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ballet...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3D4gUzSwJ_Y/TlmeqGCdpdI/AAAAAAAAAUc/3FcET-zhFgk/s1600/ballerina.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3D4gUzSwJ_Y/TlmeqGCdpdI/AAAAAAAAAUc/3FcET-zhFgk/s320/ballerina.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=70cd898" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Mi ballet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Quiero saltar, estirar y doblar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;cada parte de mi ser,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;elevar girar y deslizar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;todos mis sentimientos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;para lanzar el lenguaje de mi cuerpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;más allá del telón,más allá del silencio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Quiero sentirme mariposa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;en el jardín de los sueños&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;entre bambalinas de ilusión&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;entregar mi corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;en cada movimiento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Arlequines danzarines &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;me vienen a recibir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;suspiro con fuerza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;me siento feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Fui aquella bella durmiente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;soñadora y enamorada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;en el bosque de las hadas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Un tiempo fui Julieta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;en busca de su Romeo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;también fui marioneta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;en brazos de Morfeo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;En el vals de la vida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;todas queremos danzar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;esperando que llegue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;nuestro cascanueces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Aunque quizás en mi empeño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;pierda una zapatilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;quiero sentirme chiquilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;y volver al ayer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;perdida en los actos de mi ballet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Fui un patito feo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;danzando con esplendor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;y poco a poco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;me volví un cisne de amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;con las puntas de mi corazón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muestra poética..'/><title type='text'>La senda de tu piel.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r33xd_qjvis/TlmMz8s818I/AAAAAAAAAUY/YpdeCYJt-as/s1600/sensual-333.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r33xd_qjvis/TlmMz8s818I/AAAAAAAAAUY/YpdeCYJt-as/s400/sensual-333.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=979958a" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;La senda de tu piel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Me deslizo por la senda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;de tu piel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;con mis dedos escribo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;como si fueras papel, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;caricia a caricia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;mis sentimientos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;y percibo la sed de tu desierto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Desierto donde araño &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;tus áridas arenas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;con mis uñas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;con mi lengua, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;en la busca ansiosa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;del oasis de tu cuerpo.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Maravilla que me eleva &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;al éxtasis endemoniado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;soy capaz de todo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;cuando te tengo a mi lado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Tus suspiros son huracanes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;que invaden mis oídos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;tu aliento es un soplo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;adormecido, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;que lentamente &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;ahoga mi boca. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Esta sed es el deseo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;de fundirme contigo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;de caer en los abismos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;del placer y la lujuria. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Te vuelves espejismo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;cada noche &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;en mi pensamiento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;escribo por la senda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;de tu piel, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;en tu desierto quiero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;morir de sed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013) &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/3667195231357502423-2984460974991494538?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2984460974991494538/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=2984460974991494538' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-2328079057709057975</id><published>2011-07-19T01:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T01:19:19.715+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muestra poetica.'/><title type='text'>Quiero.........Soneto endecasílabo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C51if4sToac/TiS915wUb8I/AAAAAAAAAUU/mZwKUWndlgw/s1600/102.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C51if4sToac/TiS915wUb8I/AAAAAAAAAUU/mZwKUWndlgw/s1600/102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed 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white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Quiero llegar hasta tus sentimientos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;por los senderos cubiertos de mieles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;no puedo amor mío esperar que anheles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;aquellos maravillosos momentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Será que a veces pienso sin remedio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;y deliro en el fuego que me abraza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;no callare a pesar de esta amordaza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;que hace mi poesía un epicedio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Ansiedad que tú prendes cuando me hieres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;burlándote de mis muestras de amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;sufro preguntándome si me quieres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Tal vez nunca podré alcanzar tu amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;ya mis sueños se vuelven alfileres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;clavados en mi mente con temor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: 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src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_nsUgt0T_Lw/TYy2rtYC3fI/AAAAAAAAAUE/BESj2tfkpj0/s320/6837657547p777777777777.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=b7a8fb8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;No necesito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;No necesito tocarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;para que sientas mi ternura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;ni siquiera abrazarte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;para que vibres de locura,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;tan solo tengo que mirarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;y fundirte con dulzura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;con pasión contemplarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;amarte sin ataduras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;Tan solo necesito que sientas que te amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;perdernos en el vacío&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;de nuestras manos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;la intensidad del amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;un alto poder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;traspasa todo lo físico,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;solo la mente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;cuelga en el precipicio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;No necesito tocarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;cuando mi mirada se vuelve espuma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;y moja las orillas de tus sentidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;Piérdete tras mi mirada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;más allá de mis iris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;donde el sentimiento suspira &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;posado en el alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;y vivamos esta calma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;tan dulce y intensa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;no necesito tocarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;para que me sientas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;Es mi pensamiento ese polizonte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;que recorre tu cuerpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;sin que te asombres,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;y vuela mi mirada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;perdida en tus valles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;no pierdo de ti ni un detalle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;Volviéndome caricia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;con la fuerza del viento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;me poso en las cornisas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;de tu templo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;A veces soy suave brisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;que recorre tu lecho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;tan solo mis palabras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;mecerán tu aliento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;sentirás el viento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;traspasando las paredes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;de tu universo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;ese mundo infinito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;donde me entrego a tu amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ai0oxtzrs-8/TYy0TnCysMI/AAAAAAAAAUA/NtyqN9tiM5k/s1600/labios12.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ai0oxtzrs-8/TYy0TnCysMI/AAAAAAAAAUA/NtyqN9tiM5k/s320/labios12.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=e65ebe9" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Tus besos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="60" src="http://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f226/elrincondelpoeta/Nirvana0/S1.gif" width="200" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Tiembla tan apasionada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;la fuerza de este huracán.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;En el alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Vibro como endemoniada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;con tus labios de alazán.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Tanta calma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Suavemente me deslizo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;sobre el manto de tu boca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Estremezco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Si me faltan agonizo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;sin tu boca que me aloca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Evanezco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="60" src="http://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f226/elrincondelpoeta/Nirvana0/S1.gif" width="200" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Son tus besos mi universo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;la divina dimensión&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Mi ilusión.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Me elevas al infinito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;sintiéndome todo un ángel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Creación.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Pasadizos atravieso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;en tus nubes de algodón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Alusión.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Mi amor nunca delimito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;tus labios son mi vergel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Perdición.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;(Safe Creative: 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;De puntillas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;De puntillas silencioso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;tan travieso y juguetón,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;a veces tan misterioso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;diablillo y chiflón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A veces soy ese duende&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;que invade tu pensamiento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;el alma que entiende&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;tus callados sentimientos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Dibujo tu sonrisa llenándola de luz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;el bello se te enrisa y siento como tu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;El halo de misterio te hace hasta temblar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;quizás sea un sueño que vuelvo realidad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Me hablas muy bajito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;queriéndome atrapar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;me hago fantasía en tu despertad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Yo solo quiero tu felicidad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Tan mágico como autentico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;no lo puedes controlar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;invade los rincones de tu sensibilidad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Parece tan inexplicable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;en el bosque del corazón,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;nada es inalcanzable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;no le busques explicación&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;de puntillas me vuelvo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;tu duende de amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; 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red;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-2041525210541591604?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2041525210541591604/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=2041525210541591604' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/2041525210541591604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/2041525210541591604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/02/de-puntillas.html' title='De puntillas...'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-CTi1ihLqH4/TSuSghlkpLI/AAAAAAAACSo/d_bLgWS3RnM/s72-c/De%2Bpuntillas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-8621943077644858752</id><published>2010-11-12T03:10:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T03:17:09.075+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muestra poetica.'/><title type='text'>La lluvia del deseo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/TNyhCzyqJ2I/AAAAAAAAATI/AEjHL7ENbfU/s1600/20photographermatusciacym5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/TNyhCzyqJ2I/AAAAAAAAATI/AEjHL7ENbfU/s320/20photographermatusciacym5.JPG" width="273" /&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;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=8c7c7ef" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;La lluvia del deseo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Las gotas de lluvia golpean en el cristal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;como si quisieran entrar a presenciar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;nuestra entrega de amor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;mientras en nuestro lecho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;cruzamos las barreras de la tempestad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Comenzamos siendo brisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;con dulzura y caricias que nos hacen volar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;lentamente somos fuerte viento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;recorremos nuestros cuerpos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;hasta volvernos un huracán.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;La lluvia de tu cuerpo es un manto de deseo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;cada gota de amor moja mi inmenso desierto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;convertiéndolo en un océano de sentimientos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;tremendos escalofríos recorren por mi piel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;la ternura nace como el sol cada amanecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;La lluvia del deseo se viste de lujuria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;nuestro lecho es un trueno de locura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;besos,suspiros y gemidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;La lluvia de la pasión nos funde hasta perder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;los sentidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Sentidos que arden en el fuego del amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;el éxtasis nos invade con tremenda explosión.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;El aire de tu aliento es furia de pasión&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;la lluvia de tu cuerpo es tormenta prohibida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;¡Agua! que me da la vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span 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center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Deshójame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Del árbol del amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;yo soy tu rama &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;deshójame lentamente &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;mi cuerpo te reclama. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Tú eres el otoño &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;que entra por mi ventana &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;deslizandote silencioso por mi cama, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;el viento que acaricia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;cada hoja de esta rama. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;El ocre se desvanece &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;en nuestro horizonte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;el gris esta ya presente, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;y la melancolía crece &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;cubriendo de colores &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;el manto de mis hojas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Deshójame lentamente &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;que cruja tu mirada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;tus ojos son pisadas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;que recorren mi cuerpo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;la dulce parsimonia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;de nuestro amor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Antes que mis hojas cambien su color &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;y caigan secas sin compasión. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;¡Deshójame! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;La nostalgia me causara dolor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;pero con la fuerza de tu amor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;pasara pronto este frió &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;y nacera una flor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br 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center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Soy viajera de la vida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;soñadora de mis sendas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;esas que marcaron mis días &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;esas que por andar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;aun me quedan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;En el camino de la ilusión &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;me dio la mano la fantasía &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;y cantando una canción &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;iban pasando mis días. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Lágrimas y tristezas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;sembraron mis pisadas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;sueños y esperanzas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;posaban en mi almohada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Con mi equipaje de versos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;camine y aun camino &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;perdida en los senderos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;de mi destino. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Hay tantos caminos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;que arañan el alma, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;y otros tan divinos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;que la calman. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Caminos de sufrimientos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;caminos de reflexión &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;caminos que se cruzan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;sin elección. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Caminos que las pisadas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;hacen fundir al corazón. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;En las sendas de la vida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;en esos caminos de la creación, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;a veces seguimos al corazón &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;y otras a la razón. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Viajera soy de la vida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;camino buscando la verdad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;en mi equipaje de sueños &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;solo guardo esos momentos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;de felicidad, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;el dolor y el rencor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;los dejo siempre atrás. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Cada camino es una nueva &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;realidad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;esperando llegar al final, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;a ese sendero de la eternidad... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-4883152496612455415?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/4883152496612455415/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=4883152496612455415' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/4883152496612455415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/4883152496612455415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/10/viajera-de-la-vida_24.html' title='Viajera de la vida.'