VIRAM SAUDADE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LJiaWGSN4is/TnG2FYlZv1I/AAAAAAAACjQ/86MgzZpUCEI/s1600/3333333333341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 330px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LJiaWGSN4is/TnG2FYlZv1I/AAAAAAAACjQ/86MgzZpUCEI/s400/3333333333341.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652499210941611858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;QUANDO AS LAGRIMAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E A CHUVA VIRAM SAUDADE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando a chuva cai,&lt;br /&gt;Vejo minhas lágrimas,&lt;br /&gt;Desfalecer de saudade.&lt;br /&gt;Já não sei segura-las.&lt;br /&gt;Assim como a chuva&lt;br /&gt;Não posso controlá-las.&lt;br /&gt;O tempo fecha,&lt;br /&gt;As gotas&lt;br /&gt;Da chuva caem.&lt;br /&gt;E minhas lágrimas,&lt;br /&gt;Molham minha face.&lt;br /&gt;Assim como a chuva;&lt;br /&gt;Molham meus pés.&lt;br /&gt;Minhas lágrimas&lt;br /&gt;Soletram teu nome.&lt;br /&gt;E a chuva leva&lt;br /&gt;Minha saudade&lt;br /&gt;Numa gota de lágrima&lt;br /&gt;Que cai, juntando-se a correnteza&lt;br /&gt;Da chuva ao misturar-se,&lt;br /&gt;Com a gota de lágrima,&lt;br /&gt;Que segue em sua direção&lt;br /&gt;Avisando a saudade,&lt;br /&gt;A falta que sinto,&lt;br /&gt;De você!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flor de Lis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-1637773582496884600?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/1637773582496884600/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=1637773582496884600' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/1637773582496884600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/1637773582496884600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/09/quando-as-lagrimas-e-chuva-viram.html' title='QUANDO AS LAGRIMAS E A CHUVA VIRAM SAUDADE!'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LJiaWGSN4is/TnG2FYlZv1I/AAAAAAAACjQ/86MgzZpUCEI/s72-c/3333333333341.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-1055052417019263777</id><published>2011-09-14T03:54:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T03:56:54.619-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A formação de um Todo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E9PGr-ozACs/TnBP5gw45-I/AAAAAAAACjI/gXlVvPNINpw/s1600/JJJJJJ414144444444444444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E9PGr-ozACs/TnBP5gw45-I/AAAAAAAACjI/gXlVvPNINpw/s400/JJJJJJ414144444444444444.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652105381816100834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A formação de um Todo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Supremo do Amor,&lt;br /&gt;O Sublime da Sensibilidade...&lt;br /&gt;Cada um,&lt;br /&gt;Na sua Verdade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carinhos intensos e verdadeiros,&lt;br /&gt;Almas que se misturam,&lt;br /&gt;Formando uma só,&lt;br /&gt;Sem perder a individualidade...&lt;br /&gt;Mas...&lt;br /&gt;É total a reciprocidade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem espaço para pensamentos tristes, ausentes...&lt;br /&gt;Dois inteiros,&lt;br /&gt;Sempre presentes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para alguns, tamanho Amor, pode ser não compreendido.&lt;br /&gt;Na sua pureza de Ser...&lt;br /&gt;Apenas é:&lt;br /&gt;Ser e sentir,&lt;br /&gt;Deixando tudo fluir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dois Inteiros...&lt;br /&gt;E não duas metades!&lt;br /&gt;Sentimentos verdadeiros,&lt;br /&gt;E não paradoxos da realidade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que se permitem voar nas Asas do Amor!&lt;br /&gt;Embalados por suaves melodias.&lt;br /&gt;Cantos que encantam,&lt;br /&gt;Seja noite,&lt;br /&gt;Seja dia...&lt;br /&gt;Perfeita Sintonia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sintonia do bem querer,&lt;br /&gt;Da ternura, do carinho,&lt;br /&gt;Do desejo, do aconchego...&lt;br /&gt;De apenas... Ser!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor maduro e consciente...&lt;br /&gt;Sem maldades,&lt;br /&gt;Somente... Verdades!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presente, mesmo na ausência.&lt;br /&gt;Perto, mesmo estando longe!&lt;br /&gt;Por quê?&lt;br /&gt;Porque são Dois Inteiros... Um Todo!&lt;br /&gt;Verdadeiros!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gênice Suavi.&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/1981383139184522965-1055052417019263777?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/1055052417019263777/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=1055052417019263777' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/1055052417019263777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/1055052417019263777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/09/formacao-de-um-todo.html' title='A formação de um Todo!'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E9PGr-ozACs/TnBP5gw45-I/AAAAAAAACjI/gXlVvPNINpw/s72-c/JJJJJJ414144444444444444.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-39533203323091130</id><published>2011-09-11T23:21:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T23:39:28.878-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Te Procurei</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-73CEsyqT6mw/Tm1w1ztBV1I/AAAAAAAACjA/1Z-BPmNZlLA/s1600/MARY1109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-73CEsyqT6mw/Tm1w1ztBV1I/AAAAAAAACjA/1Z-BPmNZlLA/s400/MARY1109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651297177134258002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: center;" class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Te Procurei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esses dias...&lt;br /&gt;me perdi de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Te procurei...&lt;br /&gt;na solidão dos meus momentos&lt;br /&gt;e te encontrei como essência de vida.&lt;br /&gt;Esses dias...&lt;br /&gt;me perdi de você,&lt;br /&gt;porque não pude estar perto.&lt;br /&gt;Procurei...&lt;br /&gt;na beleza dos meus sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;vestígios da sua presença.&lt;br /&gt;Te encontrei...&lt;br /&gt;como chama incessante&lt;br /&gt;a aquecer o meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;Você é a doce saudade trazida pela brisa,&lt;br /&gt;que toca o meu rosto ao amanhecer.&lt;br /&gt;É a canção harmoniosa,&lt;br /&gt;que embala as minhas noites.&lt;br /&gt;Te procurei...&lt;br /&gt;no mais delicioso perfume.&lt;br /&gt;Te descobri...&lt;br /&gt;como suave fragrância que envolve o ar,&lt;br /&gt;que chega até a minha emoção&lt;br /&gt;fazendo nascer a inspiração que preciso,&lt;br /&gt;para transformar sonhos,&lt;br /&gt;em lindos poemas de amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lenilce Azevedo- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-39533203323091130?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/39533203323091130/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=39533203323091130' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/39533203323091130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/39533203323091130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/09/te-procurei.html' title='Te Procurei'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-73CEsyqT6mw/Tm1w1ztBV1I/AAAAAAAACjA/1Z-BPmNZlLA/s72-c/MARY1109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-5238700612978785349</id><published>2011-09-09T15:02:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T15:34:01.984-03:00</updated><title type='text'>AMOR NO INFINITO DE MEUS SONHOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jdlWnTfXzc0/Tmpb30XpLRI/AAAAAAAACiw/DqlXrmheGCQ/s1600/WTEAMO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jdlWnTfXzc0/Tmpb30XpLRI/AAAAAAAACiw/DqlXrmheGCQ/s400/WTEAMO.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650429696998452498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AMOR NO INFINITO DE MEUS SONHOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vôo além do infinito, seguindo meu instinto&lt;br /&gt;E você eu levo em meu pensamento&lt;br /&gt;Entre o céu e o mar adormeço&lt;br /&gt;Em meus sonhos vou te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Caminhando sobre a luz do luar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em seus braços me aconchego&lt;br /&gt;De alegria transborda meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Você está comigo! É pura magia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O amor toma conta do meu ser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor por você não tem comparação!&lt;br /&gt;É intenso, bem além do infinito&lt;br /&gt;Você está para minha vida,&lt;br /&gt;Como o sol está para as flores...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como a liberdade de voar&lt;br /&gt;Está para os pássaros...&lt;br /&gt;Como a água está para o oceano...&lt;br /&gt;E como a luz está para as estrelas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomo-te em mais um abraço&lt;br /&gt;Com o mesmo entusiasmo&lt;br /&gt;De todos os abraços que já te dei.&lt;br /&gt;Nossos lábios se unem com a mesma emoção,&lt;br /&gt;Que sinto em cada beijo que te dou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fecho os olhos de prazer...&lt;br /&gt;Completando o vazio com desejo e emoção&lt;br /&gt;De delírio e felicidade, de mais uma vez te ter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te desejando, te querendo, te tendo&lt;br /&gt;Com a mesma intensidade que me invade,&lt;br /&gt;A cada vez que estou perto de você.&lt;br /&gt;Você é a razão do meu viver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você é o ar que respiro,&lt;br /&gt;A luz da minha vida,&lt;br /&gt;O pulsar do meu coração...&lt;br /&gt;É você que eu chamo de infinito amor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flor de Esperança&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/1981383139184522965-5238700612978785349?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/5238700612978785349/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=5238700612978785349' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/5238700612978785349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/5238700612978785349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/09/amor-no-infinito-de-meus-sonhos.html' title='AMOR NO INFINITO DE MEUS SONHOS'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jdlWnTfXzc0/Tmpb30XpLRI/AAAAAAAACiw/DqlXrmheGCQ/s72-c/WTEAMO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-8090056401168402661</id><published>2011-09-07T22:12:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T22:24:36.133-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Preciso, mas não quero esquecer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I_kHgAzdi4g/TmgZTo178aI/AAAAAAAACig/X7ktWk8x5Bs/s1600/YYY22222222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I_kHgAzdi4g/TmgZTo178aI/AAAAAAAACig/X7ktWk8x5Bs/s400/YYY22222222.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649793557708140962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Preciso, mas não quero esquecer...      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como faço para esquecer, se tudo olho e busco me faz lembrar você? Em que corpo minha alma está? Já cansei de dizer ao coração que lá não é mais seu lugar. Deixa estar, dizem que o tempo se encarrega de acalmar, vou acreditar, há um fio de sonhos em mim, não posso deixá-lo se apagar assim.&lt;br /&gt;Vivo -ou penso que vivo- cada segundo do meu dia, nessa pura nostalgia, onde cada hora é você, onde tudo que procuro de alguma forma me faz te querer. A duvida já corrói a sanidade, já não sei se resta alguma na verdade...&lt;br /&gt;Me ensinou a amar e amar todo tempo, Agora, quem me fará esquecer ?!&lt;br /&gt;Se viver sem amor pode até parecer,&lt;br /&gt;mas em nenhum momento da vida isso é viver!  Existo então, inteira afundada nesse sofrimento... Resta um pedido, uma culpa, um grito, um lamento: -Amor, volta me ensina te esquecer... Mesmo que muitas vezes  pareça; eu não existo sem você!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna Carvalho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-8090056401168402661?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/8090056401168402661/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=8090056401168402661' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/8090056401168402661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/8090056401168402661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/09/preciso-mas-nao-quero-esquecer.html' title='Preciso, mas não quero esquecer...'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I_kHgAzdi4g/TmgZTo178aI/AAAAAAAACig/X7ktWk8x5Bs/s72-c/YYY22222222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-1776460718187107196</id><published>2011-09-05T11:34:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T11:48:30.504-03:00</updated><title type='text'>FÊNIX</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aO1Smoxq4MM/TmThCYZDhKI/AAAAAAAACiY/DfGRXxwkxYI/s1600/jjjjjjjjmaryyyyyyyyyyy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aO1Smoxq4MM/TmThCYZDhKI/AAAAAAAACiY/DfGRXxwkxYI/s400/jjjjjjjjmaryyyyyyyyyyy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648887263652971682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FÊNIX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou eterno!&lt;br /&gt;Não há derrota ou sofrimento&lt;br /&gt;que me impeçam de viver mais um momento.&lt;br /&gt;Noutro instante me torno gigante.&lt;br /&gt;Quando tudo estava perdido e eu estava caído,&lt;br /&gt;ressurgi.&lt;br /&gt;Levantei e venci!&lt;br /&gt;Quando me sentia afogando&lt;br /&gt;dei mais uma braçada e pisei firme em terra.&lt;br /&gt;Quando mostrava estar mudo&lt;br /&gt;soltei com força meu grito de guerra.&lt;br /&gt;Se um dia tive medo&lt;br /&gt;no seguinte fui pra batalha,&lt;br /&gt;não temia escuro,nem represália.&lt;br /&gt;Se às vezes,fui fogo de palha,&lt;br /&gt;noutras incendiei o mundo com meu calor.&lt;br /&gt;Se às vezes fui pequeno como gota d’água,&lt;br /&gt;noutras saí inundando de ânimo,esperança e amor.&lt;br /&gt;Se num momento fui grão de areia,&lt;br /&gt;uma coisa feia ou estranha,&lt;br /&gt;noutro fui uma bela e imponente montanha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou assim!&lt;br /&gt;Renasço,ressurjo,reacendo!&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu parecia oco,&lt;br /&gt;uma casa vazia,&lt;br /&gt;eu estava cheio...&lt;br /&gt;transbordando de poesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTA:&lt;br /&gt;Fênix era um pássaro mitológico que renascias das próprias cinzas.&lt;br /&gt;A diferença é que eu não sou um mito.Sou real .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlos Soares Menino Beija-flor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-1776460718187107196?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/1776460718187107196/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=1776460718187107196' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/1776460718187107196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/1776460718187107196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/09/fenix.html' title='FÊNIX'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aO1Smoxq4MM/TmThCYZDhKI/AAAAAAAACiY/DfGRXxwkxYI/s72-c/jjjjjjjjmaryyyyyyyyyyy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-4216331721618037694</id><published>2011-09-04T03:17:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T03:31:20.215-03:00</updated><title type='text'>PRIMAVERA DO AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SybdNf74NjU/TmMa71nha9I/AAAAAAAACiI/hSj0Z_2Zj5o/s1600/JUWWWWWWWWWW444444444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SybdNf74NjU/TmMa71nha9I/AAAAAAAACiI/hSj0Z_2Zj5o/s400/JUWWWWWWWWWW444444444.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648387972960185298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; PRIMAVERA DO AMOR&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Florescer de esperança&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bem, tenho na lembrança:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Faz um ano que o amor chegou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Era primavera, linda manhã de sol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Coberta pelas flores mais belas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Com a sensibilidade de um anjo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O amor veio me acordar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Com seu jeitinho delicado me despertar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Disse-me: Olá, tudo bem?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beijou-me a face com carinho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deu-me a flor mais linda&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chamou-me de querida&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorri... Percebi: Estou viva!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O amor me chama!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Medo, insegurança, me dominava&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O amor insistia, eu resistia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Era diferente seu jeito de me falar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu tinha receio de aceitar, mas eu queria&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aos poucos me deixei levar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Precisava deixar a primavera do amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Florescer meu coração&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E como magia o amor renascia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me refiz... Asas novas ganhei&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Em manso vôo do chão me soltei&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O amor me deu a mão deixando-me segura&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E com ele pude voar na mesma direção&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Com seu jeito romântico,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aos poucos me desnudou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Invadindo minha inocência&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;De menina flor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Em mulher intensa me transformou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Este amor foi mais bonito&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Foi profundo, completo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O amor me chamava, eu respondia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sempre na mesma sintonia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O inverno chegou,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O amor outro rumo tomou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desprovida me deixou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Interrompendo os sonhos meu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A primavera retorna&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorrindo como naquela manhã&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Os campos estão em flores&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O amor quero reencontrar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para meu coração colorir em mil cores&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por este mar vou navegar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para o amor buscar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E na calmaria das ondas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;De primavera vamos bailar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Na areia da praia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quero ao amor me entregar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sobre o brilho das estrelas deliciar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando o amanhecer chegar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Juntos vamos cantar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A mais bela canção do mar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As flores se abrindo,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A natureza sorrindo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rosas vermelhas a despetalar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Como confetes nosso corpo cobrirá&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;É primavera!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nosso amor de novo está no ar!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Esta certeza eu tenho:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tudo se repetirá&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um amor verdadeiro não pode acabar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Te amo! E a cada primavera vou te esperar!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Flor de Esperança (Maria Beatriz Silva)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-4216331721618037694?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/4216331721618037694/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=4216331721618037694' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/4216331721618037694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/4216331721618037694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/09/primavera-do-amor.html' title='PRIMAVERA DO AMOR'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SybdNf74NjU/TmMa71nha9I/AAAAAAAACiI/hSj0Z_2Zj5o/s72-c/JUWWWWWWWWWW444444444.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-1325305728777878041</id><published>2011-09-01T02:59:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T03:14:22.817-03:00</updated><title type='text'>“Nos meus sonhos”</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AVyg5Tfhj9k/Tl8iOlyhhRI/AAAAAAAACho/-R2FgzWalik/s1600/1111111111111111X.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AVyg5Tfhj9k/Tl8iOlyhhRI/AAAAAAAACho/-R2FgzWalik/s400/1111111111111111X.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647270091803428114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;“Nos meus sonhos”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dentro dos meus sonhos perspicazes, pueris&lt;br /&gt;Tua presença cálida e benfazeja faz morada&lt;br /&gt;Imaginar-te em mim, me alimenta, faz feliz&lt;br /&gt;Empresta a limpidez da esperança alicerçada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singrando o coração nestas águas plácidas&lt;br /&gt;Vai meu sonho navegando por tua calmaria&lt;br /&gt;E o afã de outra vez, em palavras tácitas...&lt;br /&gt;Qual fonte, inundar vida em tuas fantasias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sonho, que traz teu coração perto do meu&lt;br /&gt;Quero pra sempre te encontrar e me perder.&lt;br /&gt;Então me farto, e no teu fogo quero arder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que de melhor existe em mim, ainda é teu&lt;br /&gt;Por isso insisto nesta saudade que perdura.&lt;br /&gt;E te chamo, pra ser presença que me cura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glória Salles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-1325305728777878041?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/1325305728777878041/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=1325305728777878041' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/1325305728777878041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/1325305728777878041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/09/nos-meus-sonhos.html' title='“Nos meus sonhos”'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AVyg5Tfhj9k/Tl8iOlyhhRI/AAAAAAAACho/-R2FgzWalik/s72-c/1111111111111111X.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-1250107220695560770</id><published>2011-08-30T01:44:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T02:07:21.237-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Não se Esqueça de Mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MILjKwrvYug/Tlxv18hMbWI/AAAAAAAAChg/WDpsBgciac4/s1600/JJJ77777777777777777777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MILjKwrvYug/Tlxv18hMbWI/AAAAAAAAChg/WDpsBgciac4/s400/JJJ77777777777777777777.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646511005384863074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xwLBE769EOU/TlxvClCT_BI/AAAAAAAAChY/nU4n_OdyaMg/s1600/JJJ77777777777777777777.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Não se Esqueça de Mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antes que o dia amanheça&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E que nada mais aconteça&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como histórias rasuradas no tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antes que nuvens cubram as estrelas sorridentes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tirando-lhes a alegria de estarem contentes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;olhe para cada uma delas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para que não se esqueça de mim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antes de ir embora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na estrada do teu destino,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;colhe as flores no caminho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pois sou cada uma delas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a deixar o aroma perfumado em tuas mãos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para que não se esqueça de mim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antes mesmo de dizer que te amo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;em um rasgo de instante apenas em&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meu pensamento e que tu tão distante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;não perceba...venha apenas como amigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não importa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apenas...não se esqueça de mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mi- &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-1250107220695560770?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/1250107220695560770/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=1250107220695560770' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/1250107220695560770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/1250107220695560770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/08/nao-se-esqueca-de-mim.html' title='Não se Esqueça de Mim'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MILjKwrvYug/Tlxv18hMbWI/AAAAAAAAChg/WDpsBgciac4/s72-c/JJJ77777777777777777777.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-6069717374593206774</id><published>2011-08-24T14:22:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T14:32:38.663-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hlpz3GxE80M/TlU1ZJ5gVPI/AAAAAAAAChQ/dHAIr9RQaD4/s1600/VIDA11111111111111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hlpz3GxE80M/TlU1ZJ5gVPI/AAAAAAAAChQ/dHAIr9RQaD4/s400/VIDA11111111111111111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644476414248899826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SOLIDÃO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou como a estrela que brilha&lt;br /&gt;na imensidão do firmamento.&lt;br /&gt;Digo, escrevo o que penso&lt;br /&gt;e ainda assim, não sabem quem sou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como a estrela no céu,&lt;br /&gt;sou indagada a meu respeito,&lt;br /&gt;mas não compreendem&lt;br /&gt;a minha resposta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou um ser que ama,&lt;br /&gt;que quer ser amada,&lt;br /&gt;que tenta compreender,&lt;br /&gt;e sonha ser compreendida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me só, em meio à multidão,&lt;br /&gt;pois meu mundo íntimo é particular,&lt;br /&gt;indevassado... Só meu, sendo que nele,&lt;br /&gt;não permito invasores, que me roubem a paz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me diferente das outras pessoas,&lt;br /&gt;sinto-me única, especial,&lt;br /&gt;irmã das flores, irmã dos pássaros,&lt;br /&gt;irmã da lua, irmã do sol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não compreendem&lt;br /&gt;meu modo de ser...&lt;br /&gt;Assim como não compreendemos&lt;br /&gt;a vida estelar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me única, especial,&lt;br /&gt;amo a todos com igual amor,&lt;br /&gt;amo a vida, amo viver,&lt;br /&gt;mas, às vezes, sinto-me tão comum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me desaponto porque espero demais,&lt;br /&gt;não aprendi a amar, sem amor desejar...&lt;br /&gt;Espero ternura, carinho, compreensão,&lt;br /&gt;e encontro dúvida, suspeita...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou um ser que se busca e se quer encontrar,&lt;br /&gt;no mundo das artes e no pessoal...&lt;br /&gt;não sei escrever, só sei rabiscar,&lt;br /&gt;penso que amo... Talvez nem saiba amar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FatinhaMussato&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-6069717374593206774?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/6069717374593206774/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=6069717374593206774' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/6069717374593206774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/6069717374593206774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/08/solidao.html' title=''/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hlpz3GxE80M/TlU1ZJ5gVPI/AAAAAAAAChQ/dHAIr9RQaD4/s72-c/VIDA11111111111111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-1246136662292520252</id><published>2011-08-23T02:59:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T03:08:10.851-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu te amo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T5XZW8Nmyi0/TlNDw1uemSI/AAAAAAAAChA/RblHwOaX9Lk/s1600/222222222222222222222222Y.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T5XZW8Nmyi0/TlNDw1uemSI/AAAAAAAAChA/RblHwOaX9Lk/s400/222222222222222222222222Y.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643929264360167714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="fr0"&gt;Eu te amo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amo com o espanto,&lt;br /&gt;de quem não acreditava no amor.&lt;br /&gt;Te amo na solidão de meu amanhecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um amor com a beleza do silencio&lt;br /&gt;e do grito, de um gesto descontraído,&lt;br /&gt;uma roupa desbotada, um solstício&lt;br /&gt;de primavera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu te amo agora, meu presente...&lt;br /&gt;Não te amava antes.&lt;br /&gt;Te amo agora e para sempre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um amar suave como um cair de tarde,&lt;br /&gt;Que às vezes dói, às vezes arde,&lt;br /&gt;Queima na face como uma bofetada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um amar criança com cheiro de talco...&lt;br /&gt;Com o frescor da rosa em botão, do orvalhar&lt;br /&gt;da manhã, do serenar de uma noite de lua...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um amar quente como o fogo da paixão...&lt;br /&gt;Sincero como a dor da saudade...&lt;br /&gt;Simples como a verdade...&lt;br /&gt;Puro como o desejo de um amante...&lt;br /&gt;Maior que o tempo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu te amo...&lt;br /&gt;Como quem nunca crera...&lt;br /&gt;...ser possível amar assim.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span class="aut"&gt;&lt;a class="autor" href="http://pensador.uol.com.br/autor/alex_simas/" target="_blank"&gt;Alex Simas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-1246136662292520252?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T5XZW8Nmyi0/TlNDw1uemSI/AAAAAAAAChA/RblHwOaX9Lk/s72-c/222222222222222222222222Y.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-8408732384934971557</id><published>2011-08-21T13:43:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T03:00:16.342-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hBDZ6FLrXvo/TlE_oADJq8I/AAAAAAAACg4/vtIK8FkT7k8/s1600/JJJJJJJJJJJJJJ777777777777777777777777777777777777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hBDZ6FLrXvo/TlE_oADJq8I/AAAAAAAACg4/vtIK8FkT7k8/s400/JJJJJJJJJJJJJJ777777777777777777777777777777777777.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643361764512476098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Seria Tudo Diferente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Seria tudo diferente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Se eu fosse a sua  alegria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;A sua chegada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Seria tudo diferente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Se eu fosse a a Rosa  Azul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;A verdade sonhada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Seria tudo diferente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Se o seu amor fosse  verdadeiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Esse fogo que queima nas veias,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;O desejo dessa paixao,que  incendeia e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Ascende o meu coraçao,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;E nos une nessa grande  ilusao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Seria tudo diferente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Se a alma fosse mais pura de  amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Simples e singelo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Queria ser a calma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Para o seu dia a  dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;E a noite ser sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Sua grande euforia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Seria tudo  diferente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Se a luz que te ilumina,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;A lágrima de amor,que rola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Da  ausencia,da saudade,do desafeto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Nessa sua grande ausencia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Fosse o sorriso  mais terno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Da sua chegada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Seria tudo diferente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Se o mundo de amor  maior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;A felicidade do antes e depois&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Fosse completa por nosso  amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Seria tudo diferente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Se o mundo,as pessoas,as verdades,e o seu  prazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Foessem a minha verdade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;A minha história,o meu querer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Poder  te amar e te fazer feliz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Sonhar com voce,ver o sol nascer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;E a noite  chegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;As estrelas nos iluminar,e nossas bocas se beijar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Seria tudo  diferente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Se o amor existisse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;E as pessoas se completassem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Nesse único  sentimento,que é amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Ana Maria........Ternurinha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&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/1981383139184522965-8408732384934971557?