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/TMR16GRYIRI/AAAAAAAAAS4/SoObgvGovyw/s72-c/xxxsonandocaminos3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-1038000423376673436</id><published>2010-09-23T00:49:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T01:03:44.717+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muestra poética.'/><title type='text'>Libérame.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/TJqIrw0KzpI/AAAAAAAAASs/ylgInSdLOPs/s1600/2536%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 393px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519874578715430546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/TJqIrw0KzpI/AAAAAAAAASs/ylgInSdLOPs/s400/2536%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=08ed5db" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Libérame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El amor no es esclavo&lt;br /&gt;ni siquiera mendigo,&lt;br /&gt;el amor es inmenso&lt;br /&gt;cuando estoy contigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si me atan tus besos&lt;br /&gt;y el calor de tus manos,&lt;br /&gt;el amor es la vida&lt;br /&gt;que me estas dando.&lt;br /&gt;No eres amo que me aprese&lt;br /&gt;ni cautiva yo me siento&lt;br /&gt;Solo se que me muero&lt;br /&gt;en tus brazos de cielo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me enloquece tu cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;en ese laberinto&lt;br /&gt;del sentimiento.&lt;br /&gt;¡Libérame!&lt;br /&gt;Y llevame más allá&lt;br /&gt;de los confines del universo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La belleza del amor&lt;br /&gt;cuando es puro y verdadero,&lt;br /&gt;atraviesa las barreras&lt;br /&gt;del cautiverio. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si tus brazos fueran cadenas&lt;br /&gt;que ataran mi amor&lt;br /&gt;rompería con dulzura&lt;br /&gt;hasta perder la razón.&lt;br /&gt;La pasión es la condena&lt;br /&gt;que prende mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;tu ausencia es la pena&lt;br /&gt;que enciende mi temor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Libérame!&lt;br /&gt;No quiero ser sumisa&lt;br /&gt;quiero amarte con libertad,&lt;br /&gt;que me llenes de felicidad&lt;br /&gt;y sentirme tuya nada más. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-1038000423376673436?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/1038000423376673436/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=1038000423376673436' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/1038000423376673436'/><link rel='self' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muestra poética.'/><title type='text'>Pitonisa...-----(Muestra poética.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/TIa8V3TMdTI/AAAAAAAAASc/bJEVbcwNAZs/s1600/pitonisa-oleo-y-materia-sobre-tabla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514301877569484082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/TIa8V3TMdTI/AAAAAAAAASc/bJEVbcwNAZs/s400/pitonisa-oleo-y-materia-sobre-tabla.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=74cfd46" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pitonisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pitonisa soy del tiempo&lt;br /&gt;en la bola de mis sueños&lt;br /&gt;veo ese futuro incierto,&lt;br /&gt;lo dibuja mi pensamiento&lt;br /&gt;Como imagenes de un cuento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿El futuro como será?&lt;br /&gt;Solo se que el presente&lt;br /&gt;es un corazón latente&lt;br /&gt;que nos hace suspirar,&lt;br /&gt;el futuro son sueños&lt;br /&gt;y ansias de avanzar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tejen teorias y hipótesis&lt;br /&gt;cientificos eruditos&lt;br /&gt;pero sin precisión.&lt;br /&gt;Quizás las profecías&lt;br /&gt;que visten el ayer&lt;br /&gt;sean solo espejismos,&lt;br /&gt;de ese mundo de abismos&lt;br /&gt;que nos hace estremecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En el oráculo de mis sueños&lt;br /&gt;soy la pitonisa&lt;br /&gt;que solo sabe soñar&lt;br /&gt;haciendose preguntas&lt;br /&gt;y buscando repuestas&lt;br /&gt;en mi bola de cristal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo se que la belleza&lt;br /&gt;deberá de perdurar.&lt;br /&gt;La fuerza de la naturaleza&lt;br /&gt;la tecnologia y la evolución&lt;br /&gt;psicologica y social,&lt;br /&gt;tal vez nos hagan temblar.&lt;br /&gt;En mi bola de cristal&lt;br /&gt;Solo quiero ver sonrisas&lt;br /&gt;¡Amor y felicidad!&lt;br /&gt;Un mundo sin odios&lt;br /&gt;ni guerras,&lt;br /&gt;igualdad y libertad.&lt;br /&gt;Espero que las ilusiones&lt;br /&gt;no se vuelvan de metal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni la ciencia ni la magia&lt;br /&gt;lo pueden adelantar,&lt;br /&gt;el futuro es un enigma&lt;br /&gt;para toda la humanidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-9063907027678365579?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/9063907027678365579/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=9063907027678365579' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/9063907027678365579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/9063907027678365579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/09/pitonisamuestra-poetica.html' title='Pitonisa...-----(Muestra poética.)'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/TIa8V3TMdTI/AAAAAAAAASc/bJEVbcwNAZs/s72-c/pitonisa-oleo-y-materia-sobre-tabla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-7777565591641302831</id><published>2010-08-27T13:22:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T13:34:22.922+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muestra poética.'/><title type='text'>REFLEJO DEL CIELO....(SONETO ALEJANDRINO.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/THehBVxLZxI/AAAAAAAAASM/A5bjJE2W484/s1600/puestadesolenlaplaya128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510049713506445074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/THehBVxLZxI/AAAAAAAAASM/A5bjJE2W484/s400/puestadesolenlaplaya128.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=c66c754" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Reflejo del cielo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bello es contemplarte siento tanta libertad&lt;br /&gt;tan dulce tu oleaje,emperador de la sal&lt;br /&gt;intenso,sereno y bravo eres tan abismal&lt;br /&gt;delineas en tu horizonte,la inmensidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espumas de plata acarician tu litoral&lt;br /&gt;eres reflejo del cielo,majestuosidad&lt;br /&gt;atrapando los sentimientos,cautividad&lt;br /&gt;eres una bella inspiración tan natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un mundo de riquezas y de curiosidades&lt;br /&gt;eres un mito de leyendas adormecidas&lt;br /&gt;tesoros y corales en tus profundidades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tus aguas bellidas,serenas o enfurecidas&lt;br /&gt;vientos que provocan tormentas y tempestades.&lt;br /&gt;¡Quisiera ser sirena!En tus aguas sumergidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-7777565591641302831?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/7777565591641302831/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=7777565591641302831' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/7777565591641302831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/7777565591641302831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/08/reflejo-del-cielosoneto-alejandrino.html' title='REFLEJO DEL CIELO....(SONETO ALEJANDRINO.)'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/THehBVxLZxI/AAAAAAAAASM/A5bjJE2W484/s72-c/puestadesolenlaplaya128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-6213146448592139070</id><published>2010-08-04T02:06:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T02:25:21.744+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas romanticos.'/><title type='text'>Pasión. ..(Soneto alejandrino.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/TFizYkDQecI/AAAAAAAAAR8/KtAWbM5jD9U/s1600/15092866_2563_1_H222708_L.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 323px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501344179408632258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/TFizYkDQecI/AAAAAAAAAR8/KtAWbM5jD9U/s400/15092866_2563_1_H222708_L.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=27dcbbb" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pasión.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tendida sobre las aguas de nuestra pasión&lt;br /&gt;las fluas caricias se vuelven pétalos de flor,&lt;br /&gt;son sentires y delirios de nuestra razón&lt;br /&gt;entregarse intensamente no es ningún error.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bajo el sumiso manto de mi piel ¡ilusión!&lt;br /&gt;Desvanezco lentamente con tanto vigor&lt;br /&gt;eres la paciencia de mi desesperación&lt;br /&gt;donde pierdo toda mi conciencia, mí pudor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donde las palabras se ahogan entre suspiros&lt;br /&gt;mi cuerpo se sumerge en el deleite sabroso,&lt;br /&gt;construyo un paraíso de amor para seguiros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tres silabas intensas este amor venturoso&lt;br /&gt;surgen prendiendo con fuerza todos nuestros giros,&lt;br /&gt;somos empedernidos de este sentir valioso.&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;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3667195231357502423-6213146448592139070?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/6213146448592139070/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=6213146448592139070' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/6213146448592139070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/6213146448592139070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/08/pasion-soneto-alejandrino.html' title='Pasión. ..(Soneto alejandrino.)'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/TFizYkDQecI/AAAAAAAAAR8/KtAWbM5jD9U/s72-c/15092866_2563_1_H222708_L.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-6643523325238128471</id><published>2010-08-04T01:47:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T02:03:20.165+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sensual'/><title type='text'>MI DEBILIDAD......(Sonetillo.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/TFiqvJZjP9I/AAAAAAAAARs/Vqg478-PIrI/s1600/7012915-lg11111111111111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501334671786721234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/TFiqvJZjP9I/AAAAAAAAARs/Vqg478-PIrI/s400/7012915-lg11111111111111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=7bd3630" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mi debilidad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Esos intensos suspiros&lt;br /&gt;los que escapan de mi boca,&lt;br /&gt;es aliento que provoca&lt;br /&gt;tus más ansiosos respiros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Deslumbran tus dos zafiros&lt;br /&gt;la pasión no se equivoca,&lt;br /&gt;extasiada como loca&lt;br /&gt;tan ausente en los retiros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Retiros donde la mente&lt;br /&gt;es toda sensualidad&lt;br /&gt;sintiéndome adolescente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Deliro ante la verdad&lt;br /&gt;de esta pasión tan ardiente&lt;br /&gt;eres mi debilidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013)&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/3667195231357502423-6643523325238128471?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/6643523325238128471/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=6643523325238128471' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/6643523325238128471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/6643523325238128471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/08/mi-debilidadsonetillo.html' title='MI DEBILIDAD......(Sonetillo.)'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/TFiqvJZjP9I/AAAAAAAAARs/Vqg478-PIrI/s72-c/7012915-lg11111111111111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-6072406290993014754</id><published>2010-07-17T01:16:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T01:23:07.219+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muestra poética.'/><title type='text'>El eco de tu silencio...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/TEDot0yfWEI/AAAAAAAAARk/qJWoFx6DBG8/s1600/06092006-17_30_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494647419354175554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/TEDot0yfWEI/AAAAAAAAARk/qJWoFx6DBG8/s400/06092006-17_30_00.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=6871a2c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;El eco de tu silencio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El viento me trae al pensamiento&lt;br /&gt;ese eco del pasado&lt;br /&gt;despertando mis sentimientos,&lt;br /&gt;los te quiero de tus labios&lt;br /&gt;cuando estabas a mi lado.&lt;br /&gt;Me abraza con esa dulzura&lt;br /&gt;que surge al recordarte&lt;br /&gt;aunque se vuelve amargura&lt;br /&gt;y solo quiero olvidarte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penetra disfrazado&lt;br /&gt;invadiendo mi memoria&lt;br /&gt;el dolor no ha borrado&lt;br /&gt;las huellas de tu persona.&lt;br /&gt;Sigo dando vueltas en la noria&lt;br /&gt;del pasado&lt;br /&gt;cargando sobre mi espalda&lt;br /&gt;la dura y bella penitencia&lt;br /&gt;de tu recuerdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quizás sea la añoranza&lt;br /&gt;que ha hecho raices en mi alma,&lt;br /&gt;solo pido la calma&lt;br /&gt;rogando a la esperanza&lt;br /&gt;cargando sobre mi espalda&lt;br /&gt;todas mis culpas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los días se vuelven eternos&lt;br /&gt;cuando el eco me trae tu recuerdo&lt;br /&gt;como si fuéramos duernos,&lt;br /&gt;que guarda el tiempo en cuadernos&lt;br /&gt;y con impotencia muerdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu silencio no tiene sonido&lt;br /&gt;pero este eco ha tejido&lt;br /&gt;hilos de tu voz&lt;br /&gt;esos que siempre&lt;br /&gt;escucha mi razón.&lt;br /&gt;El eco me hace sentir&lt;br /&gt;aunque ya no estés aquí&lt;br /&gt;esos intensos latidos&lt;br /&gt;que solo hacen herir&lt;br /&gt;mi pobre corazón perdido,&lt;br /&gt;sentado en el silencio&lt;br /&gt;solo late de amor por ti.&lt;br /&gt;Aún no me conciencio&lt;br /&gt;de que te perdí....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-6072406290993014754?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/6072406290993014754/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=6072406290993014754' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/6072406290993014754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/6072406290993014754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/07/el-eco-de-tu-silencio.html' title='El eco de tu silencio...'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/TEDot0yfWEI/AAAAAAAAARk/qJWoFx6DBG8/s72-c/06092006-17_30_00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-1477187609625747389</id><published>2010-07-04T00:49:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T00:54:10.653+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muestra poética.'/><title type='text'>Mente partida.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/TC--k9QlAGI/AAAAAAAAARc/okxDlVF30C8/s1600/esquizofrenia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489816012916588642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/TC--k9QlAGI/AAAAAAAAARc/okxDlVF30C8/s400/esquizofrenia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=1bc97b0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Mente partida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Percibo que mi mente&lt;br /&gt;confunde la realidad&lt;br /&gt;esas voces que me atrapan&lt;br /&gt;y me quieren controlar,&lt;br /&gt;mientras yo camino&lt;br /&gt;sonámbulo de la verdad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delirios y alucinaciones&lt;br /&gt;me vienen abrazar&lt;br /&gt;confundo cuanto siento&lt;br /&gt;y perdido en el tiempo&lt;br /&gt;recorro las mazmorras&lt;br /&gt;del pensamiento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me vuelvo incomprensible&lt;br /&gt;ante la enfermedad&lt;br /&gt;las leyes de la lógica,&lt;br /&gt;tan afible&lt;br /&gt;a la objeción.&lt;br /&gt;Soy un paranoico&lt;br /&gt;esquizofrénico&lt;br /&gt;o tal vez un insociable&lt;br /&gt;con alucinación.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La angustia me acaricia&lt;br /&gt;palpito con sudores&lt;br /&gt;este trastorno cerebral severo&lt;br /&gt;que me hace perder los valores&lt;br /&gt;con delirios y alucinaciones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La esquizofrenia&lt;br /&gt;mente partida,&lt;br /&gt;me aterra enormemente&lt;br /&gt;y tiemblo&lt;br /&gt;por los escalofríos de mi mente.&lt;br /&gt;Tan solo al pensar&lt;br /&gt;que crean que soy un monstruo&lt;br /&gt;cuando en realidad,&lt;br /&gt;soy un enfermo mental&lt;br /&gt;y un ser humano más.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-1477187609625747389?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/1477187609625747389/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=1477187609625747389' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/1477187609625747389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/1477187609625747389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/07/mente-partida.html' title='Mente partida.'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/TC--k9QlAGI/AAAAAAAAARc/okxDlVF30C8/s72-c/esquizofrenia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-5634655114512216833</id><published>2010-07-03T23:56:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T00:18:36.357+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muestra poética.'/><title type='text'>Castillos de cariño...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/TC-zA-5r65I/AAAAAAAAARU/WbsiHKRMkXE/s1600/rett22222222222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 367px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489803300254247826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/TC-zA-5r65I/AAAAAAAAARU/WbsiHKRMkXE/s400/rett22222222222.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=ddebc93" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Castillos de cariño.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contagian su constancia&lt;br /&gt;todo un amor permanente,&lt;br /&gt;la fe y la esperanza&lt;br /&gt;siempre con ellos presentes.&lt;br /&gt;Castillos de cariño&lt;br /&gt;construyen dia a dia&lt;br /&gt;con cornisas de sonrisas&lt;br /&gt;y alegrías.&lt;br /&gt;Dos grandes torretas&lt;br /&gt;que se alzan al cielo&lt;br /&gt;dos grandes corazones&lt;br /&gt;que tanto quiero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madre mía...&lt;br /&gt;Siempre la dulzura&lt;br /&gt;la voz de la ternura.&lt;br /&gt;Guerrera de sentimientos&lt;br /&gt;mi primer mandamiento.&lt;br /&gt;Padre mío...tu la fortaleza&lt;br /&gt;y toda protección&lt;br /&gt;palabras con grandeza&lt;br /&gt;y toda dedicación.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dos grandes luchadores&lt;br /&gt;en la senda de la vida&lt;br /&gt;dos bellos resplandores&lt;br /&gt;que alumbran sin medida,&lt;br /&gt;cubriendonos siempre de amor&lt;br /&gt;incondicionalmente se entregan&lt;br /&gt;en cuerpo, alma y corazón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013)&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/3667195231357502423-5634655114512216833?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/5634655114512216833/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=5634655114512216833' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/5634655114512216833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/5634655114512216833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/07/castillos-de-carino.html' title='Castillos de cariño...'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/TC-zA-5r65I/AAAAAAAAARU/WbsiHKRMkXE/s72-c/rett22222222222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-6723655282530757465</id><published>2010-06-26T00:31:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T00:38:44.029+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema romantico'/><title type='text'>Aún....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/TCUuaMpZXUI/AAAAAAAAARE/OHD6GshEJVM/s1600/102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 253px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486842748627148098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/TCUuaMpZXUI/AAAAAAAAARE/OHD6GshEJVM/s400/102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=3bb5b81" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Aún…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todavía mi sonrisa&lt;br /&gt;recorre esas calles&lt;br /&gt;de la alegría,&lt;br /&gt;donde tu mirada enloquecía&lt;br /&gt;viéndome feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aún mis manos conservan&lt;br /&gt;las suaves caricias&lt;br /&gt;de las tuyas.&lt;br /&gt;Aunque mi alma intuya&lt;br /&gt;que me has olvidado,&lt;br /&gt;mi corazón espera&lt;br /&gt;en esos rincones&lt;br /&gt;del pasado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De aquellos besos apasionados&lt;br /&gt;que el viento se llevo&lt;br /&gt;aun tengo sus huellas&lt;br /&gt;en mi corazón.&lt;br /&gt;Mi alma ha tejido&lt;br /&gt;en las telarañas del olvido&lt;br /&gt;tu nombre con pasión.&lt;br /&gt;¡Mi amor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mis labios&lt;br /&gt;te llaman en silencio&lt;br /&gt;ni siquiera el tiempo&lt;br /&gt;ha podido callarlos.&lt;br /&gt;Aún siento&lt;br /&gt;en mi cuello&lt;br /&gt;el calor de tu aliento.&lt;br /&gt;Y ese dulce suspirar&lt;br /&gt;cuando tu boca&lt;br /&gt;me hacía temblar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que aún te amo&lt;br /&gt;es toda una verdad&lt;br /&gt;y tu recuerdo es toda&lt;br /&gt;una realidad.&lt;br /&gt;A pesar del tiempo&lt;br /&gt;¡Amor mío!&lt;br /&gt;No te he podido olvidar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-6723655282530757465?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/6723655282530757465/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=6723655282530757465' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/6723655282530757465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/6723655282530757465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/06/aun.html' title='Aún....'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/TCUuaMpZXUI/AAAAAAAAARE/OHD6GshEJVM/s72-c/102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-4508508514531412575</id><published>2010-06-18T23:57:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T00:18:36.431+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muestra poética.'/><title type='text'>La orilla de tus labios.....(Muestra poética.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/TBvtVRin7AI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/mEZhdUw2_jQ/s1600/9816724-md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484237920995372034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/TBvtVRin7AI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/mEZhdUw2_jQ/s400/9816724-md.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=736ba62" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;La orilla de tus labios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invade con tu boca&lt;br /&gt;la mía,&lt;br /&gt;quiero que devores&lt;br /&gt;y muerdas suavemente&lt;br /&gt;cada centímetro de mis labios.&lt;br /&gt;Vuélveme loca&lt;br /&gt;con tu frenesía&lt;br /&gt;y tus besos tan sabios&lt;br /&gt;¡Lléname de plenitud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moja con tu esencia&lt;br /&gt;mi dulce y jugosa fruta&lt;br /&gt;enloquece y disfruta&lt;br /&gt;hasta perder la decencia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprieta amor mío mi talle&lt;br /&gt;contra tu cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;para sentirme perdida en el valle&lt;br /&gt;de mis sentimientos,&lt;br /&gt;que muero de sed en este desierto&lt;br /&gt;sin ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quisiera detener&lt;br /&gt;el tiempo&lt;br /&gt;buscando el horizonte&lt;br /&gt;de tu boca,&lt;br /&gt;este grito de mi ser&lt;br /&gt;es tan urgente.&lt;br /&gt;¡Quiero sentirte intensamente!&lt;br /&gt;Naufragar ahora y siempre&lt;br /&gt;y que me lleve la corriente&lt;br /&gt;eternamente.&lt;br /&gt;a la orilla de tus labios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/TBvtVRin7AI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/mEZhdUw2_jQ/s72-c/9816724-md.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-7666462004400184202</id><published>2010-06-13T23:43:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T23:55:11.964+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas romanticos.'/><title type='text'>Siete suspiros...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/TBVRbXQPQyI/AAAAAAAAAQs/hHJrXkdA_co/s1600/y1pJrM88aMW3u8fKLU8P3jVZ39xmtVjucZso7RSCWripGYRTWIfN0T0P3xbb_TiZ4rz%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482377651933889314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/TBVRbXQPQyI/AAAAAAAAAQs/hHJrXkdA_co/s400/y1pJrM88aMW3u8fKLU8P3jVZ39xmtVjucZso7RSCWripGYRTWIfN0T0P3xbb_TiZ4rz%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=ddebc93" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Siete suspiros...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como siete suspiros&lt;br /&gt;que escapan de mis labios&lt;br /&gt;se marchan los días&lt;br /&gt;del calendario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siento como sus horas&lt;br /&gt;segundos y minutos,&lt;br /&gt;rozan mis mejillas,&lt;br /&gt;mis sentimientos&lt;br /&gt;navegan a la deriva&lt;br /&gt;en esa barquilla&lt;br /&gt;de la inquietud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mientras mis sueños&lt;br /&gt;no despiertan,&lt;br /&gt;se quedan dormidos&lt;br /&gt;en mi conciencia.&lt;br /&gt;Siete pensamientos&lt;br /&gt;ceñidos,&lt;br /&gt;apenas vividos&lt;br /&gt;y perdidos&lt;br /&gt;en mi impaciencia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero detener el tiempo&lt;br /&gt;y darle colorido,&lt;br /&gt;a esos días&lt;br /&gt;de lunes a domingo.&lt;br /&gt;Tan solo son suspiros&lt;br /&gt;que mi alma y corazón&lt;br /&gt;sueñan con volver,&lt;br /&gt;¡Respiros!&lt;br /&gt;¡Respiros! de amor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-7666462004400184202?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/7666462004400184202/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=7666462004400184202' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/7666462004400184202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-5146687230473639286</id><published>2010-06-05T00:15:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T00:19:08.156+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muestra poética.'/><title type='text'>UNUS CORNUS".......(Estrofas manriqueñas.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/TAl7FILzvFI/AAAAAAAAAQk/AsYS1IIrAu0/s1600/unicornio-imagenes-fantasia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 311px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479045749699492946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/TAl7FILzvFI/AAAAAAAAAQk/AsYS1IIrAu0/s400/unicornio-imagenes-fantasia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=38e320e" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Unus cornus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gifsyfondos.com/barra82.gif" width="250" height="60" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galopa con tu pureza&lt;br /&gt;mi cuerpo con plenitud.&lt;br /&gt;Castidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cautiva de tu belleza&lt;br /&gt;florece mi juventud.&lt;br /&gt;Libertad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eres sagrada criatura&lt;br /&gt;un mito de buen augurio.&lt;br /&gt;Esplendor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Símbolo de la dulzura&lt;br /&gt;el guardián de mi tugurio.&lt;br /&gt;Cuidador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Majestuoso y elegante&lt;br /&gt;amante de la belleza.&lt;br /&gt;Indomable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solitario fascinante&lt;br /&gt;noble con tanta pureza.&lt;br /&gt;Adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Más allá del infinito&lt;br /&gt;vuela la complicidad.&lt;br /&gt;reflexión&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donde solo debilito&lt;br /&gt;castidad, virginidad.&lt;br /&gt;Protección.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gifsyfondos.com/barra82.gif" width="250" height="60" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013)[/color]&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-5146687230473639286?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/TAl7FILzvFI/AAAAAAAAAQk/AsYS1IIrAu0/s72-c/unicornio-imagenes-fantasia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-4760545331153322755</id><published>2010-05-26T02:42:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T02:52:36.744+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muestra poética.'/><title type='text'>Mi tierna confidente....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S_xu3gc5gzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/ZOqidAI53hs/s1600/PersevalMaury-Mujerdurmiendo-Sueo12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475373146858685234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S_xu3gc5gzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/ZOqidAI53hs/s400/PersevalMaury-Mujerdurmiendo-Sueo12.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=92d176c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mi tierna confidente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devora lentamente&lt;br /&gt;cada curva de mi cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;y enciende ardientemente&lt;br /&gt;la llama que solo prende&lt;br /&gt;con tus besos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encuentra la laguna&lt;br /&gt;perdida de mis sueños&lt;br /&gt;la puerta oportuna&lt;br /&gt;donde eres todo mi dueño.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atraviesa los obstáculos&lt;br /&gt;que frenan tu pasión&lt;br /&gt;la sospecha que aborda&lt;br /&gt;Todo mi corazón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acaricias los montes&lt;br /&gt;abarcando con tus dulces manos&lt;br /&gt;esos llanos de mi piel,&lt;br /&gt;donde voy a desvanecer&lt;br /&gt;plena de placer.&lt;br /&gt;Mis suspiros&lt;br /&gt;Susurraran en tus oídos&lt;br /&gt;se volveran salvajes gemidos&lt;br /&gt;en nuestro mundo perdido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero arder de amor&lt;br /&gt;antes que despierte&lt;br /&gt;de mis sueños apasionados,&lt;br /&gt;abrazada a mi tierna confidente&lt;br /&gt;a la dulce paciente&lt;br /&gt;donde reposan...&lt;br /&gt;Mis deseos y mis ansias&lt;br /&gt;de amor por ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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tierna confidente....'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S_xu3gc5gzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/ZOqidAI53hs/s72-c/PersevalMaury-Mujerdurmiendo-Sueo12.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-5278253397358212625</id><published>2010-05-25T01:57:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T02:04:39.732+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muestra poética.'/><title type='text'>Cubriré...(Respuesta a Rafael Alberti.)(Sonetos.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S_sSjI-_kRI/AAAAAAAAAQM/2tElEynzeLE/s1600/sex,+sexe,+sexo,+amor,pasion,+internet,+morbo,+sexual,+caricias,+besos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474990166915387666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S_sSjI-_kRI/AAAAAAAAAQM/2tElEynzeLE/s400/sex,+sexe,+sexo,+amor,pasion,+internet,+morbo,+sexual,+caricias,+besos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=736ba62" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cúbreme, amor, el cielo de la boca...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cúbreme, amor, el cielo de la boca&lt;br /&gt;con esa arrebatada espuma extrema,&lt;br /&gt;que es jazmín del que sabe y del que quema,&lt;br /&gt;brotado en punta de coral de roca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alóquemelo, amor, su sal, aloca&lt;br /&gt;tu lancinante aguda flor suprema,&lt;br /&gt;doblando su furor en la diadema&lt;br /&gt;del mordiente clavel que la desboca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Oh ceñido fluir, amor, oh bello&lt;br /&gt;borbotar temperado de la nieve&lt;br /&gt;por tan estrecha gruta en carne viva,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para mirar cómo tu fino cuello&lt;br /&gt;se te resbala, amor, y se te llueve&lt;br /&gt;de jazmines y estrellas de saliva!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soneto del poeta" Rafael Alberti."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Cubriré&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cubriré, amor tu cielo porque muero&lt;br /&gt;soy prisionera extrema de tu boca&lt;br /&gt;todo cuanto me pidas me provoca&lt;br /&gt;quemarme en ella pido y tanto quiero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le alocara, mi néctar caballero&lt;br /&gt;mientras mi flor suprema se sofoca&lt;br /&gt;con esa profunda pasión tan loca&lt;br /&gt;porque por tu amor todo lo tolero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será un delicioso placer amor&lt;br /&gt;penetrar en ti mi templada nieve&lt;br /&gt;y sentirme en tu boca tan cautiva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extasiada y perdida por tu ardor&lt;br /&gt;resbale todo mi amor porque lleve&lt;br /&gt;los jazmines y estrellas de saliva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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Alberti.)(Sonetos.)'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S_sSjI-_kRI/AAAAAAAAAQM/2tElEynzeLE/s72-c/sex,+sexe,+sexo,+amor,pasion,+internet,+morbo,+sexual,+caricias,+besos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-731497222438825300</id><published>2010-05-18T01:38:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T02:08:51.004+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muestra poética.'/><title type='text'>Todo o nada...(Soneto.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S_HTjbEuI7I/AAAAAAAAAQE/CqjypuDeqMk/s1600/Amor_entrega.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472387627748303794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S_HTjbEuI7I/AAAAAAAAAQE/CqjypuDeqMk/s400/Amor_entrega.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=3bb5b81" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Todo o nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galopan los suspiros de mi aliento&lt;br /&gt;recorriendo tu cuerpo más adentro,&lt;br /&gt;deteniéndose ahogado en mi centro&lt;br /&gt;traspasan las puertas del firmamento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirándote me muero en tus pupilas&lt;br /&gt;mis lágrimas recorren mis mejillas,&lt;br /&gt;mojando con dulzura tú barbilla&lt;br /&gt;tú siempre con constancia me aniquilas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando amo todo o nada necesito&lt;br /&gt;sea sueño o toda realidad&lt;br /&gt;desearte y añorarte es un grito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juntos ya somos toda afinidad&lt;br /&gt;la pasión y el deseo delimito&lt;br /&gt;amarnos por toda la eternidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013)&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-731497222438825300?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S_HTjbEuI7I/AAAAAAAAAQE/CqjypuDeqMk/s72-c/Amor_entrega.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-3418283930583380172</id><published>2010-05-03T00:33:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T00:43:21.203+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muestra poética.'/><title type='text'>Mujer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S9394yKXhCI/AAAAAAAAAP8/EmZDKdzjqVU/s1600/cuerpo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 321px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466804674677408802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S9394yKXhCI/AAAAAAAAAP8/EmZDKdzjqVU/s400/cuerpo1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=fb2f0d4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mujer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mujer,&lt;br /&gt;la eterna primavera&lt;br /&gt;constancia infinita.&lt;br /&gt;La dulce espera&lt;br /&gt;deseada y exquisita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mujer,&lt;br /&gt;huracán de emociones&lt;br /&gt;la fuerza incomparable.&lt;br /&gt;Las claras tentaciones&lt;br /&gt;destino irremediable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mujer,&lt;br /&gt;esencia de la vida&lt;br /&gt;La rosa sin espina.&lt;br /&gt;Palabra incomprendida&lt;br /&gt;de grietas y heridas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mujer,&lt;br /&gt;la llama apasionada&lt;br /&gt;la ternura complaciente.&lt;br /&gt;La blanca inmaculada&lt;br /&gt;la que ama incondicionalmente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mujer,&lt;br /&gt;coraje y devoción&lt;br /&gt;madre y amiga valiente.&lt;br /&gt;La fuerza del corazón&lt;br /&gt;y razón del presente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3667195231357502423-3418283930583380172?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S9394yKXhCI/AAAAAAAAAP8/EmZDKdzjqVU/s72-c/cuerpo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-1073775994085528421</id><published>2010-04-27T05:06:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T05:13:16.532+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema varios'/><title type='text'>VERDUGOS DE LA INOCENCIA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S9ZVCNXpzTI/AAAAAAAAAP0/KCrRoYHqIC0/s1600/sacerdotes_pedofilos.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464648694297644338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S9ZVCNXpzTI/AAAAAAAAAP0/KCrRoYHqIC0/s400/sacerdotes_pedofilos.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=220420d" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Verdugos de la inocencia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las túnicas que visten sus cuerpos&lt;br /&gt;ojala se prendieran,&lt;br /&gt;y quemaran sus almas&lt;br /&gt;en las llamas de su hoguera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdugos de la inocencia&lt;br /&gt;compulsivos de la dominación,&lt;br /&gt;conductas pedófilas&lt;br /&gt;sin limites de la excitación.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El código canónico vigente&lt;br /&gt;toda una política de silencio&lt;br /&gt;encubre al clero delincuente,&lt;br /&gt;tradicional misericordia&lt;br /&gt;a los culpables&lt;br /&gt;y vergonzoso delito&lt;br /&gt;de encubrimiento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Pecados secretos!&lt;br /&gt;Que gritan confesión&lt;br /&gt;mientras las cúpulas eclesiásticas&lt;br /&gt;son remisas a su condenación.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por sus culpas&lt;br /&gt;por sus grandes culpas,&lt;br /&gt;ruegen a todos los santos&lt;br /&gt;y al señor,&lt;br /&gt;ni curas milagrosas&lt;br /&gt;ni clínicas psicológicas,&lt;br /&gt;haran reeducar&lt;br /&gt;a esos sacerdotes pedófilos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que predican la palabra de Dios,&lt;br /&gt;¡Cuando solo son demonios&lt;br /&gt;de la perdición!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-1073775994085528421?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/1073775994085528421/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=1073775994085528421' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/1073775994085528421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/1073775994085528421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/04/verdugos-de-la-inocencia.html' title='VERDUGOS DE LA INOCENCIA...'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S9ZVCNXpzTI/AAAAAAAAAP0/KCrRoYHqIC0/s72-c/sacerdotes_pedofilos.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-4978260524542362213</id><published>2010-04-20T03:04:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T04:58:44.988+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VIDEO REALIZADO POR MI HERMANA ENCARNI'/><title type='text'>Lienzos de luz....(Para mi padre a sus 79 años.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/DHf5VHbk9Vg/hqdefault.jpg)" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DHf5VHbk9Vg&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DHf5VHbk9Vg&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Video realizado y dedicado a mi padre por mi hermana Encarni Mejides."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lienzos de luz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desprende tu pincel la alegría&lt;br /&gt;que muestran tus lienzos de luz,&lt;br /&gt;tu alma se vuelve un tul&lt;br /&gt;embrujando tus creaciones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imprimes tus bastidores&lt;br /&gt;con mimo y esmero&lt;br /&gt;y bailan los pinceles&lt;br /&gt;en tus dedos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tú arte es todo pensamiento&lt;br /&gt;que escapa de tus lienzos&lt;br /&gt;mostrando tus sentimientos.&lt;br /&gt;Ante tu caballete&lt;br /&gt;eres todo un soñador,&lt;br /&gt;y a la vez tan realista&lt;br /&gt;con tus obras costumbristas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Los colores en tu paleta&lt;br /&gt;mezclas con ilusión&lt;br /&gt;cada lienzo completas&lt;br /&gt;con arte y tesón,&lt;br /&gt;y en cada obra&lt;br /&gt;entregas padre&lt;br /&gt;el corazón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-4978260524542362213?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/4978260524542362213/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=4978260524542362213' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/4978260524542362213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/4978260524542362213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/04/pinturas-costumbristas-amejides.html' title='Lienzos de luz....(Para mi padre a sus 79 años.)'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-525125431654145667</id><published>2010-04-14T02:33:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T03:10:51.126+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muestra poética.'/><title type='text'>Sin palabras......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S8UOhNAe2YI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2Sv7gMjG0ns/s1600/labios555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 333px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459786086846749058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S8UOhNAe2YI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2Sv7gMjG0ns/s400/labios555.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sin palabras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu dedo se desliza&lt;br /&gt;por el filo de mi boca&lt;br /&gt;tu mirada me hipnotiza&lt;br /&gt;Volviéndome tan loca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suavemente acaricias&lt;br /&gt;mis labios con ternura&lt;br /&gt;tal vez codicias&lt;br /&gt;llenarme de plenitud,&lt;br /&gt;rozando la locura&lt;br /&gt;el silencio se vuelve virtud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es tanto el mutismo&lt;br /&gt;que me acorrala&lt;br /&gt;que cuelgo en el abismo&lt;br /&gt;donde resbala,&lt;br /&gt;el beso o la palabra&lt;br /&gt;tan deseada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No hay tiempo ni medida&lt;br /&gt;en el amor&lt;br /&gt;aunque el silencio a veces&lt;br /&gt;sea dolor.&lt;br /&gt;No hay principio ni final&lt;br /&gt;tan solo este silencio&lt;br /&gt;escucha mi corazón,&lt;br /&gt;cuando me conciencio&lt;br /&gt;y busco la razón.&lt;br /&gt;Porque a veces&lt;br /&gt;sobran las palabras&lt;br /&gt;en el amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-525125431654145667?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/525125431654145667/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=525125431654145667' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/525125431654145667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/525125431654145667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/04/sin-palabras.html' title='Sin palabras......'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S8UOhNAe2YI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2Sv7gMjG0ns/s72-c/labios555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-8898335919098269883</id><published>2010-03-26T03:24:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T03:35:33.045+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema ............Muestra poética..'/><title type='text'>ACÍBAR............</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S6wcPwwdnrI/AAAAAAAAAPk/qpc8qXtlRDs/s1600/triste.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452764305950613170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S6wcPwwdnrI/AAAAAAAAAPk/qpc8qXtlRDs/s400/triste.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=44e840f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Acíbar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se empaño el cristal&lt;br /&gt;de mis sentimientos&lt;br /&gt;se instalo la tristeza&lt;br /&gt;en sus aposentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El recuerdo se viste de dolor&lt;br /&gt;decorando las frías paredes&lt;br /&gt;de mi corazón.&lt;br /&gt;Te di todo porque te amaba&lt;br /&gt;y apenas recibí,&lt;br /&gt;yo siempre que deseaba&lt;br /&gt;morir junto a ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tú tenías el poder&lt;br /&gt;de nuestro amor&lt;br /&gt;yo solo te necesitaba,&lt;br /&gt;clavaste la dura daga&lt;br /&gt;hiriendo mi corazón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La pura amargura&lt;br /&gt;del desamor&lt;br /&gt;dejo las secuelas&lt;br /&gt;de pesar y dolor.&lt;br /&gt;Te ame sin condición&lt;br /&gt;aceptandote tal y como eras&lt;br /&gt;respecto y comprensión&lt;br /&gt;entregue a tu vera. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escape de esas espinas&lt;br /&gt;de nostalgia y desamor&lt;br /&gt;alejando la amargura.&lt;br /&gt;¿Hasta donde se puede&lt;br /&gt;sufrir por amor?&lt;br /&gt;El limite del amor&lt;br /&gt;solo lo pone el corazón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013)&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/3667195231357502423-8898335919098269883?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/8898335919098269883/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=8898335919098269883' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/8898335919098269883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/8898335919098269883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/03/acibar.html' title='ACÍBAR............'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S6wcPwwdnrI/AAAAAAAAAPk/qpc8qXtlRDs/s72-c/triste.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-3932918413519880508</id><published>2010-03-07T02:22:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T02:27:00.893+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema varios'/><title type='text'>MOCEDAD...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S5L__zmYZPI/AAAAAAAAAPU/l3c7GQ7ZtRo/s1600-h/8833848-md.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445696371092382962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S5L__zmYZPI/AAAAAAAAAPU/l3c7GQ7ZtRo/s400/8833848-md.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=34718f4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Mocedad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poquito a poco se va abriendo&lt;br /&gt;la cajita de sorpresas&lt;br /&gt;de mis sentimientos.&lt;br /&gt;Voy experimentando&lt;br /&gt;tantas sensaciones,&lt;br /&gt;y mi rebeldía se asoma&lt;br /&gt;por los rincones.&lt;br /&gt;Nada me conforma&lt;br /&gt;todo se me hace extraño&lt;br /&gt;creo que me juzgan&lt;br /&gt;o me quieren hacer daño.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A veces me siento tan frágil&lt;br /&gt;y me pregunto ¿que hago aqui?&lt;br /&gt;Y otras soy tan fuerte&lt;br /&gt;que nada me hace sufrir.&lt;br /&gt;Tantos sentimientos a flor de piel&lt;br /&gt;alteran mi ánimo sin comprender.&lt;br /&gt;La tristeza y melancolia&lt;br /&gt;la euforia o la apatía,&lt;br /&gt;la autoestima en mis días.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La desobediencia se apodera de mí&lt;br /&gt;no tengo paciencia para elegir&lt;br /&gt;se visten mis días de inseguridad,&lt;br /&gt;me siento un niño&lt;br /&gt;que quiere soñar&lt;br /&gt;y me hago un hombre&lt;br /&gt;cada dia más.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trepo a mis ilusiones&lt;br /&gt;aunque no sean realidad&lt;br /&gt;busco explicaciones&lt;br /&gt;dicen que es la pubertad.&lt;br /&gt;Todas mis hormonas se alteran&lt;br /&gt;siento que la vida se acelera&lt;br /&gt;cruzando la libertad.&lt;br /&gt;Atrás la niñez&lt;br /&gt;se ríe de mí&lt;br /&gt;la añoranza es toda grandeza&lt;br /&gt;se abrió mi caja de sorpresas&lt;br /&gt;ya a pasitos entre con delicadeza&lt;br /&gt;en el mundo de la adolescencia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-3932918413519880508?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3932918413519880508/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=3932918413519880508' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/3932918413519880508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/3932918413519880508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/03/mocedad.html' title='MOCEDAD...'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S5L__zmYZPI/AAAAAAAAAPU/l3c7GQ7ZtRo/s72-c/8833848-md.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-7510587715356334315</id><published>2010-03-07T01:48:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T01:59:52.698+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muestra poética.'/><title type='text'>Reflejo....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S5L3_8a5ZHI/AAAAAAAAAPM/GUNT170-x38/s1600-h/mls-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445687577367110770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S5L3_8a5ZHI/AAAAAAAAAPM/GUNT170-x38/s400/mls-11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=732d4d1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Reflejo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siento que mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;a veces vive en el pasado&lt;br /&gt;que percibe con razón&lt;br /&gt;todo cuanto ha soñado.&lt;br /&gt;Aquella niña ilusionada&lt;br /&gt;con vestido de sueños&lt;br /&gt;aun vive enamorada&lt;br /&gt;de sus recuerdos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando me miro al espejo&lt;br /&gt;solo busco fantasía&lt;br /&gt;la magia que esconde su reflejo&lt;br /&gt;y toda mi cobardía.&lt;br /&gt;Me sentí muñeca de trapo&lt;br /&gt;pero llena de bondad,&lt;br /&gt;y aun atrapo&lt;br /&gt;saltando la felicidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crecí entre papeles y versos de amor&lt;br /&gt;construí un palacio de alegría e ilusión,&lt;br /&gt;pintando las paredes de mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;sin vergüenza ni pudor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No puedo vivir mi presente&lt;br /&gt;ni pensar en mi futuro&lt;br /&gt;si no corretea en mi mente&lt;br /&gt;esos recuerdos del pasado.&lt;br /&gt;¡Tengo miedo a envejecer!&lt;br /&gt;Y olvidarme del ayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A veces me miro al espejo&lt;br /&gt;y olvido mi presente&lt;br /&gt;soy aquella niña vestida de ilusión&lt;br /&gt;que juega y sueña&lt;br /&gt;en los pasillos de la niñez.&lt;br /&gt;La añoranza vive en mi piel&lt;br /&gt;y navego a la deriva con timidez&lt;br /&gt;subida a la proa del ayer,&lt;br /&gt;porque soy tan niña y tan mujer&lt;br /&gt;ante el reflejo de la madurez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-7510587715356334315?