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/8408732384934971557/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=8408732384934971557' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/8408732384934971557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/8408732384934971557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/08/seria-tudo-diferente-seria-tudo.html' title=''/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hBDZ6FLrXvo/TlE_oADJq8I/AAAAAAAACg4/vtIK8FkT7k8/s72-c/JJJJJJJJJJJJJJ777777777777777777777777777777777777.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-4640620020072425285</id><published>2011-08-20T02:48:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T19:28:58.990-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Adeus amor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-00D2IKtelcg/Tk9NI9R85vI/AAAAAAAACgo/oDP3w_PExAE/s1600/YYYY44444444444444444444444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-00D2IKtelcg/Tk9NI9R85vI/AAAAAAAACgo/oDP3w_PExAE/s400/YYYY44444444444444444444444.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642813674402670322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adeus amor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É pena dizer-te isso&lt;br /&gt;onde nem comigo ficou.&lt;br /&gt;Um dia quem sabe eu&lt;br /&gt;cresça e faça com que meus&lt;br /&gt;sonhos aconteça.&lt;br /&gt;Despeço-me aqui deste&lt;br /&gt;encanto misto&lt;br /&gt;de alegria, melancolia e dor.&lt;br /&gt;Somos grandes demais,&lt;br /&gt;somos iguais neste&lt;br /&gt;mundo pequeno&lt;br /&gt;de amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeus...&lt;br /&gt;Mas não esqueça...&lt;br /&gt;Não sou dona de mim tão pouco&lt;br /&gt;tu és de ti... Entreguei-me&lt;br /&gt;em tuas mãos, mas fingis-te&lt;br /&gt;que não me amou.&lt;br /&gt;Escrevi versos pra dizer&lt;br /&gt;que te daria tudo,&lt;br /&gt;fiz o que jamais pensara fazer,&lt;br /&gt;mas acabou não quero ficar&lt;br /&gt;ansiosa nem muito&lt;br /&gt;menos sofrer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeus ao amor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fujo como tu foge de tal&lt;br /&gt;sentimento indefinível&lt;br /&gt;amargo destino.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje estou assim sem&lt;br /&gt;vida hoje nada me inspira.&lt;br /&gt;Adeus, mas não deixa&lt;br /&gt;no esquecimento.&lt;br /&gt;Somos duas almas feridas...&lt;br /&gt;Ou o que chamam&lt;br /&gt;de lamento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marisa Torres&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-4640620020072425285?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/4640620020072425285/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=4640620020072425285' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/4640620020072425285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/4640620020072425285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/08/adeus-amor.html' title='Adeus amor...'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-00D2IKtelcg/Tk9NI9R85vI/AAAAAAAACgo/oDP3w_PExAE/s72-c/YYYY44444444444444444444444.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-1737167214439451236</id><published>2011-08-18T02:44:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T02:06:29.667-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Não te rendas !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KWnu1RMVe9M/Tkyovjat9II/AAAAAAAACfo/dTr3QLxWaXo/s1600/WWWWWWWYYYYY77777777777777777777777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KWnu1RMVe9M/Tkyovjat9II/AAAAAAAACfo/dTr3QLxWaXo/s400/WWWWWWWYYYYY77777777777777777777777.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642069968103011458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não te rendas !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não te rendas, ainda é tempo&lt;br /&gt;De se ter objetivos e começar de novo,&lt;br /&gt;Aceitar tuas sombras,&lt;br /&gt;Enterrar teus medos&lt;br /&gt;Soltar o lastro,&lt;br /&gt;Retomar o vôo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não te rendas que a vida é isso,&lt;br /&gt;Continuar a viagem,&lt;br /&gt;Perseguir teus sonhos,&lt;br /&gt;Destravar o tempo,&lt;br /&gt;Correr os escombros&lt;br /&gt;E destapar o céu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não te rendas, por favor, não cedas,&lt;br /&gt;Ainda que o frio queime,&lt;br /&gt;Ainda que o medo morda,&lt;br /&gt;Ainda que o sol se esconda,&lt;br /&gt;E o vento se cale,&lt;br /&gt;Ainda existe fogo na tua alma.&lt;br /&gt;Ainda existe vida nos teus sonhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque a vida é tua e teu também o desejo&lt;br /&gt;Porque o tens querido e porque eu te quero&lt;br /&gt;Porque existe o vinho e o amor, é certo.&lt;br /&gt;Porque não existem feridas que o tempo não cure.&lt;br /&gt;Abrir as portas,&lt;br /&gt;Tirar as trancas,&lt;br /&gt;Abandonar as muralhas que te protegeram,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viver a vida e aceitar o desafio,&lt;br /&gt;Recuperar o sorriso,&lt;br /&gt;Ensaiar um canto,&lt;br /&gt;Baixar a guarda e estender as mãos&lt;br /&gt;Abrir as asas&lt;br /&gt;E tentar de novo&lt;br /&gt;Celebrar a vida e se apossar dos céus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não te rendas, por favor, não cedas,&lt;br /&gt;Ainda que o frio te queime,&lt;br /&gt;Ainda que o medo te morda,&lt;br /&gt;Ainda que o sol ponha e se cale o vento,&lt;br /&gt;Ainda existe fogo na tua alma,&lt;br /&gt;Ainda existe vida nos teus sonhos&lt;br /&gt;Porque cada dia é um novo começo,&lt;br /&gt;Porque esta é a hora e o melhor momento&lt;br /&gt;Porque não estás sozinho, porque eu te amo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valquiria Silveira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-1737167214439451236?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/1737167214439451236/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=1737167214439451236' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/1737167214439451236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/1737167214439451236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/08/nao-te-rendas.html' title='Não te rendas !'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KWnu1RMVe9M/Tkyovjat9II/AAAAAAAACfo/dTr3QLxWaXo/s72-c/WWWWWWWYYYYY77777777777777777777777.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-8052162195487474815</id><published>2011-08-15T05:04:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T19:32:52.587-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Liberdade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fHaGTwoHV4I/TkjWnivQhDI/AAAAAAAACfY/uQsF-yyk4OQ/s1600/WWW151541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fHaGTwoHV4I/TkjWnivQhDI/AAAAAAAACfY/uQsF-yyk4OQ/s400/WWW151541.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640994508109808690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Liberdade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liberta o seu&lt;br /&gt;coração&lt;br /&gt;do apego, do medo&lt;br /&gt;da mágoa, do ciúme,&lt;br /&gt;de todos os&lt;br /&gt;pensamentos negativos,&lt;br /&gt;e sinta-se livre&lt;br /&gt;de verdade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liberta-se do&lt;br /&gt;sofrimento do passado&lt;br /&gt;para que a sua&lt;br /&gt;alma se livre do cárcere,&lt;br /&gt;e assim não se&lt;br /&gt;sentir julgada condenada,&lt;br /&gt;pelas provas e aflições&lt;br /&gt;da vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liberta-se e viva&lt;br /&gt;o vindouro,&lt;br /&gt;para que você possa&lt;br /&gt;enxergar uma nova luz,&lt;br /&gt;um novo horizonte&lt;br /&gt;que se descortinará em sua vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liberte-se para um&lt;br /&gt;novo amor,&lt;br /&gt;abrace, ame;&lt;br /&gt;mostre que você pode se renovar,&lt;br /&gt;se transforme;&lt;br /&gt;sabe que depois de uma tempestade&lt;br /&gt;o sol aprece radiante&lt;br /&gt;a iluminar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liberte-se e&lt;br /&gt;mantenha acessa a chama do amor,&lt;br /&gt;seja qual for à circunstância,&lt;br /&gt;mantenha o brilho,&lt;br /&gt;o esplendor no seu olhar,&lt;br /&gt;mostre que a sua&lt;br /&gt;fé não se abala&lt;br /&gt;por motivo nenhum&lt;br /&gt;e que o amor vence&lt;br /&gt;qualquer barreira...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cláudio Domingos Borges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-8052162195487474815?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/8052162195487474815/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=8052162195487474815' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/8052162195487474815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/8052162195487474815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/08/liberdade.html' title='Liberdade'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fHaGTwoHV4I/TkjWnivQhDI/AAAAAAAACfY/uQsF-yyk4OQ/s72-c/WWW151541.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-7967139000098697426</id><published>2011-08-14T03:38:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T02:07:23.640-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Porque ainda calas as tuas palavras.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0URnYOV1R34/Tkdu7I6UgYI/AAAAAAAACew/ld-UOYT5phs/s1600/WYYYYY4141414H4141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0URnYOV1R34/Tkdu7I6UgYI/AAAAAAAACew/ld-UOYT5phs/s400/WYYYYY4141414H4141.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640599020588269954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;function disableselect(e){returnfalse;} document.onselectstart=new Function ("return false"); if (window.sidebar){document.onmousedown=disableselect;document.onclick=reEnable;}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque ainda calas as tuas palavras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No escuro do teu dia escolhes os passos que dás&lt;br /&gt;Arriscas atirar palavras de uma forma tão fugaz,&lt;br /&gt;Não sei se pensaste no que não disseste&lt;br /&gt;Se ficaste contente com o que fizeste.&lt;br /&gt;Atreveu-se algo em ti a querer mais do Mundo&lt;br /&gt;Querias pisar o chão de segundo a segundo&lt;br /&gt;Fechaste os olhos quando pensaste estar seguro&lt;br /&gt;Feriste-te no único espinho que não vias&lt;br /&gt;Pela rosa que veneravas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;És só um coração aberto&lt;br /&gt;Com medo de ver&lt;br /&gt;Com medo de ter em si a resposta,&lt;br /&gt;Porque não acordas e lês o que a vida te dá&lt;br /&gt;Não vês o que no teu mundo está?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiz tantas entrelinhas por teatro,&lt;br /&gt;Fiz tantos versos de mentira.&lt;br /&gt;Calando sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;Ocultando momentos&lt;br /&gt;Escrevi o teu rumo em tantas noites,&lt;br /&gt;Por a tua rosa te ferir poemas fiz e desfiz.&lt;br /&gt;Versos magoados&lt;br /&gt;Escorreram lágrimas desta poesia&lt;br /&gt;Perdida entre tantos olhares&lt;br /&gt;Em tantos cantos abandonada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era a poesia magoada&lt;br /&gt;Que te esperava,&lt;br /&gt;A poesia do meu coração aberto&lt;br /&gt;Ferido pelos esses teus espinhos&lt;br /&gt;Que desejavam outra flor.&lt;br /&gt;A poesia que te esperou&lt;br /&gt;E o sentimento queimou,&lt;br /&gt;Em versos as memórias perdeu&lt;br /&gt;Do sentimento que nos venceu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  Mafalda -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-7967139000098697426?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/7967139000098697426/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=7967139000098697426' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/7967139000098697426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/7967139000098697426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/08/porque-ainda-calas-as-tuas-palavras.html' title='Porque ainda calas as tuas palavras.'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0URnYOV1R34/Tkdu7I6UgYI/AAAAAAAACew/ld-UOYT5phs/s72-c/WYYYYY4141414H4141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-5139470986952872748</id><published>2011-08-12T13:52:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T14:01:07.725-03:00</updated><title type='text'>REENCONTRO...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GQIblHhwTh4/TkVcTl-Ji1I/AAAAAAAACeo/OKx_GGJTGW4/s1600/WWWW999999999JUS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GQIblHhwTh4/TkVcTl-Ji1I/AAAAAAAACeo/OKx_GGJTGW4/s400/WWWW999999999JUS.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640015600031468370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;function disableselect(e){returnfalse;} document.onselectstart=new Function ("return false"); if (window.sidebar){document.onmousedown=disableselect;document.onclick=reEnable;}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REENCONTRO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah...&lt;br /&gt;Não importa o dia, a hora ou lugar...&lt;br /&gt;Chegará o dia em que os&lt;br /&gt;Olhares se tocarão&lt;br /&gt;E num instante de infinita magia...&lt;br /&gt;Dois espíritos se reencontrarão,&lt;br /&gt;Completamente inebriados&lt;br /&gt;Pelo reconhecimento súbito&lt;br /&gt;De um amor já vivido, de um amor antigo.&lt;br /&gt;Ah...&lt;br /&gt;No reconhecimento desse amor,&lt;br /&gt;Seus espíritos se reconhecerão&lt;br /&gt;Pela inebriante experiência de viver, sentir e conhecer&lt;br /&gt;O que é amar.&lt;br /&gt;Como os ventos se tocarão,&lt;br /&gt;E as incertezas do mundo, superarão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse será o momento mais esperado,&lt;br /&gt;De dois corações apaixonados...&lt;br /&gt;Que um dia pelo amor foram marcados.&lt;br /&gt;O destino que um dia os unira,&lt;br /&gt;Foi-se embora levando-lhes a alegria...&lt;br /&gt;Daqueles que foram felizes um dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem você meu mundo é sombrio.&lt;br /&gt;Não há emoção nem vicejos,&lt;br /&gt;Não há paixão nem lampejos,&lt;br /&gt;Não há loucura nem desvario...&lt;br /&gt;Sem você meu mundo é medonho,&lt;br /&gt;Minha realidade parece um sonho,&lt;br /&gt;Minha lembrança é pura saudade...&lt;br /&gt;Sem você tudo em torno é falsidade.&lt;br /&gt;Não existe essa tal felicidade,&lt;br /&gt;Meu mundo é frio e tristonho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem você meu mundo é vazio.&lt;br /&gt;Não há carícias nem beijos,&lt;br /&gt;Não há calor nem arrepio,&lt;br /&gt;Não há prazer nem desejos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah...&lt;br /&gt;Que bom que o tempo passa e renasce outro dia,&lt;br /&gt;Fazendo-nos esquecer de todas as noites frias...&lt;br /&gt;Quando enfim reencontramos a nossa melhor parte!&lt;br /&gt;Um amor delirante, que brilha, sufoca sem alarde,&lt;br /&gt;Amor tão perfeito como uma arte&lt;br /&gt;Que não se descarta nem cedo, nem tarde...&lt;br /&gt;Pois é o afago no peito que acalma e que arde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah...&lt;br /&gt;Não importa o dia, a hora ou lugar...&lt;br /&gt;O importante é que nossos corações vão um dia se reencontrar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(L.M.T) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-5139470986952872748?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/5139470986952872748/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=5139470986952872748' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/5139470986952872748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/5139470986952872748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/08/reencontro.html' title='REENCONTRO...'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GQIblHhwTh4/TkVcTl-Ji1I/AAAAAAAACeo/OKx_GGJTGW4/s72-c/WWWW999999999JUS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-6641608246557529641</id><published>2011-08-10T15:12:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T15:48:02.752-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ALMA E CORAÇÃO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fG0sPZ9VBqY/TkLSHYip5JI/AAAAAAAACeU/NlsWBJ4fdTQ/s1600/WWWWWW9999YYY999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fG0sPZ9VBqY/TkLSHYip5JI/AAAAAAAACeU/NlsWBJ4fdTQ/s400/WWWWWW9999YYY999.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639300707710002322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALMA E CORAÇÃO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procuro em ti a minha própria existência.&lt;br /&gt;Não sou dona de mim, e, meu coração já não me pertence.&lt;br /&gt;Vagueio na imensidão de um espaço vazio marcando trilhas&lt;br /&gt;em minh’alma apaixonada..&lt;br /&gt;Colho flores perfumadas da minha imaginação para&lt;br /&gt;entregar-te juntamente com o perfume exalado de meu corpo&lt;br /&gt;embriagado de amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se tua alma já não procura mais a minha, insistentemente&lt;br /&gt;a minha tateia na escuridão a procura da tua, e, por mais distante&lt;br /&gt;que possa estar, meus pensamentos são tão rápidos, que antes mesmo&lt;br /&gt;de imaginar estou perto de ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não há Razão sem Emoção...&lt;br /&gt;Não há Emoção sem a Alma...&lt;br /&gt;Não há Coração vazio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque não existe Alma sem Coração, e, Coração sem Emoção!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mi-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-6641608246557529641?