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/7510587715356334315/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=7510587715356334315' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/7510587715356334315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/7510587715356334315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/03/reflejo.html' title='Reflejo....'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S5L3_8a5ZHI/AAAAAAAAAPM/GUNT170-x38/s72-c/mls-11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-743909472961003827</id><published>2010-03-02T03:02:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T03:09:26.068+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Narraciones en prosa.'/><title type='text'>Exitus letalis....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S4xx5W7h_qI/AAAAAAAAAPE/33ZOAsYERec/s1600-h/terror-3%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443851279805841058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S4xx5W7h_qI/AAAAAAAAAPE/33ZOAsYERec/s400/terror-3%5B2%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=31d431e" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Exitus letalis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circulaba por la carretera vestida de lluvia peinada por el fuerte viento que aquella tormenta desalojaba esa tarde lluviosa y fría.&lt;br /&gt;El cartel de la autopista Señalaba la salida que debía de tomar para llegar al trabajo.&lt;br /&gt;Tome la salida ansiosa por llegar a mi destino, pues conducir con lluvia me gustaba pero sabía que era peligroso.Enseguida divise el paisaje tétrico.&lt;br /&gt;Entre aquellos frondosos árboles que parecían querer acorralar los dos grandes edificios que componían el hospital, como protegiéndolos y arropándolos con sus inmensas ramas.&lt;br /&gt;Allá en pleno campo estaba situado, en tiempos pasado fue un hospital para tuberculosos es por ellos que se construyo en las afueras de la ciudad.&lt;br /&gt;Luego fue una residencia psiquiatrica o como se decía entonces manicomió.&lt;br /&gt;Los mas viejos del lugar contaban leyendas sobre espíritus que vagaban en las madrugadas y gritos de lamentos y dolor que según decían se escuchan a veces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esa tarde mi puesto estaba en la tercera planta donde mas enfermos terminales hay.&lt;br /&gt;Apenas habia pasado treinta minutos la enfermera entro en el control.&lt;br /&gt;¡Hola!--saludo con voz ronca y seria.&lt;br /&gt;Tienes que bajar un exitus de la habitación 314.&lt;br /&gt;ya esta preparado -–dijo la enfermera revisando el listado de enfermos.&lt;br /&gt;Como era sábado y estábamos falto de personal tenia que hacer el servicio sola.&lt;br /&gt;Me dirigí a la habitación mientras me colocaba los guantes de trabajo y enseguida empecé a empujar la cama hacia el ascensor.&lt;br /&gt;Es triste faena el bajar un enfermo que ha fallecido mientras sus familiares quedan desconsolados ahogándose en las lagrimas de dolor y tristeza.&lt;br /&gt;El ascensor descendía hacia el sótano mientras observaba la blanca sabana que cubría el cuerpo sin vida de aquella persona.&lt;br /&gt;Intente no observar mucho porque aunque no era la primera vez que bajaba un exitus,no podia superar la agitación que sentía mi cuerpo.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando llegue al sótano aquellos pasillos fríos y silenciosos se me hacían eternos de cruzar.&lt;br /&gt;Al fin llegue hasta la sala donde ponía mortuorio, ahí es donde esperaría la familia los tramites de la defunción.&lt;br /&gt;Justo al lado estaba la sala frigorifica.Meti la llave en la puerta de aquella sala y una tremenda ráfaga de aire helado me roció la cara haciendome estremecer.&lt;br /&gt;Frente a mi como si fuese el panel de un juego, estaban las metálicas puertas frigoríficas,fui acercándome a una de las que estaban abiertas.&lt;br /&gt;Llego el jefe de subalternos encargado del papeleo y los transmites.Entre los dos metimos el difunto en la cámara y cerramos la puerta.&lt;br /&gt;Lluviosa tarde -–hablo él&lt;br /&gt;Si que es lluviosa --comete yo.&lt;br /&gt;Bueno voy a dar mis condolencias a la familia.--dijo él.&lt;br /&gt;Y nos dirigimos a la puerta cuando tres golpes secos sacudieron nuestros oídos.Yo temblé y me sobresalte pues estos golpes venían de una de las cámaras.&lt;br /&gt;¿Que ha sido eso?_pregunto agitado y con tez pálida&lt;br /&gt;Eran golpes y creo que el sonido venia de aquella camara-- comente asustada&lt;br /&gt;El miro la lista que llevaba y comento:&lt;br /&gt;Pero si solo hay un exitus el que acabamos de meter.--&lt;br /&gt;Y tan tranquilo se acerco a la cámara la abrió y miro.&lt;br /&gt;Todo bien -–exclamo y volvió a cerrarla.&lt;br /&gt;Entonces volvió a sonar los tres golpes pero aun más fuertes que los de antes.&lt;br /&gt;Me sobresalte aterrada de pánico mientras el compañero&lt;br /&gt;sigiloso se acerco a la cámara de donde venían los ruidos.&lt;br /&gt;Mis piernas empezaron a titilar pero me quede inmóvil paralizada como pegada al suelo sin poderme moverme,&lt;br /&gt;ni siquiera pude gritar.&lt;br /&gt;Toma llama a seguridad -–grito el compañero pasándome el teléfono&lt;br /&gt;Lo cojí casi espantada mientras él abrió la cámara.&lt;br /&gt;Mis ojos no querían mirar pero no puede apartarlos de la puerta.&lt;br /&gt;Aquí no hay nada---comento él algo angustiado.&lt;br /&gt;Cual fue mi sorpresa que abrió cámara por cámara y no había nada.Solo estaba el cadáver que metimos minutos antes.&lt;br /&gt;El cual volvió abrir y mirar y todo estaba bien. Se volvió a dirigir a la cámara de donde vinieron los golpes.&lt;br /&gt;La abrió de nuevo y afirmo con la cabeza que todo estaba bien pero antes de cerrarla exclamo:&lt;br /&gt;¡Que demonios es esto! ---y estirando su mano me enseño un anillo con una piedra y dos iniciales,&lt;br /&gt;exactamente la A y la J.&lt;br /&gt;Se lo guardo en el bolsillo y recomendó que nos marcháramos&lt;br /&gt;de allí.&lt;br /&gt;Esos días atrás fueron un revuelo en el hospital rumores circularon a mil.&lt;br /&gt;La historia se quedo en que el anterior exitus que estuvo en esa cámara, seguramente cuando le quitaron sus pertenencias en la planta el anillo caería entre las sabanas y por eso apareció allí.&lt;br /&gt;Se le comunico a la familia y esta fueron a recorgerlo contentos.Porque era un anillo que había pasado en la familia de uno a otros desde años atrás.Tenia un valor sentimental para ellos.&lt;br /&gt;Todos pensaron que esos tres golpes no los escuchamos realmente,que fueron ruidos del conducto del aire acondicionado.&lt;br /&gt;Pero el subalterno y yo sabemos que si los escuchamos.&lt;br /&gt;¿Quién golpeo la puerta de la cámara tres veces para llamar la atención?.&lt;br /&gt;¿Quien quizo que encontraramos el anillo?&lt;br /&gt;La leyenda de los tres golpes aun se chismorrea en el hospital&lt;br /&gt;algunos dicen que lo escuchan al pasar por el pasillo del mortuorio.&lt;br /&gt;Yo tan solo se que cada vez que me llaman para bajar un exitus ¡tiemblo!&lt;br /&gt;Es mi trabajo y tengo que superarlo.&lt;br /&gt;Pero nunca olvido que un "Exitus Letalis"es una salida mortal&lt;br /&gt;pero algunos parecen que no salen del todo......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUTORA:Lola mejides .Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013).&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-743909472961003827?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/743909472961003827/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=743909472961003827' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/743909472961003827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/743909472961003827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/03/exitus-letalis.html' title='Exitus letalis....'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S4xx5W7h_qI/AAAAAAAAAPE/33ZOAsYERec/s72-c/terror-3%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-8054991970641439986</id><published>2010-03-02T02:27:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T02:39:23.021+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muestra poética.'/><title type='text'>Respuesta de amor.....(Muestra poética.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S4xqw0XOjpI/AAAAAAAAAO8/RTAzNyQZ5BM/s1600-h/29kwho8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 379px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443843436506418834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S4xqw0XOjpI/AAAAAAAAAO8/RTAzNyQZ5BM/s400/29kwho8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=c4bfc71" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Respuesta de amor.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Te esperare amor en el umbral de los sentimientos atrapada en el tiempo,&lt;br /&gt;en esta distancia que no deja conocernos.&lt;br /&gt;Te esperare amor para sentir diferentes y sembrar ilusiones&lt;br /&gt;para pintar tu horizonte de ternura y pasión&lt;br /&gt;para escribir en el viento lo que siente mi corazón.&lt;br /&gt;Mas allá de las nubes y de la imaginación tengo mi pensamiento esperando ese momento todo un encuentro como el final de un cuento.Siempre tiemblo al soñarte&lt;br /&gt;me desplomo al pensarte y construyo un baluarte de amor&lt;br /&gt;todo un mundo de entrega y tesón.&lt;br /&gt;Yo sembrare esas flores que adornaran nuestro jardín&lt;br /&gt;y compondré canciones tan solo pensando en ti.&lt;br /&gt;Quiero replantar tu vida con la esencia de mi amor&lt;br /&gt;que me sientas y necesites como el aire que respiras,&lt;br /&gt;que en silencio me supliques y me sueñes toda la vida.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando te llegue esta carta cubierta de mi amor&lt;br /&gt;tan solo quiero que pienses lo que te ofrece mi corazón.&lt;br /&gt;La frescura de mis besos que en tus labios se volverán&lt;br /&gt;torbellinos&lt;br /&gt;el terciopelo de caricias que cubrirán tu destino.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando roces con tus dedos este frágil y fino papel&lt;br /&gt;recuerda que hay alguien a quien haces estremecer.&lt;br /&gt;Quiero ser esa estrella resplandeciente&lt;br /&gt;que alumbre tu rostro y te bese cada noche en la frente&lt;br /&gt;esa persona tan diferente.&lt;br /&gt;La tinta de estas letras es sangre de mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;mis manos se vuelven cometas que buscan una ilusión,&lt;br /&gt;tan solo al pensarte me quedo sin respiración,&lt;br /&gt;te entrego todo cuanto siento y soy sin condición.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando abras esta carta quiero que sientas mis sentimientos&lt;br /&gt;y la fuerza de mi pasión que se volvió en estas letras.&lt;br /&gt;Tu respuesta de amor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013)&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-8054991970641439986?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/8054991970641439986/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=8054991970641439986' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/8054991970641439986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/8054991970641439986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/03/respuesta-de-amormuestra-poetica.html' title='Respuesta de amor.....(Muestra poética.)'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S4xqw0XOjpI/AAAAAAAAAO8/RTAzNyQZ5BM/s72-c/29kwho8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-6826520550683602589</id><published>2010-02-07T17:22:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T17:30:52.298+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema varios'/><title type='text'>PÉTALO DE TU FLOR......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S27pBjR1sBI/AAAAAAAAAO0/GbTtMVV6Tg4/s1600-h/tantra2%5B1%5D55.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435538013141970962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S27pBjR1sBI/AAAAAAAAAO0/GbTtMVV6Tg4/s400/tantra2%5B1%5D55.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=1cf25d2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pétalo de tu flor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adherida a tu piel&lt;br /&gt;soy toda tuya.&lt;br /&gt;Tú sujetas el cordel&lt;br /&gt;y me arrastro por tu cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;como oruga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me elevas cual diosa&lt;br /&gt;luciendo en tu templo,&lt;br /&gt;y me siento mariposa&lt;br /&gt;mientras vuelo y te contemplo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La ternura es la alfombra&lt;br /&gt;que cubre nuestro amor,&lt;br /&gt;nos perdemos en la sombra&lt;br /&gt;de la tentación.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El amor no tiene forma&lt;br /&gt;ni sexo ni medida,&lt;br /&gt;la vida nos transforma&lt;br /&gt;cuando la pasión nos cautiva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando expresa el corazón&lt;br /&gt;todos sus sentimientos&lt;br /&gt;se pierde la razón&lt;br /&gt;y hasta el entendimiento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pétalo soy de tu flor&lt;br /&gt;eres aroma que embriaga mi cuerpo,&lt;br /&gt;florecemos en nuestro jardín&lt;br /&gt;y más allá del universo.&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;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013&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/3667195231357502423-6826520550683602589?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/6826520550683602589/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=6826520550683602589' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/6826520550683602589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/6826520550683602589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/02/petalo-de-tu-flor.html' title='PÉTALO DE TU FLOR......'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S27pBjR1sBI/AAAAAAAAAO0/GbTtMVV6Tg4/s72-c/tantra2%5B1%5D55.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-1572837919662843785</id><published>2010-01-20T01:21:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T01:29:10.546+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema varios'/><title type='text'>ESCOMBROS...(Haití en mi pensamiento y corazón.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S1ZNSUhYhrI/AAAAAAAAAOs/1zbYDQq5Mu8/s1600-h/25_17229353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428611377983424178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S1ZNSUhYhrI/AAAAAAAAAOs/1zbYDQq5Mu8/s400/25_17229353.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=8028662" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Escombros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inerte entre la ira&lt;br /&gt;que surgió de las entrañas,&lt;br /&gt;me arrastro cual serpiente&lt;br /&gt;buscándome las mañas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La luz se vestio de negra&lt;br /&gt;mi cuerpo tan dolorido.&lt;br /&gt;Solo veo tinieblas&lt;br /&gt;ante mis ojos perdidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los gritos del sufrimiento&lt;br /&gt;ahogan mis oídos.&lt;br /&gt;Solo escucho lamentos&lt;br /&gt;bajo este manto despavorido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pienso en un porque&lt;br /&gt;ni culpo por lo sucedido,&lt;br /&gt;aunque mi pueblo&lt;br /&gt;siempre ha vivido,&lt;br /&gt;entre los escombros&lt;br /&gt;del olvido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivo pues aun respiro&lt;br /&gt;me abraza el dolor,&lt;br /&gt;el miedo se hizo mi amigo.&lt;br /&gt;Tiembla mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;en este infierno que vivo.&lt;br /&gt;La naturaleza tembló&lt;br /&gt;tantas vidas ha destruido.&lt;br /&gt;Solo me queda rezar&lt;br /&gt;y que ¡Dios este conmigo!&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;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ante tanto dolor y impotencia solo me queda rezar y pedir al mundo entero.¡SOLUCIONES!&lt;br /&gt;Y TODA LA AYUDA PARA HAITÍ.)&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-1572837919662843785?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/1572837919662843785/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=1572837919662843785' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/1572837919662843785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/1572837919662843785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/01/escombroshaiti-en-mi-pensamiento-y.html' title='ESCOMBROS...(Haití en mi pensamiento y corazón.)'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/S1ZNSUhYhrI/AAAAAAAAAOs/1zbYDQq5Mu8/s72-c/25_17229353.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-8995184153979690615</id><published>2009-12-12T04:05:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T04:16:52.527+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muestra poetica.'/><title type='text'>CAPARAZÓN.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SyMI1bcECmI/AAAAAAAAAOk/jCNr8E-PjWk/s1600-h/4303691-md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 396px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414180891021019746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SyMI1bcECmI/AAAAAAAAAOk/jCNr8E-PjWk/s400/4303691-md.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Caparazón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cubrí de telarañas la impotencia&lt;br /&gt;sembré en mi huerto la paciencia&lt;br /&gt;olvidando mis temores.&lt;br /&gt;Anduve en silencio con mis dolores&lt;br /&gt;queriendo atravesar el infinito&lt;br /&gt;perdida en mis añoranzas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Construí esa coraza&lt;br /&gt;donde era una payasa&lt;br /&gt;huyendo del dolor.&lt;br /&gt;Quise cambiar el color&lt;br /&gt;transformando mí arco iris.&lt;br /&gt;Y cambie la ideología&lt;br /&gt;sorprendiendo a mi cobardía&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;e quite el caparazón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;xtravagante y reprimido&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;entando mí destino&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;lcance poco a poco&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;etas ya olvidadas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;scuras madrugadas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ecuerdos tormentosos&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;laqueando a veces&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;bservando el presente&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;egura y valiente&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;gnorando el rencor&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;entí liberarme&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Volé cual mariposa&lt;br /&gt;impregnando amor.&lt;br /&gt;La vida es una continua&lt;br /&gt;metamorfosis&lt;br /&gt;que debemos aceptar.&lt;br /&gt;Siempre debemos cambiar&lt;br /&gt;para mejorar,&lt;br /&gt;por nosotros mismos&lt;br /&gt;y para los demás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013)&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-8995184153979690615?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/8995184153979690615/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=8995184153979690615' title='10 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/8995184153979690615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/8995184153979690615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2009/12/caparazon.html' title='CAPARAZÓN.'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SyMI1bcECmI/AAAAAAAAAOk/jCNr8E-PjWk/s72-c/4303691-md.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-3261827201406485171</id><published>2009-12-12T04:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T04:04:52.922+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema varios....'/><title type='text'>SIN RAZÓN.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SyMHlFNOb3I/AAAAAAAAAOc/ITFgS4RNX1g/s1600-h/9827799-md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414179510663671666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SyMHlFNOb3I/AAAAAAAAAOc/ITFgS4RNX1g/s400/9827799-md.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sin razón...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como lanzas al viento&lt;br /&gt;cada pensamiento,&lt;br /&gt;atraviesas mi cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;a tu antojo y tiempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fundiendo alientos con arrogancia&lt;br /&gt;deleitando besos con perseverancia.&lt;br /&gt;Antelogros que autoproponen&lt;br /&gt;tus propinas.&lt;br /&gt;Dejándome poseída y atada,&lt;br /&gt;al tirachinas de tus gamberradas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frágil como papel&lt;br /&gt;yo me dejo caer al vació inmenso.&lt;br /&gt;Aterrizando más allá&lt;br /&gt;de tus sentimientos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La cruda frialdad&lt;br /&gt;es toda una realidad,&lt;br /&gt;que crece por momentos&lt;br /&gt;arañando los pensamientos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como piedra en tus dedos&lt;br /&gt;me lanzas contra el suelo.&lt;br /&gt;Y me haces volar&lt;br /&gt;la impotente distancia&lt;br /&gt;de mi verdad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo soy un juguete&lt;br /&gt;de tu corazón.&lt;br /&gt;En tu juego de niño&lt;br /&gt;sin razón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-3261827201406485171?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3261827201406485171/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=3261827201406485171' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/3261827201406485171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/3261827201406485171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2009/12/sin-razon.html' title='SIN RAZÓN.....'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SyMHlFNOb3I/AAAAAAAAAOc/ITFgS4RNX1g/s72-c/9827799-md.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-3884472705116629904</id><published>2009-11-14T03:06:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T03:09:31.982+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tema varios'/><title type='text'>El color del sentimiento.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/Sv4QvGnMTRI/AAAAAAAAAOU/RiNQ_WCB8QY/s1600-h/1214282519418_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403775004306066706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/Sv4QvGnMTRI/AAAAAAAAAOU/RiNQ_WCB8QY/s400/1214282519418_f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;El color del sentimiento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como un pintor&lt;br /&gt;ante su lienzo,&lt;br /&gt;inspiro con tesón&lt;br /&gt;y plasmo mis sentimientos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con el bello pincel&lt;br /&gt;coloreo el amor,&lt;br /&gt;que recorre la piel&lt;br /&gt;y produce candor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pintare de azul&lt;br /&gt;el cielo de tus besos,&lt;br /&gt;cubriendo con un tul&lt;br /&gt;tus defectos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La dulzura de tus ojos&lt;br /&gt;la sonrisa de tu boca,&lt;br /&gt;tus pómulos sonrojos&lt;br /&gt;todo cuanto me provoca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En el lienzo de tu cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;nuestro amor es todo colorido,&lt;br /&gt;donde pierdo la razón&lt;br /&gt;y hasta los sentidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Degusto con placer&lt;br /&gt;los sabores de tu piel,&lt;br /&gt;hasta enloquecer&lt;br /&gt;eres pura miel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El amor es transparente&lt;br /&gt;solo tiene el color&lt;br /&gt;que pinta la imaginación,&lt;br /&gt;y la mutua entrega&lt;br /&gt;del alma y corazón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora:Lola mejides .Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3667195231357502423-3884472705116629904?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3884472705116629904/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=3884472705116629904' title='7 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/3884472705116629904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/3884472705116629904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2009/11/el-color-del-sentimiento.html' title='El color del sentimiento.'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/Sv4QvGnMTRI/AAAAAAAAAOU/RiNQ_WCB8QY/s72-c/1214282519418_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-5887123044909661242</id><published>2009-10-31T12:08:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T02:07:58.909+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prosa poética.'/><title type='text'>Confieso....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SuwbIqKctrI/AAAAAAAAAOM/m19Yil0BmeA/s1600-h/orgasmo-femenino-rostro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398719888881399474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SuwbIqKctrI/AAAAAAAAAOM/m19Yil0BmeA/s400/orgasmo-femenino-rostro.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Confieso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=47d3fe1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Recitado por mi amigo y poeta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Francisco Valdez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confieso que siempre muero entre tus brazos&lt;br /&gt;que me apago como vela consumiéndome&lt;br /&gt;de amor.&lt;br /&gt;A veces tiemblo porque el miedo me atosiga&lt;br /&gt;y temo amor mio tanto perderte.&lt;br /&gt;Confieso que quizás sin ti no soy nada&lt;br /&gt;o tal vez aun no hubiese nacido.&lt;br /&gt;Pero es tanto amor lo que siento&lt;br /&gt;solo tú atrapas mis pensamientos.&lt;br /&gt;Agoniza mi cuerpo entre tus brazos&lt;br /&gt;cuando lentamente araño el cristal&lt;br /&gt;de la pasión.&lt;br /&gt;No tengo amor mio ningún miedo&lt;br /&gt;cuando siento tanta dulzura,&lt;br /&gt;ni a fundirme en la locura de morir de amor.&lt;br /&gt;La oscuridad se hará eterna y el tiempo&lt;br /&gt;será testigo,&lt;br /&gt;tan solo contigo mi vida es todo tan bello.&lt;br /&gt;Amándote más allá del pensamiento&lt;br /&gt;suspira mi mundo&lt;br /&gt;y no queda segundo que no agonice en ti.&lt;br /&gt;Mi amor atraviesa ese vació que la distancia deja&lt;br /&gt;cortando sus rejas y vuela junto a ti.&lt;br /&gt;A veces recorro los pasadizos que la mente&lt;br /&gt;tiene en su castillo y abro esos pestillos&lt;br /&gt;que las puertas cierran ante mí,&lt;br /&gt;en ellos siempre estas tu.&lt;br /&gt;Amarte es morir dulcemente&lt;br /&gt;y sufrir lentamente el estar lejos de ti,&lt;br /&gt;el amor es barrera contra el tiempo y distancia.&lt;br /&gt;Confieso que a momentos grito tu nombre al silencio&lt;br /&gt;y quiero apresarte en mi cuerpo,&lt;br /&gt;en mi pensamiento eternamente.&lt;br /&gt;Esta agonía que prende muy adentro.&lt;br /&gt;abrazando mi lamento, amarte es tan intenso.&lt;br /&gt;Eres el aire que respiro el rumbo de mi destino&lt;br /&gt;toda mi verdad.&lt;br /&gt;Confieso que muero en tus brazos que mi alma&lt;br /&gt;se estremece agonizando de tanto amor.&lt;br /&gt;La intensidad de nuestro amor disminuye&lt;br /&gt;mis funciones vitales haciendome desvanecer.&lt;br /&gt;Confieso querer morir de amor&lt;br /&gt;no hay muerte más dulce,&lt;br /&gt;para mi corazón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora:Lola mejides .Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013)&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/3667195231357502423-5887123044909661242?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/5887123044909661242/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=5887123044909661242' title='7 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/5887123044909661242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/5887123044909661242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2009/10/confieso.html' title='Confieso....'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SuwbIqKctrI/AAAAAAAAAOM/m19Yil0BmeA/s72-c/orgasmo-femenino-rostro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-6888061101717971887</id><published>2009-10-18T05:15:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T05:19:58.967+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tema varios'/><title type='text'>ASECHA EL LOBO....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/StqI42dYFfI/AAAAAAAAAOE/av1vCJuaeqM/s1600-h/insercionsocialenfocand%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393774014002370034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/StqI42dYFfI/AAAAAAAAAOE/av1vCJuaeqM/s400/insercionsocialenfocand%5B1%5D.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Asecha el lobo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Cuidado!&lt;br /&gt;Que asecha el lobo&lt;br /&gt;se esconde en los recodos&lt;br /&gt;se alimenta del cualquier modo&lt;br /&gt;y vuela igual que un globo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atrevido con respecto&lt;br /&gt;babea casi discreto&lt;br /&gt;escribe verdes sonetos&lt;br /&gt;lujuria es su secreto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parece caballeroso&lt;br /&gt;cordial y hasta caprichoso&lt;br /&gt;y solo es vergonzoso&lt;br /&gt;ruin y peligroso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cubre tu alfombra de flores&lt;br /&gt;detrás sus grandes ardores&lt;br /&gt;prenden silenciosos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan solo es obsesión&lt;br /&gt;la dulce provocación&lt;br /&gt;de su amistad.&lt;br /&gt;¡Cuidado!&lt;br /&gt;Que asecha el lobo&lt;br /&gt;se esconde tras el portal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunque parezca galante&lt;br /&gt;tan solo es un demente&lt;br /&gt;un obseso sexual,&lt;br /&gt;maniático y deprimente&lt;br /&gt;queriéndose aprovechar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora:Lola mejides .Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-6888061101717971887?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/6888061101717971887/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=6888061101717971887' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/6888061101717971887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/6888061101717971887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2009/10/asecha-el-lobo.html' title='ASECHA EL LOBO....'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/StqI42dYFfI/AAAAAAAAAOE/av1vCJuaeqM/s72-c/insercionsocialenfocand%5B1%5D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-6917194768151856523</id><published>2009-10-12T01:15:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T01:23:14.118+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema romantico'/><title type='text'>EL POEMA MÁS BELLO...(Dueto.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/StJnxcQQRvI/AAAAAAAAAN8/n1N6oJ5-rWE/s1600-h/dedos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 296px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391485803011524338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/StJnxcQQRvI/AAAAAAAAAN8/n1N6oJ5-rWE/s400/dedos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;El poema más bello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El poema más bello&lt;br /&gt;nace del corazón.&lt;br /&gt;Y trepa las alas del amor.&lt;br /&gt;El poema más bello&lt;br /&gt;se hace melodía&lt;br /&gt;en tus noches y en tus días.&lt;br /&gt;Es un dulce te quiero&lt;br /&gt;en unos labios sinceros&lt;br /&gt;y cruza con ternura&lt;br /&gt;las puertas del cielo.&lt;br /&gt;Caminar en sus versos&lt;br /&gt;cubriendo el silencio&lt;br /&gt;de abrazos y besos.&lt;br /&gt;El poema más bello&lt;br /&gt;lo escriben mis manos&lt;br /&gt;en tu piel,&lt;br /&gt;en cada caricia que surge&lt;br /&gt;del querer.&lt;br /&gt;Adorando tu mirada&lt;br /&gt;busco enamorada&lt;br /&gt;esas estrellas sagradas&lt;br /&gt;de tu pensamiento.&lt;br /&gt;El poema más bello&lt;br /&gt;son tus sentimientos&lt;br /&gt;y esas dulces palabras&lt;br /&gt;que se lleva el viento.&lt;br /&gt;Es amar sobre todo&lt;br /&gt;sin temor al fracaso.&lt;br /&gt;Y componer canciones&lt;br /&gt;en tus brazos.&lt;br /&gt;El poema mas bello&lt;br /&gt;es dormir en tu regazo.&lt;br /&gt;Y juntos amarnos&lt;br /&gt;hasta formar un lazo.&lt;br /&gt;Ardientes y deseosos&lt;br /&gt;suspirando ansiosos.&lt;br /&gt;El poema más bello&lt;br /&gt;y hermoso.&lt;br /&gt;Testigo de amor&lt;br /&gt;escrito con la sangre&lt;br /&gt;de mi corazón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;El poema más bello&lt;br /&gt;se escribe con sangre enamorada&lt;br /&gt;en cada beso apasionado.&lt;br /&gt;Plasmado en los ardientes labios&lt;br /&gt;de la persona amada,&lt;br /&gt;Por las calidas y tibias caricias&lt;br /&gt;tantas veces anheladas.&lt;br /&gt;Al oír el rumor de una ola&lt;br /&gt;en un paseo matinal&lt;br /&gt;junto al ser amado.&lt;br /&gt;En cada mirada profunda&lt;br /&gt;que hacen navegar&lt;br /&gt;los sentimientos de amor.&lt;br /&gt;Recorriendo como vena fluvial&lt;br /&gt;hasta en el corazón desembarcar.&lt;br /&gt;En cada recuerdo en soledad&lt;br /&gt;soñando con un susurrar&lt;br /&gt;de pasiones y amoríos.&lt;br /&gt;Tendidos en la fresca hierba&lt;br /&gt;arropados por mantos de flores,&lt;br /&gt;de mil y un colores&lt;br /&gt;testigos de deseos y amores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autores: ©Lola Mejides.]Diego Falcon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013). &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/3667195231357502423-6917194768151856523?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/6917194768151856523/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=6917194768151856523' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/6917194768151856523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/6917194768151856523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2009/10/el-poema-mas-bellodueto.html' title='EL POEMA MÁS BELLO...(Dueto.)'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/StJnxcQQRvI/AAAAAAAAAN8/n1N6oJ5-rWE/s72-c/dedos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-1685599329743876794</id><published>2009-10-05T20:37:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T20:41:27.965+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas romanticos.'/><title type='text'>Condéname. ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/Sso9ZQ4zkaI/AAAAAAAAANs/OrepLt2kjdA/s1600-h/a9f5211aa8133eca34ecd7f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389187408341471650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/Sso9ZQ4zkaI/AAAAAAAAANs/OrepLt2kjdA/s400/a9f5211aa8133eca34ecd7f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Condéname&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consciente soy amor mío&lt;br /&gt;del frió de mis besos.&lt;br /&gt;Perdona si a veces desvarío&lt;br /&gt;yo me confieso.&lt;br /&gt;De quererte con locura&lt;br /&gt;y pintar en mis dudas,&lt;br /&gt;ese miedo que perdura&lt;br /&gt;dejando mi alma tan desnuda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desnuda estoy del sentir&lt;br /&gt;que afloran en mis sentidos&lt;br /&gt;hasta inconscientemente herir&lt;br /&gt;mis latidos.&lt;br /&gt;Latidos que me enloquecen&lt;br /&gt;y me hacen soñar,&lt;br /&gt;aunque endurecen&lt;br /&gt;mi despertar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Condéname a tu lado&lt;br /&gt;hasta el fin de mi existencia&lt;br /&gt;derrumba ese muro helado&lt;br /&gt;de tu paciencia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amarte es toda mi dicha&lt;br /&gt;el sendero de mi verdad.&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón a tu lado encapricha&lt;br /&gt;la felicidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Condéname.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-1685599329743876794?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/1685599329743876794/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=1685599329743876794' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/1685599329743876794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/1685599329743876794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2009/10/condename.html' title='Condéname. ....'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/Sso9ZQ4zkaI/AAAAAAAAANs/OrepLt2kjdA/s72-c/a9f5211aa8133eca34ecd7f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-3127912086763120855</id><published>2009-10-02T19:09:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T19:11:37.114+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema varios'/><title type='text'>Mejore a tiempo.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SsYz73eDWCI/AAAAAAAAANk/g3JpToK33ns/s1600-h/18102008023%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388051107790673954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SsYz73eDWCI/AAAAAAAAANk/g3JpToK33ns/s400/18102008023%5B2%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Mejore a tiempo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tiempo mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;cruzo esa muralla.&lt;br /&gt;Aunque a veces perdió la razón&lt;br /&gt;creo esa pantalla&lt;br /&gt;dia a dia con tesón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mientras las lagrimas&lt;br /&gt;de esos días,&lt;br /&gt;cambie por rimas&lt;br /&gt;para que tú sonrías.&lt;br /&gt;Para despertar tus sentimientos&lt;br /&gt;escribo con ilusión,&lt;br /&gt;cada verso intento que sea&lt;br /&gt;una caricia para tu corazón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El mundo de la depresión&lt;br /&gt;te ata enormemente.&lt;br /&gt;Te atrapa inconsciente&lt;br /&gt;el pasado y el presente&lt;br /&gt;anulando el futuro&lt;br /&gt;y tu imaginación.&lt;br /&gt;Mejore a tiempo&lt;br /&gt;y cambie el silencio&lt;br /&gt;por una canción.&lt;br /&gt;Y me vestí de duende&lt;br /&gt;"Duende de amor".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracias a la fantasía&lt;br /&gt;Cree mi bosque encantado.&lt;br /&gt;Un mundo de letras&lt;br /&gt;a vuestro lado.&lt;br /&gt;Aunque escribo desde niña&lt;br /&gt;y la poesía siempre me extasió.&lt;br /&gt;No se si es locura o realidad&lt;br /&gt;Pero cuando escribo&lt;br /&gt;rozo la felicidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mejore a tiempo&lt;br /&gt;y cerré la puerta&lt;br /&gt;esa que tanto desconcierta&lt;br /&gt;y fue todo un contratiempo.&lt;br /&gt;Cambie la angustia&lt;br /&gt;por pensamientos.&lt;br /&gt;Esos que se vuelven inspiraciones&lt;br /&gt;y entrego con amor y cariño&lt;br /&gt;a todos mis amigos y lectores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PD:(Retrato al oleo pintado por mi padre cuando yo tenia 6 años.)&lt;br /&gt;ya tenia orejitas de duende jijijijijiji.&lt;br /&gt;que seria estaba ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-3127912086763120855?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3127912086763120855/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=3127912086763120855' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/3127912086763120855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/3127912086763120855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2009/10/mejore-tiempo.html' title='Mejore a tiempo.....'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SsYz73eDWCI/AAAAAAAAANk/g3JpToK33ns/s72-c/18102008023%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-620963569379298981</id><published>2009-09-25T04:39:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T01:55:18.534+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muestra poetica.'/><title type='text'>DESPERTARE......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SrwtnPGoQjI/AAAAAAAAANU/fZYo9wmQFJE/s1600-h/3841070-md.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 271px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385229406520754738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SrwtnPGoQjI/AAAAAAAAANU/fZYo9wmQFJE/s400/3841070-md.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Despertare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Permanentemente mis ojos&lt;br /&gt;solo ven oscuridad.&lt;br /&gt;Pero toda mi mente&lt;br /&gt;parece que vaga&lt;br /&gt;en la claridad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La nada me abraza&lt;br /&gt;tremendamente.&lt;br /&gt;Mi perspectiva traza&lt;br /&gt;desencarnada,&lt;br /&gt;¿Será pasado o presente?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como si flotara&lt;br /&gt;en un seno materno&lt;br /&gt;¡Incomparable sensación!&lt;br /&gt;Siento el calor&lt;br /&gt;¿será el infierno?&lt;br /&gt;Tiemblo con temor&lt;br /&gt;murallas de piedras&lt;br /&gt;a mí alrededor,&lt;br /&gt;y esta calma&lt;br /&gt;de paz y helor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quisiera correr&lt;br /&gt;no puedo&lt;br /&gt;me ata al suelo&lt;br /&gt;la inconciencia,&lt;br /&gt;la pérdida de sensibilidad.&lt;br /&gt;Esas voces cercanas&lt;br /&gt;que suenan bajo&lt;br /&gt;mi almohada.&lt;br /&gt;¿Serán presencias?&lt;br /&gt;O realidad,&lt;br /&gt;perdida estoy en la inmensidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me alumbra&lt;br /&gt;con luminiscencia&lt;br /&gt;inmenso su resplandor&lt;br /&gt;esa luz,&lt;br /&gt;seguro que será&lt;br /&gt;la presencia de Dios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Esperarme!&lt;br /&gt;No dejarse llevar&lt;br /&gt;por lo que veis.&lt;br /&gt;Os pido paciencia&lt;br /&gt;aun estoy en el universo&lt;br /&gt;dormida profundamente&lt;br /&gt;y sin conciencia,&lt;br /&gt;tener fe&lt;br /&gt;despertare…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Con todo mi cariño y admiración a todos esos enfermos que despertaron de un coma profundo.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mujer&lt;/span&gt;:Maria de los Dolores Mejides Romero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nacionalidad&lt;/span&gt;:Española&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Con este poema participo en el segundo &lt;a href="http://heptagrama.com/sp/arte-poesia-concurso-2010.htm"&gt;Concurso de Poesía&lt;/a&gt; de &lt;a href="http://heptagrama.com"&gt;Heptagrama&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3667195231357502423-620963569379298981?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/620963569379298981/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=620963569379298981' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/620963569379298981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/620963569379298981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2009/09/despertare.html' title='DESPERTARE......'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SrwtnPGoQjI/AAAAAAAAANU/fZYo9wmQFJE/s72-c/3841070-md.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-8193688472134479921</id><published>2009-09-24T02:09:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T02:47:19.455+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poema tema varios'/><title type='text'>GADES.....MI CÁDIZ.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SrrAMgVFG8I/AAAAAAAAANM/-G98AhsKukc/s1600-h/CDIZ-P~1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384827625544162242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SrrAMgVFG8I/AAAAAAAAANM/-G98AhsKukc/s400/CDIZ-P~1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;GADES......... MI CÁDIZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El pasado sumergido&lt;br /&gt;bajo tu suelo de sal,&lt;br /&gt;ese Gades dormido&lt;br /&gt;entre tesoros de coral.&lt;br /&gt;Te mecen las olas&lt;br /&gt;con ritmo y compás.&lt;br /&gt;Y las caracolas&lt;br /&gt;susurran tanguillos&lt;br /&gt;en la orilla de tu mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esos lucerillos&lt;br /&gt;de tu madruga,&lt;br /&gt;alumbran tus aguas&lt;br /&gt;en la pleamar.&lt;br /&gt;La brisa marinera&lt;br /&gt;te cubre de sal,&lt;br /&gt;y el viento de levante te hace volar.&lt;br /&gt;Si llega el poniente solo sabes suspirar,&lt;br /&gt;y te lleva la corriente de la libertad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los aires de la caleta&lt;br /&gt;la reina de la bahía,&lt;br /&gt;tan bella y tan coqueta&lt;br /&gt;la tierra de la alegria.&lt;br /&gt;Algarabía son tus calles&lt;br /&gt;la gracia frunce tu talle,&lt;br /&gt;prendido de burgaillos&lt;br /&gt;erizos y farolillos.&lt;br /&gt;La diosa de occidente&lt;br /&gt;hechicera de los poetas.&lt;br /&gt;Pemán, Alberti y Quiñones&lt;br /&gt;te hicieron musa en sus letras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu tanto me apasionas&lt;br /&gt;gitana,fenicia,romana y mora&lt;br /&gt;me enloqueces&lt;br /&gt;y me enamoras.&lt;br /&gt;Que me siento&lt;br /&gt;¡Ay! mi Cádiz.&lt;br /&gt;En tus rocas, caracola&lt;br /&gt;en tus olas, espuma&lt;br /&gt;y en tus aguas, barquilla.&lt;br /&gt;Mi Cádiz toda una maravilla.&lt;br /&gt;mi Gades sumergida..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3667195231357502423-8193688472134479921?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/8193688472134479921/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=8193688472134479921' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/8193688472134479921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/8193688472134479921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2009/09/gadesmi-cadiz.html' title='GADES.....MI CÁDIZ.'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SrrAMgVFG8I/AAAAAAAAANM/-G98AhsKukc/s72-c/CDIZ-P~1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-6353928676925101539</id><published>2009-09-09T20:52:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T20:56:48.389+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas varios.'/><title type='text'>A PESAR DE LOS AÑOS.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/Sqf5k2hG6zI/AAAAAAAAANE/mZ7M0QewBgQ/s1600-h/viejos-queridos%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379542691422333746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/Sqf5k2hG6zI/AAAAAAAAANE/mZ7M0QewBgQ/s400/viejos-queridos%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;A pesar de los años....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mientras la vida camina&lt;br /&gt;pasito a pasito,&lt;br /&gt;mis dos pilares benditos&lt;br /&gt;se vuelven más viejecitos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunque las dulces arrugas&lt;br /&gt;marquen vuestra piel,&lt;br /&gt;aun sois dos niños del ayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La entrega constante&lt;br /&gt;vuestros sacrificios.&lt;br /&gt;El amor abundante&lt;br /&gt;sin perjuicios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con ese empeño&lt;br /&gt;majestuoso,&lt;br /&gt;Haceis nuestros sueños&lt;br /&gt;grandes y hermosos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pesar de los años&lt;br /&gt;aun sois luchadores.&lt;br /&gt;Subiendo esos peldaños&lt;br /&gt;nos entregáis muchos valores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sois todo un ejemplo&lt;br /&gt;de coraje y amor.&lt;br /&gt;Al final camináis,&lt;br /&gt;por la senda de la vejez.&lt;br /&gt;Y parece que volvéis&lt;br /&gt;a la tierna niñez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.d(A mis padres con todo mi amor y cariño....) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-6353928676925101539?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/6353928676925101539/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=6353928676925101539' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/6353928676925101539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/6353928676925101539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2009/09/pesar-de-los-anos.html' title='A PESAR DE LOS AÑOS.....'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/Sqf5k2hG6zI/AAAAAAAAANE/mZ7M0QewBgQ/s72-c/viejos-queridos%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-5102427435078538636</id><published>2009-09-09T20:40:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T20:46:06.191+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas varios.'/><title type='text'>Las puertas del cielo.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/Sqf3ECtOsGI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Az0S7EgZ_uU/s1600-h/30101302ch2%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379539928735461474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/Sqf3ECtOsGI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Az0S7EgZ_uU/s400/30101302ch2%5B1%5D.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Las puertas del cielo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llegaste tan bella&lt;br /&gt;cual virgen hermosa.&lt;br /&gt;Tu rostro impregnado,&lt;br /&gt;cual dolorosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ochenta y un años&lt;br /&gt;sobre tu espalda.&lt;br /&gt;Cubiertos de alegrías&lt;br /&gt;y llantos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estrellas lucientes&lt;br /&gt;cubren tu pelo,&lt;br /&gt;luceros divinos&lt;br /&gt;sobre tu cuerpo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entregaste tu vida&lt;br /&gt;rebosando amor.&lt;br /&gt;Tan mujer y tan madre,&lt;br /&gt;con gran devoción.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caminas despacio&lt;br /&gt;y tan sonriente,&lt;br /&gt;dormida en tu lecho&lt;br /&gt;de muerte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las lágrimas fluyen&lt;br /&gt;azotan el silencio.&lt;br /&gt;Por siempre estarás&lt;br /&gt;en nuestros pensamientos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Campanas redoblan&lt;br /&gt;con dulce lamento.&lt;br /&gt;Tu voz repite el viento.&lt;br /&gt;abrazando los sentimientos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llorando te mira&lt;br /&gt;el abuelo,&lt;br /&gt;su amor camina&lt;br /&gt;sonriente&lt;br /&gt;hacia las puertas del cielo.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013)&lt;br /&gt;(Para una gran abuela.)&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-5102427435078538636?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/5102427435078538636/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=5102427435078538636' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/5102427435078538636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/5102427435078538636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2009/09/las-puertas-del-cielo.html' title='Las puertas del cielo.....'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/Sqf3ECtOsGI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Az0S7EgZ_uU/s72-c/30101302ch2%5B1%5D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-2288347185661709583</id><published>2009-09-09T19:42:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T20:00:20.967+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poema tema varios'/><title type='text'>A VECES ...(RETO LAGRIMA.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SqfsWxOIhkI/AAAAAAAAAM0/sDM1LMHnnh4/s1600-h/animation12fpvh6.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 384px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 329px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379528155831240258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SqfsWxOIhkI/AAAAAAAAAM0/sDM1LMHnnh4/s400/animation12fpvh6.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;A veces...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A veces soy la gota&lt;br /&gt;que brota de tu lagrimal,&lt;br /&gt;y caigo lentamente sin cesar.&lt;br /&gt;Recorro tus mejillas&lt;br /&gt;rozando tu piel,&lt;br /&gt;Parece que navego&lt;br /&gt;por los poros de tu ser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y mojo cada centímetro&lt;br /&gt;de tu hermoso rostro,&lt;br /&gt;cuando este se vuelve&lt;br /&gt;doloroso.&lt;br /&gt;A veces soy la muestra&lt;br /&gt;de tus más profundos&lt;br /&gt;sentimientos.&lt;br /&gt;Y escapo por tus pupilas&lt;br /&gt;de momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que dicha tan infinita&lt;br /&gt;aflorar de tus adentros.&lt;br /&gt;Pues me siento bendita&lt;br /&gt;y me vuelvo tu lágrima,&lt;br /&gt;con el pensamiento.&lt;br /&gt;Quiero al caer&lt;br /&gt;secar tu llanto.&lt;br /&gt;Y mojar tan solo&lt;br /&gt;lo que te haga daño.&lt;br /&gt;Que bello vida mía&lt;br /&gt;sentir así.&lt;br /&gt;Pues solo imagino&lt;br /&gt;que soy,&lt;br /&gt;todo cuanto nace de ti..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013)&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-2288347185661709583?