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/6641608246557529641/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=6641608246557529641' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/6641608246557529641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/6641608246557529641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/08/alma-e-coracao.html' title='ALMA E CORAÇÃO'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fG0sPZ9VBqY/TkLSHYip5JI/AAAAAAAACeU/NlsWBJ4fdTQ/s72-c/WWWWWW9999YYY999.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-1000458645607704862</id><published>2011-08-06T18:15:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T18:24:45.393-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quero Ser...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VOQqlhOWCNU/Tj2xFcwYXhI/AAAAAAAACdw/_1JJWZ24OoQ/s1600/WYWYQUERO%2BSERJJJJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VOQqlhOWCNU/Tj2xFcwYXhI/AAAAAAAACdw/_1JJWZ24OoQ/s400/WYWYQUERO%2BSERJJJJ.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637857015714307602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;function disableselect(e){returnfalse;} document.onselectstart=new Function ("return false"); if (window.sidebar){document.onmousedown=disableselect;document.onclick=reEnable;}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero Ser...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero ser o seu porto seguro,&lt;br /&gt;Alguém que entende todos os seus anseios,&lt;br /&gt;Alguém que caminha de mãos dadas, lado a lado pela vida afora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero ser a pessoa que encanta seus dias como o sol que ilumina!&lt;br /&gt;Alguém em quem você possa sentir o verdadeiro pulsar do coração,&lt;br /&gt;Alguém que lhe cubra de atenção!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero ser suas asas e raízes,&lt;br /&gt;Alguém que segura firme em suas mãos quando você alto demais voar,&lt;br /&gt;E alguém que lhe ‘empurra’ quando suas raízes começarem a lhe dominar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero ser alguém sempre presente em todos os momentos,&lt;br /&gt;Alguém que entende a dor da solidão e a alegria do bem viver,&lt;br /&gt;Alguém que sabe a diferença de realmente amar ou sofrer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero ser a pessoa que lhe mostre toda a sensibilidade de ser,&lt;br /&gt;Alguém que use da magia do amor, com delicadeza... Seu coração aquecer,&lt;br /&gt;E mostrar a você a importância do real Bem Querer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero ser o bom humor que contagia e faz sorrir,&lt;br /&gt;Alguém que ‘expulsa’ a tristeza,&lt;br /&gt;Que transforma a noite sombria,&lt;br /&gt;Em constante alegria!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero ser...&lt;br /&gt;Apenas quero ser alguém que faça a diferença em sua Vida!&lt;br /&gt;Alguém que marque para toda a Eternidade.&lt;br /&gt;Seja por segundos, minutos, momentos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas... Estes, com certeza, permanecerão em sua mente,&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto você viver!&lt;br /&gt;Por quê?&lt;br /&gt;Por eu ser quem sou:&lt;br /&gt;Apenas eu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Permita que eu seja o que quero ser para você...&lt;br /&gt;É difícil entender?&lt;br /&gt;Não entenda...&lt;br /&gt;Apenas sinta... E comigo ‘venha Ser’...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gênice Suavi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-1000458645607704862?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/1000458645607704862/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=1000458645607704862' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/1000458645607704862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/1000458645607704862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/08/quero-ser.html' title='Quero Ser...'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VOQqlhOWCNU/Tj2xFcwYXhI/AAAAAAAACdw/_1JJWZ24OoQ/s72-c/WYWYQUERO%2BSERJJJJ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-4368785885952391112</id><published>2011-08-01T23:21:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T02:43:53.643-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vPh6xJxsllo/TjeOkxVKiwI/AAAAAAAACbo/4yMhXWzPXts/s1600/CATHHYANNNNY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 329px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vPh6xJxsllo/TjeOkxVKiwI/AAAAAAAACbo/4yMhXWzPXts/s400/CATHHYANNNNY.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636130221046008578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixa ir embora a sombra que te segue; espanta-a fulminantemente com a tua luz; clareia-a a ponto que todas as demais sombras também fujam de medo. De fato, as sombras têm medo da luz, e assim é tanto o seu medo que estão sempre na direção oposta de tudo que brilha, de tudo que irradia energia em clarões. Mata a sombra que te segue até mesmo pelas noites sem estrelas. Transforma-te em luz até dentro da maior escuridão; até onde os olhos não podem enxergar, até onde não conhecem o sol. Brilha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adriano Hungaro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-4368785885952391112?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/4368785885952391112/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=4368785885952391112' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/4368785885952391112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/4368785885952391112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/08/deixa-ir-embora-sombra-que-te-segue.html' title=''/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vPh6xJxsllo/TjeOkxVKiwI/AAAAAAAACbo/4yMhXWzPXts/s72-c/CATHHYANNNNY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-3370690698658778454</id><published>2011-07-31T12:29:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T15:27:17.399-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O teu amor me acompanha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9DsZC9Jou-Q/TjWegCv_ZgI/AAAAAAAACbI/xJhcBr-ETaU/s1600/zzzzzzzzz9000000000000000000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9DsZC9Jou-Q/TjWegCv_ZgI/AAAAAAAACbI/xJhcBr-ETaU/s400/zzzzzzzzz9000000000000000000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635584782055204354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O teu amor me acompanha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O teu amor deixa rastro nos caminhos por onde eu ando,&lt;br /&gt;a tua marca está em todos os lugares,&lt;br /&gt;assim eu não posso te esquecer.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto que já passou por aqui;&lt;br /&gt;e tudo me faz lembrar que eu preciso voltar&lt;br /&gt;quanto mais longe eu fico, mais sou castigado:&lt;br /&gt;o coração dói com saudade, me faz chorar, tudo lembra você:&lt;br /&gt;o seu cheiro as cores, as flores, as pessoas, as feições,&lt;br /&gt;o que é belo, o que é feio, as cenas dramáticas,&lt;br /&gt;as que me fazem chorar, as que me comovem,&lt;br /&gt;as que me fazem rir, tudo me alerta, chama a atenção,&lt;br /&gt;que eu preciso voltar para junto de ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando amanhece você aparece,&lt;br /&gt;como o sol, a mostrar a sua beleza,&lt;br /&gt;o seu esplendor, raiando seus brilhos,&lt;br /&gt;mostrando-me que está sempre presente a onde quer que eu vá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E sem o meu querer,&lt;br /&gt;como o vento vem me tocar, falar,&lt;br /&gt;fazendo-me lembrar do nosso amor,&lt;br /&gt;que é hora de voltar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que eu adormeça, você sempre me encanta,&lt;br /&gt;ofusca os meus olhos com o brilho das estrelas,&lt;br /&gt;e a inebriante luz do luar que me ludibria,&lt;br /&gt;levando-me para onde quer que você vá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com os teus argumentos eu não posso lutar,&lt;br /&gt;o amor é mais forte do que eu,&lt;br /&gt;e todos os caminhos levam-me até você,&lt;br /&gt;e não existe força maior que o amor,&lt;br /&gt;por isso em qualquer lugar eu posso me encontrar&lt;br /&gt;é só deixar o meu coração descansar parar de procurar,&lt;br /&gt;voltar para junto de ti para ter paz, alegria no coração,&lt;br /&gt;porque sei que sempre esteve aqui, está junto de mim,&lt;br /&gt;e que me ama, é só deixar que me ame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cláudio D. Borges.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-3370690698658778454?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/3370690698658778454/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=3370690698658778454' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/3370690698658778454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/3370690698658778454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/07/o-teu-amor-me-acompanha.html' title='O teu amor me acompanha'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9DsZC9Jou-Q/TjWegCv_ZgI/AAAAAAAACbI/xJhcBr-ETaU/s72-c/zzzzzzzzz9000000000000000000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-4556424016748896164</id><published>2011-07-29T02:01:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T02:03:24.483-03:00</updated><title type='text'>PARTIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-49jT6nfN53k/TjI-xlexQlI/AAAAAAAACa4/5IchUe47xaY/s1600/CATHJUSWY41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-49jT6nfN53k/TjI-xlexQlI/AAAAAAAACa4/5IchUe47xaY/s400/CATHJUSWY41.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634635105389593170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;function disableselect(e){returnfalse;} document.onselectstart=new Function ("return false"); if (window.sidebar){document.onmousedown=disableselect;document.onclick=reEnable;}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARTIDA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segue tranqüilo nas águas de um rio deslizando teu casco&lt;br /&gt;em busca de outros tesouros.&lt;br /&gt;Deixaste para trás as encostas com pedras afiadas&lt;br /&gt;e os sonhos desfeitos pelas ingratas corredeiras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apenas uma folha caída de um imenso vendaval sofreu&lt;br /&gt;tua partida.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje mansamente adormecida nas profundezas&lt;br /&gt;de sua própria imaginação.&lt;br /&gt;Não olhes... Talvez sinta pena e o que ela precisa é de uma&lt;br /&gt;Louca paixão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segue teu rumo deslizando por entre galhos secos caídos&lt;br /&gt;de um rio sem volta onde a sabedoria encontra-se à tua frente&lt;br /&gt;em todos os cais que atracar.&lt;br /&gt;Colhe as pedras preciosas do caminho e guarde-as apenas como recordação&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segue serenamente em busca do Horizonte onde o&lt;br /&gt;Infinito é o teu próprio coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mi-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-4556424016748896164?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/4556424016748896164/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=4556424016748896164' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/4556424016748896164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/4556424016748896164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/07/partida.html' title='PARTIDA'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-49jT6nfN53k/TjI-xlexQlI/AAAAAAAACa4/5IchUe47xaY/s72-c/CATHJUSWY41.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-48465658793072607</id><published>2011-07-28T04:49:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T04:51:00.822-03:00</updated><title type='text'>RENASCIDA EM FLOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lzmg6Z4pZQs/TjEU3hzVh4I/AAAAAAAACaw/b4ExYQBWxUU/s1600/MINHA%2BVIDA111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lzmg6Z4pZQs/TjEU3hzVh4I/AAAAAAAACaw/b4ExYQBWxUU/s400/MINHA%2BVIDA111.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634307553016252290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;function disableselect(e){returnfalse;} document.onselectstart=new Function ("return false"); if (window.sidebar){document.onmousedown=disableselect;document.onclick=reEnable;}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RENASCIDA EM FLOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aos pés de mim mesma&lt;br /&gt;Vi todas as sombras&lt;br /&gt;Deixadas por paredes trincadas&lt;br /&gt;Fases recortadas&lt;br /&gt;Em linhas feridas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buracos fundos&lt;br /&gt;Nunca imaginados&lt;br /&gt;Foram escolas maestras&lt;br /&gt;Cheias de escolhas incertas&lt;br /&gt;Pintados nesses retratos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trouxeram águas escorridas&lt;br /&gt;Em meu rosto criança&lt;br /&gt;Foram tristezas sentidas&lt;br /&gt;Perguntas acolhidas&lt;br /&gt;Numa profunda esperança&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas dentro desse escuro&lt;br /&gt;Repleto de esquadros&lt;br /&gt;Nasceu um céu intenso&lt;br /&gt;Luzes explodiram&lt;br /&gt;Desse absurdo imenso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E refiz aquela criança&lt;br /&gt;Que do pó se fez flor&lt;br /&gt;Correu em direção do vento&lt;br /&gt;Deixou pra traz o lamento&lt;br /&gt;E gritou apenas&lt;br /&gt;Por amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesses versos pintados&lt;br /&gt;Refletidos em viagem&lt;br /&gt;Pude ver a mulher nascida&lt;br /&gt;Que antes retorcida&lt;br /&gt;Transformou-se em miragem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de tudo&lt;br /&gt;Nasceu por fim&lt;br /&gt;Num ninho celeste&lt;br /&gt;Apenas um Eu colorido&lt;br /&gt;Brilhante&lt;br /&gt;Cipreste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E cheia de amor&lt;br /&gt;Continuo...&lt;br /&gt;Serei para sempre&lt;br /&gt;A criatura que voa&lt;br /&gt;A mulher que se doa&lt;br /&gt;A filha do Tudo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ka Santos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-48465658793072607?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/48465658793072607/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=48465658793072607' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/48465658793072607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/48465658793072607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/07/renascida-em-flor.html' title='RENASCIDA EM FLOR'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lzmg6Z4pZQs/TjEU3hzVh4I/AAAAAAAACaw/b4ExYQBWxUU/s72-c/MINHA%2BVIDA111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-7671168861436981778</id><published>2011-07-27T00:16:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T00:21:51.431-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pra você eu serei...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uHg3UFN-fZ8/Ti-ERi_88SI/AAAAAAAACao/J_kYYF0AZqU/s1600/WWW414141414YYYYYYY5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uHg3UFN-fZ8/Ti-ERi_88SI/AAAAAAAACao/J_kYYF0AZqU/s400/WWW414141414YYYYYYY5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633867095851462946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;function disableselect(e){returnfalse;} document.onselectstart=new Function ("return false"); if (window.sidebar){document.onmousedown=disableselect;document.onclick=reEnable;}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;function disableselect(e){returnfalse;} document.onselectstart=new Function ("return false"); if (window.sidebar){document.onmousedown=disableselect;document.onclick=reEnable;}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra você eu serei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teu jardim ou o campo...&lt;br /&gt;De campo serei flor&lt;br /&gt;e de flor o encanto.&lt;br /&gt;Serei o pouco ou o tanto...&lt;br /&gt;E de tanto te amar.&lt;br /&gt;“Encantar-te-ei.”&lt;br /&gt;Deste amor eu serei ar...&lt;br /&gt;Do teu mar sereia a cantar.&lt;br /&gt;E a cantar viverei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim eu serei.&lt;br /&gt;A fada do amor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ou teu conto de magia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serei plano e esperança&lt;br /&gt;no  teu rosto um dia.&lt;br /&gt;A lágrima a brilhar&lt;br /&gt;correndo na face com&lt;br /&gt; expressão de alegria.&lt;br /&gt;Serei pétala de banho&lt;br /&gt;soprando e explorando no&lt;br /&gt;teu corpo andando.&lt;br /&gt;Em noite de lua serei&lt;br /&gt;predador com tamanho calor&lt;br /&gt;pra saldar com frescor&lt;br /&gt;a real fantasia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E serei muito mais...&lt;br /&gt;Serei eu a presença&lt;br /&gt;se a saudade bater.&lt;br /&gt;Se a dor apontar quando a&lt;br /&gt;noite chegar far-me-ei de prazer.&lt;br /&gt;Serei amuleto ou porção&lt;br /&gt;poderosa com cheiro de rosa&lt;br /&gt;a te proteger.&lt;br /&gt;E de tanto te amar.&lt;br /&gt;Sentirás enfim o cheiro de&lt;br /&gt;jasmim que irás&lt;br /&gt;manter-te acordado...&lt;br /&gt;Trazendo-te a mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marisa Torres&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-7671168861436981778?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/7671168861436981778/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=7671168861436981778' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/7671168861436981778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/7671168861436981778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/07/pra-voce-eu-serei.html' title='Pra você eu serei...'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uHg3UFN-fZ8/Ti-ERi_88SI/AAAAAAAACao/J_kYYF0AZqU/s72-c/WWW414141414YYYYYYY5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-1551073081856973176</id><published>2011-07-25T19:07:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T19:12:11.988-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Só no meu sonho...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XtrjYA3qY7k/Ti3pnCF6EuI/AAAAAAAACaQ/5xT0uuhDASU/s1600/WWWWW3535353535YYYYY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XtrjYA3qY7k/Ti3pnCF6EuI/AAAAAAAACaQ/5xT0uuhDASU/s400/WWWWW3535353535YYYYY.