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2288347185661709583/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=2288347185661709583' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/2288347185661709583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/2288347185661709583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2009/09/veces-reto-lagrima.html' title='A VECES ...(RETO LAGRIMA.)'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SqfsWxOIhkI/AAAAAAAAAM0/sDM1LMHnnh4/s72-c/animation12fpvh6.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-7266187158456434913</id><published>2009-09-07T22:56:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T23:02:05.935+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema varios....'/><title type='text'>TURBACIÓN...(Estrofas manriqueñas.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SqV0WlYXeQI/AAAAAAAAAMs/RDE1EZkP5qI/s1600-h/2gv4pdd.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378833261304183042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SqV0WlYXeQI/AAAAAAAAAMs/RDE1EZkP5qI/s400/2gv4pdd.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SqVz8R_G2ZI/AAAAAAAAAMk/znbOj7U_Qf0/s1600-h/2gv4pdd.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Turbación&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paseaba desvelada&lt;br /&gt;y tambien con desazón&lt;br /&gt;muy ausente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando la angustia asomaba&lt;br /&gt;oprimiendo con tensión&lt;br /&gt;complaciente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La noche me arrebataba&lt;br /&gt;con su silencio y presión&lt;br /&gt;exigente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mientras temblaba angustiada&lt;br /&gt;tan congoja en mi prisión&lt;br /&gt;deprimente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;El insomnio me llenaba&lt;br /&gt;de amor y de turbación&lt;br /&gt;mi presente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3667195231357502423-7266187158456434913?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/7266187158456434913/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=7266187158456434913' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/7266187158456434913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/7266187158456434913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2009/09/turbacionestrofas-manriquenas.html' title='TURBACIÓN...(Estrofas manriqueñas.)'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SqV0WlYXeQI/AAAAAAAAAMs/RDE1EZkP5qI/s72-c/2gv4pdd.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-8133292102101233989</id><published>2009-09-05T03:43:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T03:49:25.184+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poema tema varios'/><title type='text'>Mi ARCO IRIS......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SqHCurGstFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/9hUvLrWDFGg/s1600-h/arcoirispoema.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 323px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377793537157674066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SqHCurGstFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/9hUvLrWDFGg/s400/arcoirispoema.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img44.imageshack.us/i/arcoirispoema.jpg/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi arco iris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Romper el hielo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;necesitando tus camelos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Acariciándote con anhelo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;vivir tus celos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Alcanzando el cielo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Intentando con desvelos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;vencer el miedo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A veces te necesito&lt;br /&gt;rondando mi vida.&lt;br /&gt;Cruzando sin medida&lt;br /&gt;observándote medito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Intento abreviado&lt;br /&gt;resulta que aunque no pueda.&lt;br /&gt;Imploro tenerte a mi lado&lt;br /&gt;Sintiendo como me enredas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tapas mis agujeros&lt;br /&gt;esos que surgen en mis desvelos&lt;br /&gt;por eso te quiero.&lt;br /&gt;Tú eres el arco iris de mi cielo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/3667195231357502423-8133292102101233989?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/8133292102101233989/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=8133292102101233989' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/8133292102101233989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/8133292102101233989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2009/09/mi-arco-iris.html' title='Mi ARCO IRIS......'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SqHCurGstFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/9hUvLrWDFGg/s72-c/arcoirispoema.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-9097561509244349847</id><published>2009-08-24T04:54:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T05:07:53.225+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Te deseo tanto amor...(muestra poetica)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SpIDQPhS-dI/AAAAAAAAAMU/vjXrk6tlMxw/s1600-h/desnudo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373360882985400786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SpIDQPhS-dI/AAAAAAAAAMU/vjXrk6tlMxw/s400/desnudo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te deseo tanto amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deseo ser la lágrima&lt;br /&gt;que cae por tu mejilla.&lt;br /&gt;La dulce maravilla&lt;br /&gt;que desprenden tus manos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La mirada que piensa&lt;br /&gt;perdida en el horizonte.&lt;br /&gt;Las ansias que revientan&lt;br /&gt;amor mio tu nombre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deseo cada instante&lt;br /&gt;que marca el reloj.&lt;br /&gt;Y cada latido&lt;br /&gt;de tu corazón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;endría la dicha en mis manos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;ncendiéndote de deseo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;ulzura y terciopelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;ncendiendo tú templo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;urcando cuanto quiero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;scribo y contemplo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;btengo alcanzar mi sueño.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;an solo tengo el empeño&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;nsiado y preferente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;ada es tan urgente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;anto te deseo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;bsesivamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;marte complaciente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;e muero por tenerte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;bjetivamente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;emedio insistente y razonadamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-9097561509244349847?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/9097561509244349847/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=9097561509244349847' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/9097561509244349847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/9097561509244349847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2009/08/te-deseo-tanto-amormuestra-poetica.html' title='Te deseo tanto amor...(muestra poetica)'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SpIDQPhS-dI/AAAAAAAAAMU/vjXrk6tlMxw/s72-c/desnudo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-4633449044682725652</id><published>2009-08-08T18:09:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T18:12:45.800+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tema romantico.'/><title type='text'>Amamé.  (versos serventensios)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/Sn2jZWSKtwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/5h_jTIcIoHw/s1600-h/24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367625986769336066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/Sn2jZWSKtwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/5h_jTIcIoHw/s400/24.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Amamé.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tus labios surcan todas mis noches&lt;br /&gt;como si un angel posara en ellos.&lt;br /&gt;Ámame yo te pido sin reproches.&lt;br /&gt;entre mis sueños dulces y bellos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desata mi pasión escondida&lt;br /&gt;y poséeme con tus caricias.&lt;br /&gt;Mi amor por ti no tiene medida&lt;br /&gt;me muero por todas tus delicias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delicias de todos tus sentidos&lt;br /&gt;la pasión que desata mi infierno&lt;br /&gt;todos mis tiernos sueños tan lívidos&lt;br /&gt;en este fuego de amor eterno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te suplica en silencio mi boca&lt;br /&gt;te lo dice mi dulce mirada.&lt;br /&gt;Este amor que me vuelve tan loca&lt;br /&gt;y de ti amor tan enamorada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola Mejides..............Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-4633449044682725652?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/4633449044682725652/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=4633449044682725652' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/4633449044682725652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/4633449044682725652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2009/08/amame-versos-serventensios.html' title='Amamé.  (versos serventensios)'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/Sn2jZWSKtwI/AAAAAAAAAMM/5h_jTIcIoHw/s72-c/24.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-1828227808387421302</id><published>2009-08-08T17:44:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T17:56:02.660+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tema romantico.'/><title type='text'>Mi paraiso......( Decima)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/Sn2euqykzFI/AAAAAAAAAL8/6eF0Wo38IMM/s1600-h/8192860-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367620855493086290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/Sn2euqykzFI/AAAAAAAAAL8/6eF0Wo38IMM/s400/8192860-lg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&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;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mi paraíso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embelésame con besos&lt;br /&gt;cubreme de tus abrazos,&lt;br /&gt;los que me atan como lazos.&lt;br /&gt;Esos dulces y traviesos&lt;br /&gt;toda mi piel con excesos.&lt;br /&gt;Con tu amor y compromiso&lt;br /&gt;sin señal ni previo aviso.&lt;br /&gt;Eres aire que respiro&lt;br /&gt;todo mi aliento y suspiro.&lt;br /&gt;Eres tú mi paraíso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola Mejides............Un duende&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/3667195231357502423-1828227808387421302?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/1828227808387421302/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=1828227808387421302' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/1828227808387421302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/1828227808387421302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2009/08/mi-paraiso-decima.html' title='Mi paraiso......( Decima)'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/Sn2euqykzFI/AAAAAAAAAL8/6eF0Wo38IMM/s72-c/8192860-lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-2942452273239556916</id><published>2009-08-08T17:33:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T17:44:21.972+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tema romantico.'/><title type='text'>Inevitablemente. ...(versos serventesios.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/Sn2cevpAdMI/AAAAAAAAAL0/f0qZMb_ONUU/s1600-h/mujer_desnuda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367618382893970626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/Sn2cevpAdMI/AAAAAAAAAL0/f0qZMb_ONUU/s400/mujer_desnuda.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Inevitablemente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuyo mi amor inevitablemente&lt;br /&gt;entre olas pacientes de mi mecer.&lt;br /&gt;Y tu alma intuyo inalcanzablemente&lt;br /&gt;en el mar oscuro de tu querer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y voy complaciendóte al poseerte&lt;br /&gt;todo un firmamento bajo tu templo.&lt;br /&gt;A orillas del silencio,por tenerte&lt;br /&gt;en mis pensamientos yo te contemplo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En esa playa de tantos lamentos&lt;br /&gt;se quedó mi alma cada anochecer.&lt;br /&gt;Pensándote mi vida por momentos&lt;br /&gt;mi pasión haciéndome encandecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En esa barquita tan triste y sola&lt;br /&gt;dejaste mi vida todo tu aroma.&lt;br /&gt;Con suave rumor de una caracola&lt;br /&gt;entre la nostalgia, mi alma se asoma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impacientemente mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;busca toda esencia de nuestro amor.&lt;br /&gt;Las estrellas toda mi inspiración&lt;br /&gt;quizás te perdí, con toda razón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola Mejides.........Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-2942452273239556916?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' 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width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/Sn2cevpAdMI/AAAAAAAAAL0/f0qZMb_ONUU/s72-c/mujer_desnuda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-5719992885177101915</id><published>2009-08-08T17:27:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T17:33:27.387+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tema varios'/><title type='text'>Psicofonía. ...(Muestra poetica.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/Sn2Z48r_8iI/AAAAAAAAALs/iYF9j_FPwe0/s1600-h/tunel-sin-tiempo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367615534537896482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/Sn2Z48r_8iI/AAAAAAAAALs/iYF9j_FPwe0/s400/tunel-sin-tiempo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Psicofonía.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy he cruzado la puerta&lt;br /&gt;que cerró mi pasado,&lt;br /&gt;y me quede boquiabierta&lt;br /&gt;cuando me has hablado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La psicofonía de tu voz&lt;br /&gt;me hizo volver&lt;br /&gt;a ese tío vivo del ayer.&lt;br /&gt;Has estado en mi presente&lt;br /&gt;me hablas con sovoz.&lt;br /&gt;Me dices.&lt;br /&gt;¡La vida es diferente!&lt;br /&gt;Con todos sus matices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vienes a mi mente&lt;br /&gt;cubierta de gloria&lt;br /&gt;y hablas de repente&lt;br /&gt;surcando mi memoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me susurras muy bajito.&lt;br /&gt;¡Todo tan cambiado!&lt;br /&gt;Cuanto he deseado&lt;br /&gt;cruzar el infinito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunque solo seas presencia&lt;br /&gt;hace menos de cien años&lt;br /&gt;todo te resultara extraño,&lt;br /&gt;en mi conciencia&lt;br /&gt;son peldaños.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La dulce psicofonía&lt;br /&gt;de tu voz,&lt;br /&gt;algunos con ironía&lt;br /&gt;piensan que es atroz.&lt;br /&gt;Pero escucharte abuela&lt;br /&gt;para mi es una bendición.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Autora:Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;(Safe Creative: #0808130086013.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-5719992885177101915?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/Sn2Z48r_8iI/AAAAAAAAALs/iYF9j_FPwe0/s72-c/tunel-sin-tiempo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-6333481023420656440</id><published>2009-08-03T03:49:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T03:58:03.251+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas de amor'/><title type='text'>Amarte por siempre.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SnZCtG5phBI/AAAAAAAAALk/KfgeBsrFgVU/s1600-h/micorazontn7ps4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365549348772480018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SnZCtG5phBI/AAAAAAAAALk/KfgeBsrFgVU/s400/micorazontn7ps4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Amarte por siempre....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasta mi aliento&lt;br /&gt;suspira tu nombre,&lt;br /&gt;a cada momento&lt;br /&gt;aunque me asombre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cruzando los sueños&lt;br /&gt;sujeto el cordel,&lt;br /&gt;tus besos son dueños&lt;br /&gt;de mi amor infiel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si solo al tocarte&lt;br /&gt;me siento en el cielo,&lt;br /&gt;y quiero abrazarte&lt;br /&gt;con todo mi anhelo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amarte por siempre&lt;br /&gt;es toda mi meta,&lt;br /&gt;sentirme segura y completa&lt;br /&gt;dejando que centren,&lt;br /&gt;las cuerdas de mi marioneta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si es pecado quererte&lt;br /&gt;maldita la suerte&lt;br /&gt;de mi corazón,&lt;br /&gt;prefiero antes que perderte&lt;br /&gt;morir de amor.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende. &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/3667195231357502423-6333481023420656440?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/6333481023420656440/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=6333481023420656440' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/6333481023420656440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/6333481023420656440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2009/08/amarte-por-siempre.html' title='Amarte por siempre.....'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SnZCtG5phBI/AAAAAAAAALk/KfgeBsrFgVU/s72-c/micorazontn7ps4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-8688366056851639778</id><published>2009-08-03T03:22:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T03:33:51.409+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas varios.'/><title type='text'>Eternamente....(muestra poetica .)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SnY8G45NBJI/AAAAAAAAALc/szntVqnMjKk/s1600-h/pai1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 345px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365542095107720338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SnY8G45NBJI/AAAAAAAAALc/szntVqnMjKk/s400/pai1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eternamente....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eres el calido verso&lt;br /&gt;que impregna mi pluma&lt;br /&gt;parte de mi universo&lt;br /&gt;y de mi ola la espuma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El calor que desprende&lt;br /&gt;tu grato cariño,&lt;br /&gt;porque siempre pretendes&lt;br /&gt;entenderme cuando guiño.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuestra complicidad&lt;br /&gt;une dos corazones,&lt;br /&gt;toda lealtad&lt;br /&gt;sin condiciones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando grito en silencio&lt;br /&gt;en mi mundo desesperado,&lt;br /&gt;siempre me conciencio&lt;br /&gt;que estas a mi lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eres mi gran tesoro&lt;br /&gt;yo pirata de tu amistad,&lt;br /&gt;por eso amiga te adoro&lt;br /&gt;y te guardo lealtad.&lt;br /&gt;Surcando los mares&lt;br /&gt;navegamos juntas&lt;br /&gt;en lo bueno y lo malo,&lt;br /&gt;contra todas las corrientes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lo largo de la vida&lt;br /&gt;y más allá de la muerte,&lt;br /&gt;eternamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUTORA:©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;("Con cariño para todos mis amigos(as)")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3667195231357502423-8688366056851639778?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/8688366056851639778/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=8688366056851639778' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/8688366056851639778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/8688366056851639778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2009/08/eternamentemuestra-poetica.html' title='Eternamente....(muestra poetica .)'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SnY8G45NBJI/AAAAAAAAALc/szntVqnMjKk/s72-c/pai1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-2441785050818281008</id><published>2009-07-18T17:29:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T17:38:56.070+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poema en dueto.'/><title type='text'>Te quiero.....(dueto.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SmHrmkyTXJI/AAAAAAAAALM/Q3IFMzbx8z4/s1600-h/confusion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359824079489817746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SmHrmkyTXJI/AAAAAAAAALM/Q3IFMzbx8z4/s400/confusion.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te quiero...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dime amor mio&lt;br /&gt;si eres la estrella,&lt;br /&gt;que guias mi cielo&lt;br /&gt;y la dulce espera&lt;br /&gt;de mis anhelos.&lt;br /&gt;Dime si solo quererte&lt;br /&gt;me hace feliz,&lt;br /&gt;pensar que puedo perderte&lt;br /&gt;me siento morir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;No soy estrella en tu firmamento&lt;br /&gt;ni cofre plagado de anhelos.&lt;br /&gt;Solo soy vida si tu me miras&lt;br /&gt;soy fuego si tu me rozas,&lt;br /&gt;y soy playa&lt;br /&gt;si en mi caminas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;En ti camino con firmeza&lt;br /&gt;eres la playa de mi grandeza.&lt;br /&gt;Rozar tu cuerpo es mi infinito&lt;br /&gt;eres el fuego de mis delirios.&lt;br /&gt;Tu eres espuma&lt;br /&gt;que mojas mi orilla,&lt;br /&gt;yo soy la quilla de tu barquilla.&lt;br /&gt;Amarte siempre es mi destino&lt;br /&gt;en ti mi amor,&lt;br /&gt;yo camino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Camina firme,&lt;br /&gt;pero suave,&lt;br /&gt;recorre mi orilla&lt;br /&gt;impregnate,&lt;br /&gt;como el agua en la arena&lt;br /&gt;dejame ser&lt;br /&gt;sirena que habita&lt;br /&gt;tus indomitos mares.&lt;br /&gt;Reina absoluta&lt;br /&gt;de todas tus quimeras&lt;br /&gt;dejame amor mio&lt;br /&gt;dormir en tu nido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mi nido es el paraiso&lt;br /&gt;que impregnas con tu aroma.&lt;br /&gt;El surco del firmamento&lt;br /&gt;que a tu puerta asoma.&lt;br /&gt;Seras mi musa y sirena&lt;br /&gt;la diosa de todos mis mares,&lt;br /&gt;la dueña de mis quimeras.&lt;br /&gt;La ola que bañe mi orilla&lt;br /&gt;suave y placentera,&lt;br /&gt;seras de mi vida la esencia&lt;br /&gt;la razón de mi existir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Amarte sin limites&lt;br /&gt;seria mi mayor dicha&lt;br /&gt;empaparme de tu esencia&lt;br /&gt;seria mi entrada al paraiso.&lt;br /&gt;Mi existensia solo la lograria&lt;br /&gt;si en mi te ahogarias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;En tus aguas me ahogare&lt;br /&gt;lentamente amor mio,&lt;br /&gt;construiremos un castillo&lt;br /&gt;entre tu cuerpo y el mio.&lt;br /&gt;Forrado de esas mariposas,&lt;br /&gt;que brotan de tu pelo.&lt;br /&gt;y en cada beso escribire&lt;br /&gt;simplemente.&lt;br /&gt;Te quiero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Autoras: ©Lorena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lola mejides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/3667195231357502423-2441785050818281008?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2441785050818281008/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=2441785050818281008' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/2441785050818281008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/2441785050818281008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2009/07/te-quierodueto.html' title='Te quiero.....(dueto.)'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SmHrmkyTXJI/AAAAAAAAALM/Q3IFMzbx8z4/s72-c/confusion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-6356821757189375518</id><published>2009-07-18T17:11:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T17:22:12.786+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poema sensual'/><title type='text'>Te ato y me atas ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SmHnSHyVjcI/AAAAAAAAALE/qaU0crmfQWw/s1600-h/PROHIBIDO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359819330061438402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SmHnSHyVjcI/AAAAAAAAALE/qaU0crmfQWw/s400/PROHIBIDO.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Te ato y me atas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te ato y me atas&lt;br /&gt;y nada nos desata,&lt;br /&gt;temblor que nos delata&lt;br /&gt;a veces hasta nos mata.&lt;br /&gt;Me muerdes y te muerdo&lt;br /&gt;y ansias devorarme.&lt;br /&gt;Los dos estamos de acuerdo,&lt;br /&gt;no puedo escaparme.&lt;br /&gt;¡Apriétame con fuerza!&lt;br /&gt;tu fuego me atraviesa,&lt;br /&gt;quemando mis entrañas.&lt;br /&gt;Tejiendo por tu piel&lt;br /&gt;mis labios de dulce miel,&lt;br /&gt;la pasión que acompaña.&lt;br /&gt;¿Acaso no me enredas?&lt;br /&gt;perdida en tus garras.&lt;br /&gt;Si solo soy la presa,&lt;br /&gt;prohibida y deseada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Amarnos hasta el éxtasis&lt;br /&gt;cubiertos de locura.&lt;br /&gt;Perdiendo composturas,&lt;br /&gt;ardientes de deseos.&lt;br /&gt;Si nuestro amor es prohibido&lt;br /&gt;ni grito ni maldigo.&lt;br /&gt;Tan solo me repito&lt;br /&gt;que amarte es mi destino.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-6356821757189375518?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/6356821757189375518/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=6356821757189375518' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/6356821757189375518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/6356821757189375518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2009/07/te-ato-y-me-atas.html' title='Te ato y me atas ...'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SmHnSHyVjcI/AAAAAAAAALE/qaU0crmfQWw/s72-c/PROHIBIDO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-1336989046305748248</id><published>2009-07-18T16:56:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T17:05:00.171+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas románticos'/><title type='text'>Cuando manda el corazón...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SmHjq_DwMxI/AAAAAAAAAK8/mmZ0ZlHQqGA/s1600-h/animation1vp9.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359815359168787218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SmHjq_DwMxI/AAAAAAAAAK8/mmZ0ZlHQqGA/s400/animation1vp9.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cuando manda el corazón...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Contando las horas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; solo pienso en verte,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; aunque sea pecadora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; solo deseo tenerte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tenerte en mi trazo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fundiéndonos lentamente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; juntos formamos un lazo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; viviendo solo el presente. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cuantas veces nos amamos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sin miedo y sin medida. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cuando nos escapamos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;para vernos a escondidas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Nuestro amor es un secreto &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quizás sea hasta prohibido. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tal vez sea un reto &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que nos manda cupido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Me pierdo en tu valle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; ardiente y jugoso. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quizás mi amor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;calle orgulloso. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;El fuego del alma &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nos funde con su pasión.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Perdemos la calma,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; hasta la razón,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; cuando manda el corazón. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3667195231357502423-1336989046305748248?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/1336989046305748248/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=1336989046305748248' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/1336989046305748248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/1336989046305748248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2009/07/cuando-manda-el-corazon.html' title='Cuando manda el corazón...'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SmHjq_DwMxI/AAAAAAAAAK8/mmZ0ZlHQqGA/s72-c/animation1vp9.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-3329305051485054305</id><published>2009-07-16T04:31:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T04:38:01.856+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema varios'/><title type='text'>Castillo de hielo....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/Sl6RLx1Do5I/AAAAAAAAAKs/18Dl9AMSf2w/s1600-h/mujer-hielo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 399px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358880238157931410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/Sl6RLx1Do5I/AAAAAAAAAKs/18Dl9AMSf2w/s400/mujer-hielo.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Castillo de hielo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tras el transcurso del tiempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; son fríos tus besos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Y cruzo descalza &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;todo mi universo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Aquellas caricias &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;de fuego y pasión. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tan solo son ahora &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;nostalgia y Temblor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;El frió que abraza &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;y hielan mis manos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; tan solo desprende &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;deseos helados. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Donde crecía la ilusión,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; construyo recuerdos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;que vagan en el corazón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Donde mis sueños &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;quise hacer realidad, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;solo quedo la palabra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; eternidad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Quiero cruzar el pasadizo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;que me aleja del desamor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Cuanto mas profundizo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; me invade el temor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; En mi Castillo de hielo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; donde soy princesa, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;añorándote me desvelo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;pero no me interesa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Por tu amor amor mio, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;perder la cabeza. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-3329305051485054305?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3329305051485054305/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=3329305051485054305' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/3329305051485054305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/3329305051485054305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2009/07/castillo-de-hielo.html' title='Castillo de hielo....'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/Sl6RLx1Do5I/AAAAAAAAAKs/18Dl9AMSf2w/s72-c/mujer-hielo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-1678357166423431755</id><published>2009-06-26T02:38:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T02:51:30.410+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas varios.'/><title type='text'>Despacio, Suave y lento...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkQaPKqDAdI/AAAAAAAAAKk/b5nokIzhc34/s1600-h/276400_SPQGNOYEKCJQOGL%5B1%5D12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351431105084064210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkQaPKqDAdI/AAAAAAAAAKk/b5nokIzhc34/s400/276400_SPQGNOYEKCJQOGL%5B1%5D12.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img19.imageshack.us/i/276400spqgnoyekcjqogl11.jpg/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Despacio, Suave y lento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llego a mi vida&lt;br /&gt;con tanto tesón.&lt;br /&gt;Una llama encendida&lt;br /&gt;en mi corazón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inicio en mí ser&lt;br /&gt;todo un bello relato.&lt;br /&gt;Esperando crecer&lt;br /&gt;con capítulos gratos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Profundizo en la cumbre&lt;br /&gt;de mis sentimientos.&lt;br /&gt;Y se hizo costumbre&lt;br /&gt;en todo momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narro en mis sueños&lt;br /&gt;cuentos y quimeras.&lt;br /&gt;Haciéndose dueño&lt;br /&gt;de mi vida entera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despacio&lt;br /&gt;Suave y lento.&lt;br /&gt;Tan dulce&lt;br /&gt;y tan adentro,&lt;br /&gt;lleno todo mis pensamientos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con ilusión&lt;br /&gt;escribo mi desenlace.&lt;br /&gt;En esta vida&lt;br /&gt;todos necesitamos,&lt;br /&gt;amor.&lt;br /&gt;Si aun no lo ha encontrado,&lt;br /&gt;solo buscalo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3667195231357502423-1678357166423431755?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkQaPKqDAdI/AAAAAAAAAKk/b5nokIzhc34/s72-c/276400_SPQGNOYEKCJQOGL%5B1%5D12.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-5982285664366256660</id><published>2009-06-24T01:46:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T02:03:10.254+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema varios'/><title type='text'>En tu seno...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFp34ZgOXI/AAAAAAAAAKc/IQdsVKC2q20/s1600-h/feto1333%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350674241045936498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFp34ZgOXI/AAAAAAAAAKc/IQdsVKC2q20/s400/feto1333%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;En tu seno....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;En tu seno mi vida inicie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;como una pompa de jabón. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Flote sentí y acaricie, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;el amor de tu corazón. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tremenda recepción &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ya tus manos posabas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;como queriendo proteger &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;mi vida bajo tu piel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Y crecía con el susurro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;de tu linda sonrisa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;La cual en ese transcurro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yo volvía caricia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Todos tus sentimientos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;me trasmitías.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cuanto amor madre mía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;en tus pensamientos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cuantas más semanas pasaban &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;         me bamboleaba, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;con los dulces latido de tu corazón. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;   Mis sentidos se desarrollaban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;     siendo yo madre tu atención. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;  Tus tiernas palabras &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;eran mensajes de amor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Y me hablabas madre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;    con tanta ilusión. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Inmenso calor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;prendía tu coxal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tu mi sustento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;cordón umbilical, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tu seno mi firmamento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Desde la cuarta semana &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;de gestación, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ya latía mi corazón. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Que importa madre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tu condición. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Si desde que fuiste concebida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ya eras madre. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Y solo me entregaste amor......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡FELIZ DIA DE LA MADRE!&lt;br /&gt;Con cariño para todas las madres del mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" 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href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2009/06/en-tu-seno.html' title='En tu seno...'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFp34ZgOXI/AAAAAAAAAKc/IQdsVKC2q20/s72-c/feto1333%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-2441563487596149333</id><published>2009-04-24T22:37:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T22:40:52.367+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poema sensual'/><title type='text'>Beso a beso....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SfIjBtcOAvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/S-FSK4fU5mU/s1600-h/amantes.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328359821417513714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 358px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SfIjBtcOAvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/S-FSK4fU5mU/s400/amantes.gif" 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;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Beso a beso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escribo beso a beso&lt;br /&gt;por cada molécula de tu ser,&lt;br /&gt;con ellos dejo impreso&lt;br /&gt;que moriré siendo fiel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donde el soneto de tu cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;tiembla enormemente,&lt;br /&gt;yo compongo el concierto&lt;br /&gt;de tu presente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada una de tus liras&lt;br /&gt;son nubes de algodón,&lt;br /&gt;eres todo cuanto suspira&lt;br /&gt;mi tremenda inspiración&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En tu glosa me sumerjo&lt;br /&gt;tatuando mis estrofas,&lt;br /&gt;dulcemente albergo&lt;br /&gt;y tanto tu te mofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y trepo despacito&lt;br /&gt;al son de tus suspiros,&lt;br /&gt;cruzando el infinito&lt;br /&gt;de mis respiros.&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;¿Como escribir la prosa?&lt;br /&gt;que haga arde tu pergamino,&lt;br /&gt;si mientras tu reposas&lt;br /&gt;solo quiero dormir contigo.&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;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;enerte en mis brazos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;n mundo de locura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;erderme en tu regazo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;nspirando mis versos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;scribo beso a beso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;a mas bella poesía de mi universo....&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;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AUTORA&lt;/span&gt;:©Lola Mejides...Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SfIjBtcOAvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/S-FSK4fU5mU/s72-c/amantes.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-5519337136191539376</id><published>2009-04-24T22:28:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T22:31:34.097+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema romantico'/><title type='text'>Heridas de amor.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SfIhF-9TPXI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Q47sLHbbj-4/s1600-h/estaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa1212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328357695815892338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SfIhF-9TPXI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Q47sLHbbj-4/s400/estaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa1212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Heridas de amor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La sangre que derramas&lt;br /&gt;en lágrimas de dolor.&lt;br /&gt;Es amiga una muestra&lt;br /&gt;de tu gran amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todas tus ilusiones&lt;br /&gt;quedaron en el pasado.&lt;br /&gt;Tú compones canciones&lt;br /&gt;con todo lo soñado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La señora tristeza&lt;br /&gt;se poso en tu mirada,&lt;br /&gt;y viste de pureza&lt;br /&gt;tu rostro de enamorada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La vida hace heridas&lt;br /&gt;que surgen del amor.&lt;br /&gt;Las tuyas están tejidas&lt;br /&gt;con lágrimas de pasión.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dibuja tu sonrisa&lt;br /&gt;aquella que siempre has lucido.&lt;br /&gt;No quiero verte sumisa&lt;br /&gt;por tu corazón herido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deja que la esperanza&lt;br /&gt;pinte tu vida de color.&lt;br /&gt;Y sanen con el tiempo&lt;br /&gt;tus heridas de amor.&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;Si un amor se va&lt;br /&gt;nunca lo detengas.&lt;br /&gt;Si te ama volverá&lt;br /&gt;y sino vuelve,&lt;br /&gt;quizás no te convenga.&lt;br /&gt;Deja la puerta abierta&lt;br /&gt;para que otro venga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-5519337136191539376?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/5519337136191539376/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=5519337136191539376' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-5656204073035188474</id><published>2009-04-24T22:08:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T22:20:59.288+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema varios'/><title type='text'>Lluvia de mi corazón.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SfIdvvydSsI/AAAAAAAAAJM/nxRA-RXwSXM/s1600-h/lluvia1gj1[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328354015251876546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SfIdvvydSsI/AAAAAAAAAJM/nxRA-RXwSXM/s400/lluvia1gj1%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Lluvia de mi corazón...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azotas los cristales de mi mente&lt;br /&gt;golpeando mí conciencia lentamente.&lt;br /&gt;Las gotas de tu manantial&lt;br /&gt;me hacen derrumbar,&lt;br /&gt;el silencio de mi soledad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y mojas mi mirada temerosa&lt;br /&gt;vertiendo mi velada de nostalgia.&lt;br /&gt;Mi alma se desnuda airosa&lt;br /&gt;y vuelo como una mariposa,&lt;br /&gt;cruzando el abismo de mis sueños.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Construyo esas torres de mi mente&lt;br /&gt;en letras que escapan de mis dedos.&lt;br /&gt;Y vivo el pasado y el presente&lt;br /&gt;soñando mi futuro con anhelo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quizás seas mi musa o mi ninfa&lt;br /&gt;la inspiración que proyecta,&lt;br /&gt;y mojes de melancolía la linfa&lt;br /&gt;que a mi sangre inyecta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si eres la ternura disfrazada&lt;br /&gt;la tristeza mojada del amor.&lt;br /&gt;Me dejas contemplarte extasiada&lt;br /&gt;y escapa dulcemente el dolor,&lt;br /&gt;como si fueras la lluvia&lt;br /&gt;de mi corazón...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-5656204073035188474?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/5656204073035188474/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=5656204073035188474' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-6330297734140081602</id><published>2009-02-13T00:33:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T00:47:52.787+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema romantico'/><title type='text'>EL AMOR.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SZSx3PiJRkI/AAAAAAAAAIs/6KFFvrKdzLI/s1600-h/x1pjzf2ryhxrxss5g2u1z2fwt0%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302058223942583874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 395px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SZSx3PiJRkI/AAAAAAAAAIs/6KFFvrKdzLI/s400/x1pjzf2ryhxrxss5g2u1z2fwt0%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;El amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;es pensarte a cada instante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;y soñarte aun despierta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Ser amante a conciencia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;con el alma tan abierta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;El amor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;es volar junto a tu lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;componiendo melodías.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Aferrarse a tu prado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;y sembrar en tu alegría. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;El amor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;es silencio tan hablado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;construyendo a peldaños.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Día a día la ilusión&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;a través de los años. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;El amor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;es el tacto de tu piel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;abrazando mí amanecer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Sujetando mi cordel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;haciéndome estremecer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;El amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;es la entrega en cuerpo y alma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;la razón del corazón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;La espera con toda calma, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;y la constancia de la ilusión.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span 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...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SZSx3PiJRkI/AAAAAAAAAIs/6KFFvrKdzLI/s72-c/x1pjzf2ryhxrxss5g2u1z2fwt0%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-8836714974631931053</id><published>2009-02-06T01:09:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T02:48:25.459+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema varios....destacado'/><title type='text'>DELIRIUM TREMENS....(nuevo reto.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SYuEiovdXfI/AAAAAAAAAIc/658F6K1lnSQ/s1600-h/el_susto%2523web%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299475117118414322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SYuEiovdXfI/AAAAAAAAAIc/658F6K1lnSQ/s400/el_susto%2523web%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Delirium tremens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya tiemblan mis manos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;y ando desorientado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Perdido y tan confundido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;escucho solo mis latidos.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquel que me mira,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;escucho risas y llantos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Si todo esto es mentira,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¿porque me estoy agitando?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me oprime casi me ahogo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¡Dios mío! ¿Estoy delirando?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mi boca solo verborrea, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;el miedo me va apoderando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se disfraza mi conciencia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¡Veo, oigo y siento!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pierdo la noción del tiempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;y escapa mi paciencia.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fluye todo mi sudor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;siento ya la elevación,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;que corretea con ardor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;por mi cuerpo angustiado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Las sombras de la pared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;esos pasos que me siguen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¡Ayudarme!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Necesito solo un trago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;aunque no sé lo que hago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.Mi delirio, ha llegado...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Autora: Lola Mejides...Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3667195231357502423-8836714974631931053?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/8836714974631931053/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=8836714974631931053' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/8836714974631931053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/8836714974631931053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2009/02/delirium-tremensnuevo-reto.html' title='DELIRIUM TREMENS....(nuevo reto.)'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail 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/&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;En tu jardín...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cubrí con pétalos&lt;br /&gt;la vereda de tu casa.&lt;br /&gt;Y sembré de rosas&lt;br /&gt;tus ventanales.&lt;br /&gt;Con la dulzura&lt;br /&gt;del vuelo de un ave.&lt;br /&gt;Acaricie esas rejas&lt;br /&gt;donde,&lt;br /&gt;crece la ilusión.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Con un manto de pasión.