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633415565696176866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;function disableselect(e){returnfalse;} document.onselectstart=new Function ("return false"); if (window.sidebar){document.onmousedown=disableselect;document.onclick=reEnable;}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só no meu sonho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só no meu sonho...só aí...o destino me dá asas para voar&lt;br /&gt;O sol acaricia o meu corpo...o vento me corta as amarras&lt;br /&gt;Só no meu sonho...existe um céu azul...a doce luz do luar&lt;br /&gt;Um jardim de quimeras...uma música suave que me embala&lt;br /&gt;Só no meu sonho...o amor é um instante de doces madrugadas&lt;br /&gt;O passado e o presente se vestem de futuro...a noite adormece&lt;br /&gt;Só no meu sonho...só aí...o meu coração cantará as alvoradas&lt;br /&gt;A noite se faz dia...a claridade me afaga...a dor se desvanece&lt;br /&gt;Só no meu sonho...só aí...sou mulher e me visto de ternura&lt;br /&gt;As minhas mãos são a carícia...no teu corpo abandonadas&lt;br /&gt;Só no meu sonho...sou a tua pele...um momento de loucura&lt;br /&gt;Só aí...abro os meus braços...e entre as nuvens sou amada&lt;br /&gt;Só no meu sonho...livre me entrego...sem medo e sem mágoas&lt;br /&gt;E me deixo inundar...de manhãs douradas...de brisa e de mar&lt;br /&gt;Só no meu sonho...vago ao sabor do vento...sem dor e lágrimas&lt;br /&gt;Como uma noite calma...no sonho me entrego...olhando o luar&lt;br /&gt;Só no meu sonho...o calor do teu corpo me abriga docemente&lt;br /&gt;Te desenho e desejo nos meus braços...me faço pétala de rosa&lt;br /&gt;Só no meu sonho...sou o fundo dos teus olhos...a tua semente&lt;br /&gt;Uma réstia de sol...um poema de amor...uma prece silenciosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só no meu sonho...só aí o mar existe...as ondas me abraçam&lt;br /&gt;O teu olhar me beija...a noite me afaga...me ilumina o luar&lt;br /&gt;Os teus braços me prendem...as tuas mãos me enlaçam&lt;br /&gt;Só no meu sonho...as rosas se desprendem do meu olhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RosaSolidão&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-1551073081856973176?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/1551073081856973176/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=1551073081856973176' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/1551073081856973176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/1551073081856973176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/07/so-no-meu-sonho.html' title='Só no meu sonho...'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XtrjYA3qY7k/Ti3pnCF6EuI/AAAAAAAACaQ/5xT0uuhDASU/s72-c/WWWWW3535353535YYYYY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-6099227126902489563</id><published>2011-07-23T15:07:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T16:13:18.104-03:00</updated><title type='text'>MENINA MEDROSA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uR0YwwYwHFQ/Tisc0rQNmsI/AAAAAAAACaI/uyRWYy0ORJo/s1600/JJJJJJJJJJJ999999999990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uR0YwwYwHFQ/Tisc0rQNmsI/AAAAAAAACaI/uyRWYy0ORJo/s400/JJJJJJJJJJJ999999999990.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632627450246437570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;function disableselect(e){returnfalse;} document.onselectstart=new Function ("return false"); if (window.sidebar){document.onmousedown=disableselect;document.onclick=reEnable;}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MENINA MEDROSA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menina mimada, mimosa, teimosa,&lt;br /&gt;que esperas da vida, tens medo de andar!&lt;br /&gt;às margens do lago, a olhar receosa,&lt;br /&gt;não queres sofrer, não queres tentar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desnuda tua alma&lt;br /&gt;mergulha bem fundo...&lt;br /&gt;Não fuja, se acalma,&lt;br /&gt;descubras o mundo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor é magia, sopro de vida,&lt;br /&gt;da luz a energia, do mar a medida.&lt;br /&gt;É gozo da alma, é dor que judia,&lt;br /&gt;é pranto na calma, no fogo a alegria!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não temas, mulher, à margem da estrada,&lt;br /&gt;poupar-se do espinho, da chuva e trovão.&lt;br /&gt;Desprezas o vinho, esperas o nada...&lt;br /&gt;Tão triste e doído não ter mais paixão!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acorda garota e olhe adiante&lt;br /&gt;desperte pra vida, sai desse torpor!&lt;br /&gt;Queres carinho, coração amante,&lt;br /&gt;entregues teu medo na força do amor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lídia Sirena Vandresen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-6099227126902489563?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/6099227126902489563/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=6099227126902489563' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/6099227126902489563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/6099227126902489563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/07/menina-medrosa.html' title='MENINA MEDROSA!'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uR0YwwYwHFQ/Tisc0rQNmsI/AAAAAAAACaI/uyRWYy0ORJo/s72-c/JJJJJJJJJJJ999999999990.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-4782302642704610885</id><published>2011-07-21T03:01:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T03:37:46.601-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Apenas uma mulher.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gTSpJT6mP6c/TifIuIba0lI/AAAAAAAACaA/JG0FUF5-rEY/s1600/JUSJUS5555555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gTSpJT6mP6c/TifIuIba0lI/AAAAAAAACaA/JG0FUF5-rEY/s400/JUSJUS5555555.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631690553912119890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;function disableselect(e){returnfalse;} document.onselectstart=new Function ("return false"); if (window.sidebar){document.onmousedown=disableselect;document.onclick=reEnable;}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apenas uma mulher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem medos nem receios&lt;br /&gt;de brincar com o coração.&lt;br /&gt;Viciada em amar sem temer decepção.&lt;br /&gt;Que descobriu na poesia&lt;br /&gt;a magia de encantar.&lt;br /&gt;E que delira em acreditar na&lt;br /&gt;beleza do amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma mulher...&lt;br /&gt;Nem a ultima nem a&lt;br /&gt;primeira que anseia e deseja.&lt;br /&gt;Só que falo sem rodeios&lt;br /&gt;que falta um pedaço de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Tantos amores vividos,&lt;br /&gt;claros e escondidos, tantos perdidos.&lt;br /&gt;O que julgo verdadeiro, esta tão&lt;br /&gt;longe de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Meu sonho que deliro, meu&lt;br /&gt;travesseiro de cetim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apenas uma mulher.&lt;br /&gt;Que grita este amor&lt;br /&gt;que sufoca a alma e arde em chama.&lt;br /&gt;E no peito clama eternizar este sonho&lt;br /&gt;encantado sem ser julgado.&lt;br /&gt;Passear de mãos dadas com&lt;br /&gt;seu amante, ou um simples namorado.&lt;br /&gt;Entregar-me a este amor ardente e&lt;br /&gt;verdadeiro e ser apenas uma&lt;br /&gt;mulher de corpo inteiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marisa Torres&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-4782302642704610885?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/4782302642704610885/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=4782302642704610885' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/4782302642704610885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/4782302642704610885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/07/apenas-uma-mulher.html' title='Apenas uma mulher.'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gTSpJT6mP6c/TifIuIba0lI/AAAAAAAACaA/JG0FUF5-rEY/s72-c/JUSJUS5555555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-3033814950605258246</id><published>2011-07-17T23:29:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T23:42:20.466-03:00</updated><title type='text'>INCURÁVEL ROMÂNTICA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TS4xaQrKYoY/TiOdgdgFK9I/AAAAAAAACZw/noT7mlz7sak/s1600/5555555YYYYYYYYYYY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TS4xaQrKYoY/TiOdgdgFK9I/AAAAAAAACZw/noT7mlz7sak/s400/5555555YYYYYYYYYYY.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630517140143811538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INCURÁVEL ROMÂNTICA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haverá cura para o romantismo?&lt;br /&gt;Alguém sabe... pode me dizer?&lt;br /&gt;Pois, ainda que exista eu dispenso!&lt;br /&gt;Gosto do amor&lt;br /&gt;Do jeito mais intenso!&lt;br /&gt;Será isso errado... ou anormal?&lt;br /&gt;Será coisa feia?&lt;br /&gt;Será que dá cadeia...?&lt;br /&gt;Sei lá!&lt;br /&gt;Sou assim, nada poderá me mudar!&lt;br /&gt;Não há remédio pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Nem doutor que me cure&lt;br /&gt;Sou sensível e não mudo&lt;br /&gt;Nem que me prenda ou torture!&lt;br /&gt;Sou manteiga derretida&lt;br /&gt;Choro até mesmo de tédio&lt;br /&gt;Ou lendo bula de remédio!&lt;br /&gt;Que culpa tenho eu&lt;br /&gt;Se você não gosta de flores,&lt;br /&gt;Fica aí curtindo as dores?&lt;br /&gt;Se não gosta do brega&lt;br /&gt;Não se emociona nem se entrega...&lt;br /&gt;Me diz... que culpa tenho eu de ser feliz,&lt;br /&gt;De ser uma romântica inveterada?&lt;br /&gt;Acho que não preciso dizer mais nada!&lt;br /&gt;(Ai, ai)… !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beth Joy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-3033814950605258246?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/3033814950605258246/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=3033814950605258246' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/3033814950605258246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/3033814950605258246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/07/incuravel-romantica.html' title='INCURÁVEL ROMÂNTICA'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TS4xaQrKYoY/TiOdgdgFK9I/AAAAAAAACZw/noT7mlz7sak/s72-c/5555555YYYYYYYYYYY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-9136163482136800283</id><published>2011-07-15T14:21:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T15:23:57.084-03:00</updated><title type='text'>LUA CHEIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-643cJ7U25tA/TiCFLTE_1lI/AAAAAAAACZg/1gc56e7pmdQ/s1600/1111111111111JJJJJJJJJJ1111111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-643cJ7U25tA/TiCFLTE_1lI/AAAAAAAACZg/1gc56e7pmdQ/s400/1111111111111JJJJJJJJJJ1111111111.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629645963359409746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;function disableselect(e){returnfalse;} document.onselectstart=new Function ("return false"); if (window.sidebar){document.onmousedown=disableselect;document.onclick=reEnable;}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUA CHEIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando a Lua lá no céu se torna cheia&lt;br /&gt;Um encanto se traduz no seu brilhar&lt;br /&gt;Acende mistérios como o canto das sereias&lt;br /&gt;E faz o poeta te ver no seu olhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedi a Lua para te levar o meu segredo&lt;br /&gt;E no silêncio te contar bem baixinho&lt;br /&gt;Aprenda a conviver com os seus medos&lt;br /&gt;Que nós vamos iluminar o teu caminho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viver é como a Lua e suas fases&lt;br /&gt;Elas mudam, mas a essência permanece&lt;br /&gt;As raízes que se criam são as bases&lt;br /&gt;E assim a vida sempre acontece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhe a Lua e se lembre de mim&lt;br /&gt;Olhe as estrelas que querem te contar&lt;br /&gt;Que nunca ninguém te amou tanto assim&lt;br /&gt;E esse segredo pra sempre vou guardar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu, a Lua e cada uma das estrelas&lt;br /&gt;Que brilham quando brilha o seu olhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jorge Luiz Vargas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-9136163482136800283?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/9136163482136800283/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=9136163482136800283' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/9136163482136800283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/9136163482136800283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/07/lua-cheia.html' title='LUA CHEIA'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-643cJ7U25tA/TiCFLTE_1lI/AAAAAAAACZg/1gc56e7pmdQ/s72-c/1111111111111JJJJJJJJJJ1111111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-4895159664584791797</id><published>2011-07-14T10:35:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T10:43:26.187-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Espera o meu dia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JISIPg6gu8o/Th7yO9zXPxI/AAAAAAAACZY/ySVQN9bLcr0/s1600/WWWWWWWWWWWW99999999999999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JISIPg6gu8o/Th7yO9zXPxI/AAAAAAAACZY/ySVQN9bLcr0/s400/WWWWWWWWWWWW99999999999999.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629202923181784850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;function disableselect(e){returnfalse;} document.onselectstart=new Function ("return false"); if (window.sidebar){document.onmousedown=disableselect;document.onclick=reEnable;}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espera o meu dia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não vou te dizer tudo aquilo que quero,&lt;br /&gt;porque parte daquilo que quero é silêncio,&lt;br /&gt;é um estado meu de solidão, de tempestade&lt;br /&gt;em noite sem lua e estrelas.Dir-te-ei apenas espera;&lt;br /&gt;porque depois do silêncio e dessa minha tempestade&lt;br /&gt;vem, certamente, a minha antemanhã,&lt;br /&gt;aquela cheia de certezas e calor humano,&lt;br /&gt;cheia de brilho dos meus raios solares.&lt;br /&gt;Espera, porque daqui a pouco eu deixo&lt;br /&gt;de ser noite de tempestades e viro dia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adriano Hungaro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-4895159664584791797?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/4895159664584791797/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=4895159664584791797' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/4895159664584791797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/4895159664584791797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/07/espera-o-meu-dia.html' title='Espera o meu dia!'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JISIPg6gu8o/Th7yO9zXPxI/AAAAAAAACZY/ySVQN9bLcr0/s72-c/WWWWWWWWWWWW99999999999999.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-9164170280858783607</id><published>2011-07-11T19:40:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T21:01:39.747-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu Nome é Saudade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AOSn8MUbGHg/ThuONUa6LRI/AAAAAAAACZA/hswWGb3hZjM/s1600/YYYYYY44444444444444444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AOSn8MUbGHg/ThuONUa6LRI/AAAAAAAACZA/hswWGb3hZjM/s400/YYYYYY44444444444444444.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628248518800583954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;function disableselect(e){returnfalse;} document.onselectstart=new Function ("return false"); if (window.sidebar){document.onmousedown=disableselect;document.onclick=reEnable;}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu Nome é Saudade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olá! eu sou a saudade...&lt;br /&gt;que bom poder te encontrar,&lt;br /&gt;quero um pouco da bondade&lt;br /&gt;que existe em teu meigo olhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moro num coração&lt;br /&gt;que bate desesperado,&lt;br /&gt;por ter perdido a razão&lt;br /&gt;querendo estar ao teu lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivo num vale de lágrimas&lt;br /&gt;que não consigo entender,&lt;br /&gt;tanta emoção que lhe cabe&lt;br /&gt;por não poder te esquecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passo noites em vigília,&lt;br /&gt;tristeza me sufocando,&lt;br /&gt;nunca vi tanta agonia,&lt;br /&gt;no amor que vai te buscando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vejo um nostálgico poema nascer&lt;br /&gt;de um coração tão carente,&lt;br /&gt;que luta para não perecer&lt;br /&gt;pensando em ti tão somente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao te ver assim tão bela&lt;br /&gt;posso enfim, compreender,&lt;br /&gt;essa luz que te ilumina&lt;br /&gt;ninguém pode esquecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu que era saudade&lt;br /&gt;já nem sei mais o que sou...&lt;br /&gt;pois perdi a identidade,&lt;br /&gt;ao conhecer um imenso amor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*FalcãoSR*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-9164170280858783607?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/9164170280858783607/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=9164170280858783607' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/9164170280858783607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/9164170280858783607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/07/meu-nome-e-saudade.html' title='Meu Nome é Saudade'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AOSn8MUbGHg/ThuONUa6LRI/AAAAAAAACZA/hswWGb3hZjM/s72-c/YYYYYY44444444444444444.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-6259911783343353989</id><published>2011-07-09T17:57:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T18:06:51.510-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Silêncio íntimo de mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aKEQ8sU3rVs/ThjC3RyBcNI/AAAAAAAACY4/w0SCWjkGxzY/s1600/WWWWWWWWWWWW55555555555555555555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aKEQ8sU3rVs/ThjC3RyBcNI/AAAAAAAACY4/w0SCWjkGxzY/s400/WWWWWWWWWWWW55555555555555555555.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627461989321240786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;function disableselect(e){returnfalse;} document.onselectstart=new Function ("return false"); if (window.sidebar){document.onmousedown=disableselect;document.onclick=reEnable;}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silêncio íntimo de mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes preciso mergulhar no meu silêncio,&lt;br /&gt;nesse escuro solitário no íntimo de mim&lt;br /&gt;como se precisasse só caber no meu espaço.&lt;br /&gt;Atrevo-me dizer que até esqueço de acordar,&lt;br /&gt;quando sonhos intensos me deslocam do lugar.&lt;br /&gt;Então, perdida nos devaneios, entre a vida e a fantasia:&lt;br /&gt;Fujo! Nem que seja de mim mesma,&lt;br /&gt;nem que tenha que enlouquecer a realidade&lt;br /&gt;para poder mergulhar no silêncio da minha fantasia&lt;br /&gt;É esse muitas vezes o caminho que me perco,&lt;br /&gt;um labirinto de desejos, de coisas que calei,&lt;br /&gt;de outras que omiti,&lt;br /&gt;de tantas outras que por medo não vivi.&lt;br /&gt;E ali, no silêncio íntimo de mim,&lt;br /&gt;sou os meus sonhos;&lt;br /&gt;todos aqueles que deixei de sonhar...&lt;br /&gt;Sou apenas Eu e ninguém vestido de mim,&lt;br /&gt;simplesmente Eu e ninguém além de mim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna Carvalho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-6259911783343353989?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/6259911783343353989/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=6259911783343353989' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/6259911783343353989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/6259911783343353989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/07/silencio-intimo-de-mim.html' title='Silêncio íntimo de mim'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aKEQ8sU3rVs/ThjC3RyBcNI/AAAAAAAACY4/w0SCWjkGxzY/s72-c/WWWWWWWWWWWW55555555555555555555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-5638795362310706928</id><published>2011-07-07T21:26:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T21:35:16.624-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SOMOS ILHAS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-phxU8MGmQp0/ThZQaQ8Fq0I/AAAAAAAACYg/4W23EQ28VFY/s1600/JJJJYYYY555555555555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-phxU8MGmQp0/ThZQaQ8Fq0I/AAAAAAAACYg/4W23EQ28VFY/s400/JJJJYYYY555555555555.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626773196599831362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;function disableselect(e){returnfalse;} document.onselectstart=new Function ("return false"); if (window.sidebar){document.onmousedown=disableselect;document.onclick=reEnable;}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somos Ilhas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando fechamos nossos corações,&lt;br /&gt;Quando permitimos ilusões...&lt;br /&gt;Quando ficamos ausentes, distantes...&lt;br /&gt;Indiferentes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somos ilhas...&lt;br /&gt;Quando exigimos o amor do outro,&lt;br /&gt;Quando deixamos de lado a compreensão,&lt;br /&gt;Quando queremos entender um coração!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando permanecemos num silêncio torturante,&lt;br /&gt;Sufocante,&lt;br /&gt;Tentando fugir de nós mesmos,&lt;br /&gt;Escondendo sentimentos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precisamos de luz...&lt;br /&gt;Ao menos por uma noite,&lt;br /&gt;Com as estrelas refletindo o encanto do luar,&lt;br /&gt;Aprender a verdadeiramente amar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somos ilhas...&lt;br /&gt;Quando impedimos o deixar fluir,&lt;br /&gt;Quando não permitimos a uma segunda chance,&lt;br /&gt;Quando não aceitamos o sentir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilhas... Tristes e solitárias ilhas,&lt;br /&gt;São os que se afastam do amor,&lt;br /&gt;Da ternura,&lt;br /&gt;Do aconchego,&lt;br /&gt;Do desejo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isolados em mares de dor,&lt;br /&gt;Mergulhados em profunda solidão,&lt;br /&gt;A ausência da emoção...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah... Pra que tudo isso?&lt;br /&gt;Afastar-se de possibilidades,&lt;br /&gt;Caminhos,&lt;br /&gt;Verdades?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O oceano é muito mais atrativo do que uma ilha...&lt;br /&gt;Não se feche para o mundo,&lt;br /&gt;Não se feche para você...&lt;br /&gt;Conquiste o seu mar...&lt;br /&gt;E aprenda a amar, sem se apegar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gênice Suavi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-5638795362310706928?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/5638795362310706928/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=5638795362310706928' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/5638795362310706928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/5638795362310706928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/07/somos-ilhas.html' title='SOMOS ILHAS.'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-phxU8MGmQp0/ThZQaQ8Fq0I/AAAAAAAACYg/4W23EQ28VFY/s72-c/JJJJYYYY555555555555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-5091406680215931675</id><published>2011-07-07T15:40:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T15:59:31.974-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor mudo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aZt1mB6R5rM/ThYCDrjbWiI/AAAAAAAACYY/0hl61gKtTZM/s1600/WWWJUUUUUU2222222222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aZt1mB6R5rM/ThYCDrjbWiI/AAAAAAAACYY/0hl61gKtTZM/s400/WWWJUUUUUU2222222222.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626687046700194338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor mudo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amo em silêncio e a&lt;br /&gt;paixão me invade...&lt;br /&gt;Há este amor que cala.&lt;br /&gt;Coisas do coração não têm &lt;br /&gt;explicação, nem razão.&lt;br /&gt;Amor proibido enlouquece&lt;br /&gt;a mente e dá asas&lt;br /&gt;à imaginação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amo calada...&lt;br /&gt;Acariciado pela dor&lt;br /&gt;e a vontade tê-lo e vencer&lt;br /&gt;o medo de te falar.&lt;br /&gt;Amo em silencio ao pensar como&lt;br /&gt;seria beijar-te ao entardecer.&lt;br /&gt;Amanhecer contigo e&lt;br /&gt;mostrar-te o infinito de amar.&lt;br /&gt;Anoitecer e ter certeza que nos&lt;br /&gt;teus braços estaria ao &lt;br /&gt;sol nascer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amar em silencio é&lt;br /&gt;ter tudo e não ter nada.&lt;br /&gt;É como um vidro que nos separa,&lt;br /&gt;ou um espelho que nos ampara.&lt;br /&gt;Amor mudo que fala alto,&lt;br /&gt;que consome meu ser,&lt;br /&gt;que me levanta e&lt;br /&gt;me faz escrever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem... Vem de vez para mim,&lt;br /&gt;ou põe de vez um fim neste&lt;br /&gt;lindo sofrer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marisa Torres&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-5091406680215931675?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/5091406680215931675/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=5091406680215931675' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/5091406680215931675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/5091406680215931675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/07/amor-mudo.html' title='Amor mudo.'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aZt1mB6R5rM/ThYCDrjbWiI/AAAAAAAACYY/0hl61gKtTZM/s72-c/WWWJUUUUUU2222222222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-5946961893927685876</id><published>2011-07-05T14:08:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T14:17:50.681-03:00</updated><title type='text'>*DESVARIO*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lNUDhlO6yZg/ThNHNXAZg2I/AAAAAAAACYI/xQXCP5Ebpgk/s1600/WYYYWWWYYZZZZZZZ44444444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lNUDhlO6yZg/ThNHNXAZg2I/AAAAAAAACYI/xQXCP5Ebpgk/s400/WYYYWWWYYZZZZZZZ44444444.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625918654355440482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;function disableselect(e){returnfalse;} document.onselectstart=new Function ("return false"); if (window.sidebar){document.onmousedown=disableselect;document.onclick=reEnable;}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*DESVARIO*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não me encontro... Eu me desfiz... Será loucura&lt;br /&gt;o que me faz buscar-me em mim... Sem me encontrar?&lt;br /&gt;Verso e reverso, a desdobrar-me... Em vã procura...&lt;br /&gt;Eu já não sou, pois fiz de ti, meu respirar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem sou? Não sei... Porém, a voz que em mim murmura,&lt;br /&gt;grita teu nome em meu silêncio... E o meu olhar&lt;br /&gt;tenta entrever-me, além de ti.... Mas... Amargura!&lt;br /&gt;Além de ti, tudo é vazio... A me tragar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu me procuro... E só me encontro em tua imagem...&lt;br /&gt;Ou não sou eu... Serei somente outra miragem,&lt;br /&gt;outra ilusão dos sonhos meus... Me ensandecendo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perdi-me em ti... Não sei de mim... Estranho fado...&lt;br /&gt;Por tanto amar, sou sem presente e sem passado...&lt;br /&gt;E vivo em ti, longe de mim... Sempre morrendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Patricia Neme -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-5946961893927685876?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/5946961893927685876/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=5946961893927685876' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/5946961893927685876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/5946961893927685876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/07/desvario.html' title='*DESVARIO*'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lNUDhlO6yZg/ThNHNXAZg2I/AAAAAAAACYI/xQXCP5Ebpgk/s72-c/WYYYWWWYYZZZZZZZ44444444.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-5066679170513969505</id><published>2011-07-03T02:14:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T02:19:43.043-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantasia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xrf4Ubdzydw/Tg_72h_u-WI/AAAAAAAACYA/vvhcxoUnSAU/s1600/MARYKKKK41MARY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xrf4Ubdzydw/Tg_72h_u-WI/AAAAAAAACYA/vvhcxoUnSAU/s400/MARYKKKK41MARY.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624991373866236258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;function disableselect(e){returnfalse;} document.onselectstart=new Function ("return false"); if (window.sidebar){document.onmousedown=disableselect;document.onclick=reEnable;}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantasia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se fosse realidade&lt;br /&gt;para você fosse&lt;br /&gt;verdade;&lt;br /&gt;se tudo se&lt;br /&gt;realizasse, se os pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;pudessem lhe&lt;br /&gt;convencer, te tocasse, fizessem você entender&lt;br /&gt;as mensagens que tenho&lt;br /&gt;mandado prá você.&lt;br /&gt;E toda fantasia&lt;br /&gt;acontecesse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se o carinho e o amor&lt;br /&gt;convencesse-lhe,&lt;br /&gt;todos os sonhos se realizariam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando o sono não&lt;br /&gt;vem&lt;br /&gt;na janela do&lt;br /&gt;coração está você,&lt;br /&gt;o coração se&lt;br /&gt;convence da ilusão&lt;br /&gt;a ilusão de ótica&lt;br /&gt;acontece&lt;br /&gt;a iludir o&lt;br /&gt;coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantasia, sedução&lt;br /&gt;e tudo que aparece&lt;br /&gt;está ai você a&lt;br /&gt;enganar com doce sorriso,&lt;br /&gt;a satisfazer a&lt;br /&gt;fantasia de estar com você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em tudo você está,&lt;br /&gt;se você pudesse&lt;br /&gt;perceber, sentir no coração,&lt;br /&gt;tanto amor, tanta&lt;br /&gt;paixão,&lt;br /&gt;se recebesse essa&lt;br /&gt;energia que emano prá você,&lt;br /&gt;saberia com&lt;br /&gt;certeza o quanto eu te amo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cláudio D. Borges.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-5066679170513969505?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/5066679170513969505/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=5066679170513969505' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/5066679170513969505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/5066679170513969505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/07/fantasia.html' title='Fantasia.'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xrf4Ubdzydw/Tg_72h_u-WI/AAAAAAAACYA/vvhcxoUnSAU/s72-c/MARYKKKK41MARY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-386572309682038293</id><published>2011-07-01T20:38:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T21:15:29.856-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoje</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zuKO4aXdEZw/Tg5i6bdT5_I/AAAAAAAACX4/rG88h3kD79A/s1600/YYY44141414141411111111111111111111111111111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zuKO4aXdEZw/Tg5i6bdT5_I/AAAAAAAACX4/rG88h3kD79A/s400/YYY44141414141411111111111111111111111111111111.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624541740574959602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;function disableselect(e){returnfalse;} document.onselectstart=new Function ("return false"); if (window.sidebar){document.onmousedown=disableselect;document.onclick=reEnable;}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje&lt;br /&gt;acordei com saudades&lt;br /&gt;De voar na imensidão de mim mesma...&lt;br /&gt;E entre meus guardados,&lt;br /&gt;Procurei minhas asas.&lt;br /&gt;Houve um tempo em que&lt;br /&gt;voava,&lt;br /&gt;E me perdia numa estranha alegria&lt;br /&gt;Escutando o vento.&lt;br /&gt;Agora outra vez...&lt;br /&gt;Pelo céu quero voar,&lt;br /&gt;E por sobre a muralha dessa vida,&lt;br /&gt;Construir meu momento.&lt;br /&gt;Sem medo,&lt;br /&gt;Deixar-me envolver na mais doce loucura&lt;br /&gt;Lançar-me nesse vazio,&lt;br /&gt;E absorver o silêncio profundo e vasto&lt;br /&gt;Que me dá todas as respostas&lt;br /&gt;Hoje quero voar...&lt;br /&gt;Libertar o coração das amarras,&lt;br /&gt;Deixa-lo livre&lt;br /&gt;Para desvendar os horizontes&lt;br /&gt;Desvanecer no espaço.&lt;br /&gt;Esconder-me do mundo fazer parar o tempo...&lt;br /&gt;Viver o sonho mais sonhado.&lt;br /&gt;E num ato encantado,&lt;br /&gt;dormir, no colo&lt;br /&gt;da lua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glória Salles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-386572309682038293?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/386572309682038293/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=386572309682038293' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/386572309682038293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/386572309682038293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/07/hoje.html' title='Hoje'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zuKO4aXdEZw/Tg5i6bdT5_I/AAAAAAAACX4/rG88h3kD79A/s72-c/YYY44141414141411111111111111111111111111111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-4316098535485195425</id><published>2011-06-30T12:23:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T12:30:38.722-03:00</updated><title type='text'>EU NÃO SABIA ---NÃO SABIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BPQAPXDKQIU/TgyWmNFURQI/AAAAAAAACXw/_iEmyngRDBI/s1600/MARY241111111111111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BPQAPXDKQIU/TgyWmNFURQI/AAAAAAAACXw/_iEmyngRDBI/s400/MARY241111111111111111.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624035617770063106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;function disableselect(e){returnfalse;} document.onselectstart=new Function ("return false"); if (window.sidebar){document.onmousedown=disableselect;document.onclick=reEnable;}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EU NÃO SABIA ---NÃO SABIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sabia que te queria,&lt;br /&gt;mas quando sorrias,&lt;br /&gt;via as estrelas se deitando comigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sabia que te gostava,&lt;br /&gt;mas quando passavas,&lt;br /&gt;partiam contigo minhas loucuras&lt;br /&gt;inconfessas emaranhadas nos teus cabelos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sabia que não te esquecia,&lt;br /&gt;mas quando te recordava,&lt;br /&gt;refazia cada um dos passos&lt;br /&gt;rumo a mim mesma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sabia que te desejava,&lt;br /&gt;mas quando falavas,&lt;br /&gt;tua voz lavava o pó do meu caminho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sabia que sofria,&lt;br /&gt;mas quando não te via,&lt;br /&gt;me distraía queimando&lt;br /&gt;um a um todos os meus brinquedos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sabia que te amava,&lt;br /&gt;mas enquanto desesperada te buscava,&lt;br /&gt;me perdia entre os dedos da mão&lt;br /&gt;que segura o tempo que passou por nós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sabia...Não sabia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria Flor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-4316098535485195425?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/4316098535485195425/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=4316098535485195425' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/4316098535485195425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/4316098535485195425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/06/eu-nao-sabia-nao-sabia.html' title='EU NÃO SABIA ---NÃO SABIA'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BPQAPXDKQIU/TgyWmNFURQI/AAAAAAAACXw/_iEmyngRDBI/s72-c/MARY241111111111111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-909817500932400328</id><published>2011-06-26T22:56:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T23:05:43.594-03:00</updated><title type='text'>DIGA NÃO! ...AO MAL HUMOR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZnlErZONayM/TgflcJ6oF5I/AAAAAAAACXo/7ibWQHQyD10/s1600/414141HIANNNYWYW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZnlErZONayM/TgflcJ6oF5I/AAAAAAAACXo/7ibWQHQyD10/s400/414141HIANNNYWYW.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622714931656267666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;function disableselect(e){returnfalse;} document.onselectstart=new Function ("return false"); if (window.sidebar){document.onmousedown=disableselect;document.onclick=reEnable;}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIGA NÃO! ...AO MAL HUMOR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antes de sair de casa,&lt;br /&gt;Deixe seu mau humor trancado&lt;br /&gt;Não seja mal educado&lt;br /&gt;Achando que todos têm culpa&lt;br /&gt;Do seu dia mal começado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se não se sente bem&lt;br /&gt;Uma boa oração lhe convém&lt;br /&gt;Para lhe tirar esse mal&lt;br /&gt;Que em si têm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problemas todos têm&lt;br /&gt;Dificuldade de alguma coisa&lt;br /&gt;Todos têm, então seja&lt;br /&gt;Sensato e não afaste as pessoas&lt;br /&gt;De você por um mau humor&lt;br /&gt;Que você permite acontecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabemos que ninguém é de ferro&lt;br /&gt;Que somos explosivos,&lt;br /&gt;Têm dias, que nem nos agüentamos.&lt;br /&gt;Mas então façamos uma coisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando estiver de mau humor.&lt;br /&gt;Faça-me o favor, seja humilde.&lt;br /&gt;Pegue seu mau humor...&lt;br /&gt;Tranque-o dentro do bom senso.&lt;br /&gt;Tranque-o dentro da sua educação.&lt;br /&gt;Mas não o tranque dentro de você.&lt;br /&gt;Acaba afastando as pessoas de você.&lt;br /&gt;"Sorria que o mau humor" abandona você.&lt;br /&gt;Antes ele do que quem você ama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*-* Anna A FLOR DE LIS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-909817500932400328?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/909817500932400328/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=909817500932400328' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/909817500932400328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/909817500932400328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/06/diga-nao-ao-mal-humor.html' title='DIGA NÃO! ...AO MAL HUMOR!'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZnlErZONayM/TgflcJ6oF5I/AAAAAAAACXo/7ibWQHQyD10/s72-c/414141HIANNNYWYW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-6330448689001141080</id><published>2011-06-24T07:04:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T07:21:42.118-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Deixe-me voar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qwj3nUM_VJw/TgRlMDQqSfI/AAAAAAAACXg/7Q3sOtV07sA/s1600/WKWKWKKWYYYY414141414HHHH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qwj3nUM_VJw/TgRlMDQqSfI/AAAAAAAACXg/7Q3sOtV07sA/s400/WKWKWKKWYYYY414141414HHHH.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621729492573243890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;function disableselect(e){returnfalse;} document.onselectstart=new Function ("return false"); if (window.sidebar){document.onmousedown=disableselect;document.onclick=reEnable;}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixe-me voar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veja bem&lt;br /&gt;O fato de amar-te tanto não&lt;br /&gt;significa que não me ame também.&lt;br /&gt;Veja Além... Não fui eu!&lt;br /&gt;Foi este coração viajante&lt;br /&gt;que te escolheu. Veja só...&lt;br /&gt;Pensa bem... Plantar-te a&lt;br /&gt;semente do amor em meu sonhos&lt;br /&gt;e agora quer podar?&lt;br /&gt;Veja o que faz... Pela última vez.&lt;br /&gt;Porque implicas tanto se&lt;br /&gt;só quero voar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veja o que fez...&lt;br /&gt;Beijei o lenço branco que me&lt;br /&gt;deras para o pescoço adornar.&lt;br /&gt;E borrei com batom vermelho&lt;br /&gt;que usei para te encantar...&lt;br /&gt;Pois nele lágrimas sequei.&lt;br /&gt;Tenho que escolher amar o&lt;br /&gt;mundo ou te amar?&lt;br /&gt;Como pássaro indefeso&lt;br /&gt;Desabei-me a chorar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que farei?&lt;br /&gt;Tenho alma de pássaro...&lt;br /&gt;Vejo-me assim tenho que voar.&lt;br /&gt;O espírito que reside em cada&lt;br /&gt;ave reside em mim.&lt;br /&gt;Da águia sou fonte clara e limpa...&lt;br /&gt;Também sol e ar.&lt;br /&gt;Qual um cisne tenho que&lt;br /&gt;cantar até morrer não posso parar.&lt;br /&gt;De faisão faço-me dia&lt;br /&gt;vendo o sol nascer.&lt;br /&gt;Adormeço qual íbis durmo&lt;br /&gt;nos braços da lua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E por isso não posso ser tua?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marisa Torres&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-6330448689001141080?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/6330448689001141080/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=6330448689001141080' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/6330448689001141080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/6330448689001141080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/06/deixe-me-voar.html' title='Deixe-me voar...'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qwj3nUM_VJw/TgRlMDQqSfI/AAAAAAAACXg/7Q3sOtV07sA/s72-c/WKWKWKKWYYYY414141414HHHH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-1300859942499545377</id><published>2011-06-23T11:34:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T12:09:58.815-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah!...Coração</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vj-ab0uQbLA/TgNXPTGURfI/AAAAAAAACXY/XSw5fe-te-0/s1600/MARYMARYHJIANYWYW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vj-ab0uQbLA/TgNXPTGURfI/AAAAAAAACXY/XSw5fe-te-0/s400/MARYMARYHJIANYWYW.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621432680224933362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;function disableselect(e){returnfalse;} document.onselectstart=new Function ("return false"); if (window.sidebar){document.onmousedown=disableselect;document.onclick=reEnable;}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah!...Coração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que dia lindo!&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, apesar da chuva e do frio&lt;br /&gt;Consegui ver a felicidade se aproximando...&lt;br /&gt;Veio de mansinho como quem não quer nada&lt;br /&gt;E se instalou bem aqui naquele&lt;br /&gt;Cantinho que temos dentro do peito&lt;br /&gt;Todo vermelhinho onde as batidas sempre&lt;br /&gt;Presentes anunciam um coração que&lt;br /&gt;Bate forte, continuamente e,&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez, por você!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse coração que configura minha emoção&lt;br /&gt;Nem sempre bate feliz...&lt;br /&gt;Já chorou muito também, sofrendo&lt;br /&gt;De saudades pela sua ausência!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem dias que ele bate apaixonado relembrando&lt;br /&gt;Nossos momentos de amor em total entrega...&lt;br /&gt;Em todas as suas batidas ele me faz sentir você...&lt;br /&gt;Seja por saudades, por esperanças, por paixão&lt;br /&gt;Ou por amor, ele sempre bate sem parar!&lt;br /&gt;Tem dias, que ele bate com muita esperança...&lt;br /&gt;Vê-lo chegando, se aninhando bem dentro dele!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei que sem você, ele não mais bateria...&lt;br /&gt;Durantes anos ele só viu, só sentiu, só vibrou&lt;br /&gt;Você... Tornou-se dependente seu em todos&lt;br /&gt;Os ritmos de suas batidas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah!...Coração&lt;br /&gt;Bata forte mais uma vez, faça com ele sinta&lt;br /&gt;E ouça você quando em meus braços&lt;br /&gt;Novamente estiver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gena Maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-1300859942499545377?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/1300859942499545377/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=1300859942499545377' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/1300859942499545377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/1300859942499545377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/06/ahcoracao.html' title='Ah!...Coração'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vj-ab0uQbLA/TgNXPTGURfI/AAAAAAAACXY/XSw5fe-te-0/s72-c/MARYMARYHJIANYWYW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-2618968869435169420</id><published>2011-06-20T02:21:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T02:45:12.539-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ENTRE PEDRAS E FLORES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ljaNnuWOF8/Tf7eWDBskuI/AAAAAAAACXQ/MedOEK9U5VA/s1600/WWWWW4444RMMMMARY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ljaNnuWOF8/Tf7eWDBskuI/AAAAAAAACXQ/MedOEK9U5VA/s400/WWWWW4444RMMMMARY.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620173855355867874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENTRE PEDRAS E FLORES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você até chega a acreditar - numa etapa da sua vida - que pode transformar pedra em flor. Então, cuidadosamente, você aduba a terra e acomoda a pedra num vaso confortável; protege-a do sol intenso e rega-a diariamente com todo carinho, esperando transformá-la em linda flor. Até que - depois de um tempo - conclui que, infelizmente, a pedra continua inerte, fria e sem qualquer vida. Percebe que - apesar do cuidado e zelo - pedra é pedra e flor é flor. Percebe que flores não viram pedras e que pedras jamais serão flores. E percebe ainda mais; que existem pessoas simplesmente iguais às pedras; pessoas que jamais conseguirão se transformar em flores. Pessoas de pedra são eternamente pessoas de pedra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adriano hungaro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-2618968869435169420?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/2618968869435169420/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=2618968869435169420' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/2618968869435169420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/2618968869435169420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/06/entre-pedras-e-flores.html' title='ENTRE PEDRAS E FLORES'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ljaNnuWOF8/Tf7eWDBskuI/AAAAAAAACXQ/MedOEK9U5VA/s72-c/WWWWW4444RMMMMARY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-3585894830458505724</id><published>2011-06-18T04:14:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T04:20:44.372-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O QUE É O AMOR?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LGsyJEHVUAQ/TfxRxzV56gI/AAAAAAAACW4/MnIzoitW8Q8/s1600/WWWWWWWWYYYYY44441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LGsyJEHVUAQ/TfxRxzV56gI/AAAAAAAACW4/MnIzoitW8Q8/s400/WWWWWWWWYYYYY44441.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619456351089060354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;function disableselect(e){returnfalse;} document.onselectstart=new Function ("return false"); if (window.sidebar){document.onmousedown=disableselect;document.onclick=reEnable;}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O QUE É O AMOR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Amor tem várias faces&lt;br /&gt;Vários jeitos&lt;br /&gt;Muitos contrastes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que é o Amor!&lt;br /&gt;Há aquele que ama pouco&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto o outro morre de amor.&lt;br /&gt;Àquele que alimenta o passado&lt;br /&gt;Tentando reviver o momento&lt;br /&gt;Para não ficar no esquecimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que é o Amor!&lt;br /&gt;Existe aquele que nunca sentiu,&lt;br /&gt;Jamais um grande amor viveu.&lt;br /&gt;E também existe aquele que não pára de sonhar,&lt;br /&gt;Que espera vida afora, seu amor encontrar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há aquele que nem acredita,&lt;br /&gt;Afirma ser utopia.&lt;br /&gt;E que o amor ilude,&lt;br /&gt;Não concebe a “dupla sintonia”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afinal, o que é o Amor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor é livre como um pássaro,&lt;br /&gt;Ele precisa voar!&lt;br /&gt;Firme e seguro como a raiz,&lt;br /&gt;Com um lugar para ficar.&lt;br /&gt;Leve e solto como a folha que baila ao vento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reconhecendo a si mesmo no outro,&lt;br /&gt;Puro, absoluto, envolvente e verdadeiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possui o brilho das estrelas no olhar.&lt;br /&gt;Seu toque é suave.&lt;br /&gt;Seu ombro conforta.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo no silêncio, se revela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que é o Amor a não ser a ele mesmo?&lt;br /&gt;Fala por si só,&lt;br /&gt;Mostra-se nas atitudes&lt;br /&gt;Demonstra seu carinho através da delicadeza&lt;br /&gt;Enaltece o outro, pela sua Grandeza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É Uni-Verso.&lt;br /&gt;Direito ou Avesso&lt;br /&gt;Interno ou Externo.&lt;br /&gt;Tempestade ou Calmaria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O verdadeiro amor&lt;br /&gt;É a real compreensão do outro.&lt;br /&gt;Na mais completa sintonia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gênice Suavi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-3585894830458505724?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/3585894830458505724/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=3585894830458505724' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/3585894830458505724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/3585894830458505724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-que-e-o-amor.html' title='O QUE É O AMOR?'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LGsyJEHVUAQ/TfxRxzV56gI/AAAAAAAACW4/MnIzoitW8Q8/s72-c/WWWWWWWWYYYYY44441.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-5919313932490072908</id><published>2011-06-16T11:50:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T11:56:00.724-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Viver</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C6VieNDjj9g/TfoZeE1Xu1I/AAAAAAAACWw/FQOpjNAdWkY/s1600/MARIA41WYWY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C6VieNDjj9g/TfoZeE1Xu1I/AAAAAAAACWw/FQOpjNAdWkY/s400/MARIA41WYWY.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618831489582480210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;function disableselect(e){returnfalse;} document.onselectstart=new Function ("return false"); if (window.sidebar){document.onmousedown=disableselect;document.onclick=reEnable;}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;È preciso saber-se sóbrio, firme e consciente!&lt;br /&gt;Viver em cada segundo, um mundo&lt;br /&gt;Cada amanhecer, cada alvorada&lt;br /&gt;Que muitos não puderam ver!&lt;br /&gt;Não deixar perder-se o riso alheio&lt;br /&gt;O próprio riso, preciso!&lt;br /&gt;E a passarada, o anseio!&lt;br /&gt;Viver cada palavra, pronunciada&lt;br /&gt;Ou contida&lt;br /&gt;Cada sentença da vida,&lt;br /&gt;Cada jura, cada fresta...&lt;br /&gt;Viver o pensamento livre&lt;br /&gt;E pranto que lava a alma&lt;br /&gt;O sopro que sobrevive&lt;br /&gt;A paisagem que acalma!&lt;br /&gt;Viver o rio, o vulcão&lt;br /&gt;O pesar da despedida&lt;br /&gt;E um doce toque de mão&lt;br /&gt;A angustia da espera e o jubilo&lt;br /&gt;De ver chegando&lt;br /&gt;A descoberta de cada era&lt;br /&gt;E todo passo caminhando!&lt;br /&gt;Cada passada correta, ou incerta&lt;br /&gt;Cada medo, cada aresta&lt;br /&gt;A flor, o céu, o ar, o segredo&lt;br /&gt;E um manancial de enredo&lt;br /&gt;Viver o dia mais cedo, viver a dor.&lt;br /&gt;Suportar, acreditar, viver o sonho&lt;br /&gt;E despertar...&lt;br /&gt;E quando adoecer o viver incerto&lt;br /&gt;No que restará de certo,&lt;br /&gt;Ainda, além de tudo:&lt;br /&gt;Viver o amor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claudia Morett&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-5919313932490072908?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/5919313932490072908/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=5919313932490072908' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/5919313932490072908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/5919313932490072908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/06/viver.html' title='Viver'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C6VieNDjj9g/TfoZeE1Xu1I/AAAAAAAACWw/FQOpjNAdWkY/s72-c/MARIA41WYWY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-1617151857517349026</id><published>2011-06-14T10:12:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T11:03:04.715-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Traz de volta...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-46eQi2PAs24/TfdqDJoFSgI/AAAAAAAACWo/iNgod_Pq8eI/s1600/WYWYWY410HY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-46eQi2PAs24/TfdqDJoFSgI/AAAAAAAACWo/iNgod_Pq8eI/s400/WYWYWY410HY.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618075662524172802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;function disableselect(e){returnfalse;} document.onselectstart=new Function ("return false"); if (window.sidebar){document.onmousedown=disableselect;document.onclick=reEnable;}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traz de volta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pássaro que voa&lt;br /&gt;estou aqui na esperança triste de&lt;br /&gt;ver você voltar olhando a garoa.&lt;br /&gt;Lembras o que passamos e o&lt;br /&gt;que vivemos? Certamente não...&lt;br /&gt;Só eu recordo as lembranças boas.&lt;br /&gt;O infinito amor que daria&lt;br /&gt;tudo para ter de&lt;br /&gt;volta um dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda corre em&lt;br /&gt;minhas veias, a eterna&lt;br /&gt;esperança de que um dia, tu&lt;br /&gt;lembrarás as tardes frias&lt;br /&gt;em meio à chuva.&lt;br /&gt;Era tudo tão quente...&lt;br /&gt;Tu de deusa me chamava.&lt;br /&gt;E eu a Deus agradecia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volta meu amor,&lt;br /&gt;volta tempo, não quero&lt;br /&gt;viver de lamento.&lt;br /&gt;Volta pra mim, traz de volta&lt;br /&gt;o meu coração que levou.&lt;br /&gt;Só em mim a saudade ficou?&lt;br /&gt;Vivo do que fui...&lt;br /&gt;Ofuscada neste espelho&lt;br /&gt;de quem já foi feliz um dia.&lt;br /&gt;Traz de volta minha&lt;br /&gt;felicidade, traz de volta&lt;br /&gt;minha alegria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou viver do que minha vida levou?&lt;br /&gt;Volta! Traz de volta meus dias de amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marisa Torres&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-1617151857517349026?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/1617151857517349026/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=1617151857517349026' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/1617151857517349026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/1617151857517349026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/06/traz-de-volta.html' title='Traz de volta...'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-46eQi2PAs24/TfdqDJoFSgI/AAAAAAAACWo/iNgod_Pq8eI/s72-c/WYWYWY410HY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-10726779964866892</id><published>2011-06-11T21:42:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T21:44:53.794-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Por amor .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UConvmCA0e8/TfQL0At6fMI/AAAAAAAACWg/ed-r5GwZI30/s1600/YYY4141HIW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UConvmCA0e8/TfQL0At6fMI/AAAAAAAACWg/ed-r5GwZI30/s400/YYY4141HIW.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617127623411530946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;function disableselect(e){returnfalse;} document.onselectstart=new Function ("return false"); if (window.sidebar){document.onmousedown=disableselect;document.onclick=reEnable;}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por amor ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero desvendar teus segredos.&lt;br /&gt;Em uma noite de luar,&lt;br /&gt;sob a luz das estrelas,&lt;br /&gt;te envolver em meus braços.&lt;br /&gt;Em um abraço sem fim,&lt;br /&gt;unir nossos corpos,&lt;br /&gt;entrelaçar nossas almas&lt;br /&gt;e viver o mais lindo romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por amor...&lt;br /&gt;Quero te namorar,&lt;br /&gt;em uma noite calma,&lt;br /&gt;ao som de uma música suave&lt;br /&gt;e na sintonia perfeita desse momento mágico,&lt;br /&gt;saciar os nossos incessantes desejos de amar.&lt;br /&gt;Fazer dos nossos sonhos,&lt;br /&gt;realidade intensamente vivida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por amor...&lt;br /&gt;Quero em uma noite especial,&lt;br /&gt;sussurrar nos teus ouvidos,&lt;br /&gt;as mais doces palavras... profundamenste sentidas.&lt;br /&gt;Te fazer navegar&lt;br /&gt;em um mar de emoções e de ondas tranquilas,&lt;br /&gt;onde no silêncio de nossas almas,&lt;br /&gt;só possa existir o ruído de nossos corpos,&lt;br /&gt;em total plenitude de amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por amor...&lt;br /&gt;Em uma interminável noite de intimidades&lt;br /&gt;te mostrarei...&lt;br /&gt;que como espelho de mim&lt;br /&gt;é a sua sede de vida.&lt;br /&gt;Que suas vontades escondidas&lt;br /&gt;refletem as minhas.&lt;br /&gt;Desejos de almas transbordantes de amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por amor...&lt;br /&gt;Quero eternamente te namorar.&lt;br /&gt;Te dar meu colo,&lt;br /&gt;roubar e te dar a primavera.&lt;br /&gt;E em noites de estrelas no céu,&lt;br /&gt;pedir aos anjos de asas brancas,&lt;br /&gt;que entreguem ao seu coração&lt;br /&gt;a paz e a ternura dos meus versos&lt;br /&gt;e com eles a minha inspiração&lt;br /&gt;em um lindo poema de amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lenilce Azevedo –&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-10726779964866892?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/10726779964866892/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=10726779964866892' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/10726779964866892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/10726779964866892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/06/por-amor.html' title='Por amor .....'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UConvmCA0e8/TfQL0At6fMI/AAAAAAAACWg/ed-r5GwZI30/s72-c/YYY4141HIW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-8117533360943762502</id><published>2011-06-09T18:55:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T19:17:13.959-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ESTÁS EM MIM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_8eIYyKY9Bg/TfFDIA0g-UI/AAAAAAAACWY/q1yNJVvgZSI/s1600/WYWY7777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_8eIYyKY9Bg/TfFDIA0g-UI/AAAAAAAACWY/q1yNJVvgZSI/s400/WYWY7777.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616344015245998402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;function disableselect(e){returnfalse;} document.onselectstart=new Function ("return false"); if (window.sidebar){document.onmousedown=disableselect;document.onclick=reEnable;}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESTÁS EM MIM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na tua ausência,&lt;br /&gt;me perdi...&lt;br /&gt;pelas noites,&lt;br /&gt;pelas ruas,&lt;br /&gt;pela vida...&lt;br /&gt;sem rumo,&lt;br /&gt;distraida.&lt;br /&gt;Alma sombria...&lt;br /&gt;sussurando&lt;br /&gt;fria.&lt;br /&gt;Vidas partidas...&lt;br /&gt;divididas,&lt;br /&gt;sofridas,&lt;br /&gt;mas...contidas...&lt;br /&gt;pela esperança,&lt;br /&gt;pela lembrança.&lt;br /&gt;Estás em mim...&lt;br /&gt;em meu ser...&lt;br /&gt;meu corpo,&lt;br /&gt;mente e alma.&lt;br /&gt;Estás em mim...&lt;br /&gt;em minha razão,&lt;br /&gt;em minha emoção,&lt;br /&gt;em meu coração!&lt;br /&gt;Estás em mim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcia Mattoso&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-8117533360943762502?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/8117533360943762502/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=8117533360943762502' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/8117533360943762502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/8117533360943762502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/06/estas-em-mim.html' title='ESTÁS EM MIM'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_8eIYyKY9Bg/TfFDIA0g-UI/AAAAAAAACWY/q1yNJVvgZSI/s72-c/WYWY7777.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-51159006539744846</id><published>2011-06-09T15:55:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T16:10:36.804-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O nosso amor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FOVQHNW0UTc/TfEafWcEQBI/AAAAAAAACWQ/IuDTPKkfVlo/s1600/WYWY1111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FOVQHNW0UTc/TfEafWcEQBI/AAAAAAAACWQ/IuDTPKkfVlo/s400/WYWY1111.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616299336209285138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;function disableselect(e){returnfalse;} document.onselectstart=new Function ("return false"); if (window.sidebar){document.onmousedown=disableselect;document.onclick=reEnable;}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O nosso amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teu coração falará por você,&lt;br /&gt;também por mim;&lt;br /&gt;na hora que você entender,&lt;br /&gt;que o seu coração pode ver,&lt;br /&gt;o brilho mais lindo que das estrelas;&lt;br /&gt;dando licença para sua alma se soltar, libertar,&lt;br /&gt;percebendo ai a leveza do ser,&lt;br /&gt;sentindo a felicidade da liberdade,&lt;br /&gt;dando asas à imaginação,&lt;br /&gt;aprendendo a amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao sentir o vento te tocar,&lt;br /&gt;um perfume envolvente vai dizer,&lt;br /&gt;que é o cheiro de meu amor,&lt;br /&gt;tocando você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O céu azul te recebendo,&lt;br /&gt;e muitas portas vão se abrindo;&lt;br /&gt;entrando por todos os poros da sua alma,&lt;br /&gt;esses sentimentos tão intensos,&lt;br /&gt;que irão te mostrar o nosso amor flutuar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejamos como lindas manhãs recebendo o sol,&lt;br /&gt;como flores do jardim soltando perfumes.&lt;br /&gt;Absolvamos as belezas as alegrias puras da vida;&lt;br /&gt;e seremos como fontes de águas cristalinas,&lt;br /&gt;a água pura do amor que tudo renovará.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprendamos com a natureza,&lt;br /&gt;que presta suas riquezas belezas e amor.&lt;br /&gt;Mas sejamos precavidos,&lt;br /&gt;para nada desequilibrar,&lt;br /&gt;a estrutura natural do nosso amor,&lt;br /&gt;e nada poderá afetar a felicidade,&lt;br /&gt;que o universo a nós nos presenteou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cláudio D. Borges.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-51159006539744846?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/51159006539744846/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=51159006539744846' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/51159006539744846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/51159006539744846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-nosso-amor.html' title='O nosso amor.'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FOVQHNW0UTc/TfEafWcEQBI/AAAAAAAACWQ/IuDTPKkfVlo/s72-c/WYWY1111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-7351402976446986676</id><published>2011-06-06T01:28:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T01:37:36.129-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cadê você?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-udOZwucEegk/TexZHLUIOJI/AAAAAAAACWA/XoyqkHS15IQ/s1600/WWWWWW11111111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-udOZwucEegk/TexZHLUIOJI/AAAAAAAACWA/XoyqkHS15IQ/s400/WWWWWW11111111111.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614960815255337106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;function disableselect(e){returnfalse;} document.onselectstart=new Function ("return false"); if (window.sidebar){document.onmousedown=disableselect;document.onclick=reEnable;}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cadê você?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que me cobre de&lt;br /&gt;beijos que sacia meus&lt;br /&gt;desejos desvenda meus&lt;br /&gt;segredos será que chegou ao fim?&lt;br /&gt;Não te sinto mais e não sei dizer&lt;br /&gt;se é bom ou ruim.&lt;br /&gt;Saudade do teu olhar atento,&lt;br /&gt;algo mudou e você nem&lt;br /&gt;notou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minhas noites&lt;br /&gt;estão frias, vazias. Nada&lt;br /&gt;mais me encanta.&lt;br /&gt;Cadê você?&lt;br /&gt;Nada mais me aquece, a tristeza&lt;br /&gt;explode avança.&lt;br /&gt;Impotente de mim estou...&lt;br /&gt;Afasto-te e não reages&lt;br /&gt;ao meu calar?&lt;br /&gt;Cadê você que faz brilhar minha&lt;br /&gt;poesia num simples&lt;br /&gt;sussurrar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei...&lt;br /&gt;Prefiro continuar distante a&lt;br /&gt;ouvi-te e não sentir me amar.&lt;br /&gt;Dizer coisas que não quero,&lt;br /&gt;oferecer-te o que não posso&lt;br /&gt;mais dá.&lt;br /&gt;Amar é não ter razão,&lt;br /&gt;pois me sinto&lt;br /&gt;e sinto-te assim&lt;br /&gt;“sem emoção”.&lt;br /&gt;Cadê você?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marisa Torres&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-7351402976446986676?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/7351402976446986676/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=7351402976446986676' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/7351402976446986676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/7351402976446986676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/06/cade-voce.html' title='Cadê você?'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-udOZwucEegk/TexZHLUIOJI/AAAAAAAACWA/XoyqkHS15IQ/s72-c/WWWWWW11111111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-5934158794988883420</id><published>2011-06-03T16:17:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T16:23:54.279-03:00</updated><title type='text'>PARA SEMPRE... CORAÇÕES APAIXONADOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Zo_zVJdj60/Tek0wyJKrrI/AAAAAAAACVs/-ioTtYYbU3c/s1600/MARY777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Zo_zVJdj60/Tek0wyJKrrI/AAAAAAAACVs/-ioTtYYbU3c/s400/MARY777.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614076423192620722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARA SEMPRE... CORAÇÕES APAIXONADOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numa história diferente, somos um eternamente&lt;br /&gt;Passam dias, passam horas, passa tudo lentamente&lt;br /&gt;Só não passa o nosso amor, ele ficará pra sempre&lt;br /&gt;Dure o tempo que durar, já passou - somos presente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muda o vento, muda a forma, e também nosso momento&lt;br /&gt;Mas não muda o querer, nem mudou o sentimento&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor eu sou só teu, tu és minha certamente&lt;br /&gt;O amanhã Deus proverá, nosso amor é para sempre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para sempre eu te digo, nesse amar eu acredito&lt;br /&gt;Dure o tempo que durar, nunca estaremos ausentes&lt;br /&gt;Estaremos lado a lado; dois amantes, dois amados&lt;br /&gt;Nós seremos para sempre... corações apaixonados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adriano Hungaro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-5934158794988883420?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/5934158794988883420/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=5934158794988883420' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/5934158794988883420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/5934158794988883420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/06/para-sempre-coracoes-apaixonados.html' title='PARA SEMPRE... CORAÇÕES APAIXONADOS'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Zo_zVJdj60/Tek0wyJKrrI/AAAAAAAACVs/-ioTtYYbU3c/s72-c/MARY777.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1981383139184522965.post-8414827575199263661</id><published>2011-05-29T23:46:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T23:59:20.560-03:00</updated><title type='text'>NÃO ME FAÇA PROMESSAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OpMLKRnsSKk/TeMIAxLgKyI/AAAAAAAACVk/uplmWYOdIro/s1600/MARYMARY222222222222222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OpMLKRnsSKk/TeMIAxLgKyI/AAAAAAAACVk/uplmWYOdIro/s400/MARYMARY222222222222222.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612338369928375074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não prometa me amar para sempre,&lt;br /&gt;Apenas valorize este sentimento hoje.&lt;br /&gt;Não prometa que nunca vai partir,&lt;br /&gt;Apenas venha agora e viva este momento.&lt;br /&gt;Não prometa felicidades sempre,&lt;br /&gt;Apenas me dê alegrias em cada novo dia.&lt;br /&gt;Não prometa ser fiel a vida toda,&lt;br /&gt;Apenas respeite seu coração que é meu abrigo agora.&lt;br /&gt;Não prometa estar sempre do meu lado,&lt;br /&gt;Apenas me abrace enquanto estou ao seu alcance.&lt;br /&gt;Não prometa ser sempre amante eterno do meu corpo,&lt;br /&gt;Apenas faça amor comigo sempre, como se fosse a ultima vez.&lt;br /&gt;Não prometa riquezas materiais,&lt;br /&gt;Apenas deixe seu coração em minhas mãos, enquanto sou seu anjo.&lt;br /&gt;Não prometa nada que eu venha te cobrar mais tarde,&lt;br /&gt;Apenas diga que me ama enquanto for verdade.&lt;br /&gt;Não prometa seguir essas orientações,&lt;br /&gt;Apenas deseje nossa felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente Sys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1981383139184522965-8414827575199263661?l=mariakaty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/feeds/8414827575199263661/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1981383139184522965&amp;postID=8414827575199263661' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/8414827575199263661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1981383139184522965/posts/default/8414827575199263661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariakaty.blogspot.com/2011/05/nao-me-faca-promessas.html' title='NÃO ME FAÇA PROMESSAS'/><author><name>MARIA CATHERINE RABELLO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16141145056082582838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TI7YnICc0k/TjsGyUqFCTI/AAAAAAAACc4/NQkWFrsZ8gI/s220/TODOS%2BBLOGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSok.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OpMLKRnsSKk/TeMIAxLgKyI/AAAAAAAACVk/uplmWYOdIro/s72-c/MARYMARY222222222222222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