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y pinte tu fachada&lt;br /&gt;con los colores&lt;br /&gt;del arco iris.&lt;br /&gt;Bajo dos arbolitos&lt;br /&gt;que reposan,&lt;br /&gt;en tu morada.&lt;br /&gt;Escribí ese poema&lt;br /&gt;de enamorada.&lt;br /&gt;Y sentí la presencia&lt;br /&gt;de tus pies descalzos&lt;br /&gt;en la hierba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Con un manto de esencia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu sonrisa trepaba&lt;br /&gt;al tejado.&lt;br /&gt;Haciéndome volar&lt;br /&gt;a tu lado.&lt;br /&gt;Mientras todo olía a ti,&lt;br /&gt;tan intensamente.&lt;br /&gt;Dicen que la distancia&lt;br /&gt;es el olvido,&lt;br /&gt;pero yo te siento&lt;br /&gt;aquí conmigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Con un manto de mimos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esparcí en tu jardín&lt;br /&gt;todos mis sentimientos.&lt;br /&gt;Columpie al aire&lt;br /&gt;cada pensamiento,&lt;br /&gt;esperando el amanecer.&lt;br /&gt;Para mojar mis pies&lt;br /&gt;en las aguas de tu rio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Con un manto de escalofrios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cubriendo&lt;br /&gt;con un manto,&lt;br /&gt;de versos.&lt;br /&gt;Cada rincón&lt;br /&gt;de tu jardín.&lt;br /&gt;Donde siempre&lt;br /&gt;te esperare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Con un manto de amor...&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;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Esparcí en tu jardín un manto de amor....Con todo mi cariño.Tan solo para ti ..." &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/3667195231357502423-6098168994272487049?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/6098168994272487049/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=6098168994272487049' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/6098168994272487049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/6098168994272487049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2009/02/en-tu-jardin.html' title='En tu jardín.......'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SYt_DvGOmFI/AAAAAAAAAIU/jnMHVhFQmH0/s72-c/744908%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-4708176126425106470</id><published>2009-02-06T00:46:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T00:58:59.512+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poemas en dueto.'/><title type='text'>Ni pa ti,ni pa mi (dueto de milly y Lola.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SYt8t0YD7bI/AAAAAAAAAIM/5zOzE_dLHZQ/s1600-h/192365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299466513127042482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SYt8t0YD7bI/AAAAAAAAAIM/5zOzE_dLHZQ/s400/192365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ni p&lt;/a&gt; a ti,ni pa mi ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tenerlo es mi martirio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;la cruz de mi calvario,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;pues él es como un lirio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;clavado en una cruz de mayo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Si tenerlo es tu martirio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;déjalo quieto mi hermana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Que si no se lo digo a odilio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pá que te zurre la badana&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Este hombre es un peligro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;quieto no hay quien lo deje.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lo mejor es que lo enrejes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;mientras yo mi eje emigro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Bueno mientras usted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;su eje gire y emigre,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yo estoy a su merced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;y él sigue rugiendo cual tigre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ni pa ti ni pa mi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;será este galán hermoso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;pues al ser tan mentiroso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;la lengua se le caerá a trozos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ni pa ti ni pa mi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;dejemos el chachareo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;que esto es cachondeo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;y él no muere,ni por mi ni por ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dejemos el pitorreo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;de martirios y calvarios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Pues él es como un lirio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Clavado en una cruz de mayo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Autoras: ©Mirqueya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;yLola.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3667195231357502423-4708176126425106470?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=2779928156452129635' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/2779928156452129635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/2779928156452129635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2009/02/ni-pa-tini-pa-mi-dueto-de-milly-y-lola.html' title='Ni pa ti,ni pa mi (dueto de milly y Lola.'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-6990186537843469574</id><published>2009-01-02T18:36:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T18:58:58.211+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema varios....destacado'/><title type='text'>Poema destacado.(diciembre 2008.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SV5Spl9P1qI/AAAAAAAAAHo/7zRf5gv4WqI/s1600-h/Imagen3%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286753887096657570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SV5Spl9P1qI/AAAAAAAAAHo/7zRf5gv4WqI/s400/Imagen3%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tu inocencia caprichosa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te miro y me reflejo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;en el hueco de tus manos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Recuerdo que quedaron,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dormidos en mi pasado.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La bella sinfonía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; que transpira tu piel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;se vuelve fantasía,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;escrita en mi papel.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mientras tú sueñas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;en tu mundo inocente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Te crees de todo dueña&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;y vives tan ausente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princesa de mi vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;eres todo torbellino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Y vuelas tan perdida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sin pensar lo que opino.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La vida yo quisiera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;pintarte de rosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Para que no sufrieras, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;mi linda caprichosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si piensas que mi obsesión,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;es protegerte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;¿No crees corazón?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Que solo hago quererte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Y no dejar mi cielo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a tu inocencia caprichosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;la opción mi vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a perderte...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUTORA:Lola Mejides ....Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;(Con todo mi amor y cariño quiero dedicar estas letras a mi hija Nerea por sus trece y inocentes caprichosos años.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3667195231357502423-6990186537843469574?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SV5Spl9P1qI/AAAAAAAAAHo/7zRf5gv4WqI/s72-c/Imagen3%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-6357789179867603184</id><published>2008-11-24T01:51:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T02:00:54.815+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POEMA DESTACADO'/><title type='text'>Escápate conmigo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SSn8XahK3pI/AAAAAAAAAHg/HZFCZVciA9U/s1600-h/3614c1e42af990edf3a5f8fvo1%5B1%5D(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272022317999513234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SSn8XahK3pI/AAAAAAAAAHg/HZFCZVciA9U/s400/3614c1e42af990edf3a5f8fvo1%5B1%5D(1).jpg" 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;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Escápate conmigo&lt;br /&gt;mi amante amigo.&lt;br /&gt;Más allá del placer&lt;br /&gt;donde podamos desfallecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre suaves gemidos&lt;br /&gt;realicemos la fantasía.&lt;br /&gt;Bajo aquél puente perdido&lt;br /&gt;sea de noche o de día.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escapémonos unidos&lt;br /&gt;como niños traviesos.&lt;br /&gt;Recorriendo los pasillos&lt;br /&gt;de nuestro universo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elévame hasta la cima&lt;br /&gt;de tu valle encantado,&lt;br /&gt;Y deshace el ardor&lt;br /&gt;de mi fuego callado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destroza el vestido&lt;br /&gt;que tapa mi desnudez.&lt;br /&gt;Apasionadamente&lt;br /&gt;hasta enloquecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deléitate del suspiro&lt;br /&gt;que ahoga mi gruta.&lt;br /&gt;Calla y disfruta&lt;br /&gt;de mi árbol sus frutas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saborea plenamente&lt;br /&gt;mi exquisita lividez.&lt;br /&gt;Absorbe lentamente&lt;br /&gt;cada palmo de mi ser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perdidos en el sueño&lt;br /&gt;de toda fantasia.&lt;br /&gt;Tan sólo en segundos&lt;br /&gt;escapemos a nuestro mundo.&lt;br /&gt;Hasta quedar de amarnos&lt;br /&gt;los dos moribundos....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUTORA:Lola Mejides....Un Duende.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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href="http://img360.imageshack.us/my.php?image=atravpesdelaventanaca7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img360.imageshack.us/img360/2025/atravpesdelaventanaca7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Tras el cristal...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Desde mi ventana &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;el amor tiene color.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Y la fuerza de la ilusión.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;me envuelve con su pasión,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;tras el cristal de mi tesón.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Desde mi ventana &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;tus ojos son el cielo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Tu sonrisa de terciopelo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;y tus manos dos luceros,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;tras el cristal de mi desvelo.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desde mi ventana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; todo miro con amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; Y dibujo en el cristal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;un corazón,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;tras el cristal de mi temor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Poso mi barbilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;buscando tu rostro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Desde mi ventana &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;todo es tan hermoso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;tras el cristal de mi reposo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Partir quisiera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;el cristal a trozos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;.Dejar volar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; mi amor celoso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;tras el cristal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;tan angustioso.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contemplando el horizonte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; amor mío te imagino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Desde mi ventana &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;te siento aquí conmigo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;tras el cristal de mi destino...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Autora:©Lola Mejides....Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://g.imageshack.us/img360/atravpesdelaventanaca7.jpg/1/"&gt;&lt;/TRAS cristal... el a duende. Mejides....Un Autora:©Lola destino... mi de cristal tras conmigo, aquí siento te ventana Desde imagino. mío amor horizonte Contemplando angustioso. tan celoso, volar Dejar trozos. quisiera Partir reposo. hermoso, es todo rostro. tu buscando barbilla Poso temor. corazón, un en dibujo Y amor. con miro desvelo. luceros, dos manos tus y terciopelo sonrisa Tu cielo. son ojos tesón. pasión, su envuelve me ilusión. la fuerza color. tiene&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3667195231357502423-3315790399612449033?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3315790399612449033/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=3315790399612449033' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/3315790399612449033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/3315790399612449033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2008/11/tras-el-cristal.html' title='TRAS EL CRISTAL.....'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-2678394749776983373</id><published>2008-10-18T19:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T19:41:13.291+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema varios'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SPofA9ThAVI/AAAAAAAAAGE/mLUU675NF7Q/s1600-h/difuminadapa0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258549616225354066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SPofA9ThAVI/AAAAAAAAAGE/mLUU675NF7Q/s400/difuminadapa0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;    Ni siquiera...&lt;br /&gt; La vida me enseño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;que cuando entregas el corazón,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;una parte de tu alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;llora en silencio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Que arrastramos sentimientos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;atraves  del tiempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;En el fondo de nuestro ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;çada amanecer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt; pintamos de ilusión.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Cuantos sueños perdidos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;en las sabanas del olvido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;.Y vagamos con amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;lentamente y confundidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Mientras nuestra razón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;hace encajes en la mente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ni el pasado,ni el presente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ni siquiera el futuro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;atan ni desatan nuestros nudos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Cuando amas tanto y tanto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ni siquiera el dolor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;nos hace perdedor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;¿Quien gana más en el amor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;  ¡Seguro!.el que más dió...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora:©Lola Mejides....Un duende.&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-2678394749776983373?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2678394749776983373/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=2678394749776983373' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/2678394749776983373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/2678394749776983373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2008/10/ni-siquiera.html' title=''/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SPofA9ThAVI/AAAAAAAAAGE/mLUU675NF7Q/s72-c/difuminadapa0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-3892654229340495037</id><published>2008-09-28T01:06:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T01:11:32.811+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema varios'/><title type='text'>TRAS MI ESPEJO....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SN68oQtm9GI/AAAAAAAAAF0/w9cqF8_2EjQ/s1600-h/espejo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250841615427630178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SN68oQtm9GI/AAAAAAAAAF0/w9cqF8_2EjQ/s400/espejo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; Tras mi espejo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; Sentada luzco tras el espejo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; la fría armadura de hierro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;El éxtasis del silencio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;la exquisita soledad, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;deja el aire susurrar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;mis aposentos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Soy ama de madrugada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sumisa bajo las sabanas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; del pensamiento. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Emperatriz del viento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; que azota el lamento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; de mi alma y corazón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; Guerrera en batallas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;de sentimientos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Y duenda imaginaria &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;en el firmamento. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Apoteósica de mis sueños&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; en la senda del amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; Enigmaticas las lagrimas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;que caen sin pudor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Tan sensible y aromática &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;como una flor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; Fantasiosa de la vida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;y cubierta de ilusión. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hechicera de la magia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; del corazón....... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;    .Un duende.&lt;/span&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/3667195231357502423-3892654229340495037?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3892654229340495037/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=3892654229340495037' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/3892654229340495037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/3892654229340495037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2008/09/tras-mi-espejo.html' title='TRAS MI ESPEJO....'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SN68oQtm9GI/AAAAAAAAAF0/w9cqF8_2EjQ/s72-c/espejo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-3914018546119818003</id><published>2008-09-02T03:07:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T05:19:05.968+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poema tema varios'/><title type='text'>Agarrate fuerte.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SLyR4MT_lUI/AAAAAAAAAE8/lmmi9bpFg18/s1600-h/vegetarianosinteligentenw8%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241224460916200770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SLyR4MT_lUI/AAAAAAAAAE8/lmmi9bpFg18/s400/vegetarianosinteligentenw8%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Agárrate fuerte....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como un torbellino&lt;br /&gt;de travesura,&lt;br /&gt;alzas tus manos.&lt;br /&gt;Eres el guerrero&lt;br /&gt;de tu cuento encantado.&lt;br /&gt;Toda fantasía inunda tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;por eso mi niño,&lt;br /&gt;no prestas atención.&lt;br /&gt;No existen barreras&lt;br /&gt;que te hagan pensar,&lt;br /&gt;que tus movimientos&lt;br /&gt;no puedes frenar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y corres que vuela&lt;br /&gt;queriendo alcanzar,&lt;br /&gt;todas las estrellas&lt;br /&gt;de tu madruga.&lt;br /&gt;Tremendo el camino&lt;br /&gt;luchas con fuerza,&lt;br /&gt;y la disciplina&lt;br /&gt;sobre la mesa.&lt;br /&gt;Tus ojos tan vivarechos&lt;br /&gt;parecen que miran al techo.&lt;br /&gt;El gran ímpetu&lt;br /&gt;que brota de todo tu ser,&lt;br /&gt;es como un huracán&lt;br /&gt;que quiere crecer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cubrirte de amor&lt;br /&gt;es bella tarea,&lt;br /&gt;pues en tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;crece la paciencia.&lt;br /&gt;Agárrate fuerte&lt;br /&gt;a toda mi alma,&lt;br /&gt;juntos haremos frente&lt;br /&gt;a esta batalla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La hiperactividad&lt;br /&gt;será coser y cantar,&lt;br /&gt;con la ternura y complicidad.&lt;br /&gt;Tan solo eres un niño&lt;br /&gt;como los demás,&lt;br /&gt;y quien no te comprenda&lt;br /&gt;que otorge callar.&lt;br /&gt;Tan solo los ángeles&lt;br /&gt;pueden volar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No tengas miedo&lt;br /&gt;solo nunca estaras.&lt;br /&gt;Agárrate fuerte&lt;br /&gt;y comprenderás&lt;br /&gt;Que juntos podemos&lt;br /&gt;el cielo tocar.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: Lola Mejides...Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Con todo mi amor,cariño y comprensíon para todos esos niños que padecen sindrome de hiperactividad o(TDHA.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-3914018546119818003?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3914018546119818003/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=3914018546119818003' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/3914018546119818003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/3914018546119818003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2008/09/ardiendo_02.html' title='Agarrate fuerte.....'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SLyR4MT_lUI/AAAAAAAAAE8/lmmi9bpFg18/s72-c/vegetarianosinteligentenw8%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-6235724085399690776</id><published>2008-09-02T02:14:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T02:51:11.484+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sensual'/><title type='text'>Ardiendo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SLyJpBzo2fI/AAAAAAAAAEs/7qTm6ISZ_FE/s1600-h/hombre-mujer-amor.swf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241215404305078770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SLyJpBzo2fI/AAAAAAAAAEs/7qTm6ISZ_FE/s400/hombre-mujer-amor.swf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ardiendo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como lava de un volcán&lt;br /&gt;voy bajando por tu cuerpo.&lt;br /&gt;Y quemando el horizonte&lt;br /&gt;de tus besos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como leña en la hoguera&lt;br /&gt;prendo llamas de pasión.&lt;br /&gt;Voy quemando las praderas&lt;br /&gt;de tu corazón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abrazo con mi ternura loca,&lt;br /&gt;cada espacio de tu piel.&lt;br /&gt;Todo cuanto mi mano toca&lt;br /&gt;se vuelve miel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con el fuego de mi alma&lt;br /&gt;voy arrasando tus sentidos.&lt;br /&gt;Mientras el tuyo calma,&lt;br /&gt;en sus llamas mis gemidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ardiendo entrego mi amor,&lt;br /&gt;entre tu fuego y el mío.&lt;br /&gt;Perdiendo todo el pudor,&lt;br /&gt;tan solo te siento mío.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola mejides............Un duende. &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/3667195231357502423-6235724085399690776?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/6235724085399690776/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=6235724085399690776' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/6235724085399690776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/6235724085399690776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2008/09/ardiendo.html' title='Ardiendo...'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SLyJpBzo2fI/AAAAAAAAAEs/7qTm6ISZ_FE/s72-c/hombre-mujer-amor.swf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-7329990036098911833</id><published>2008-08-01T01:52:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T01:56:30.835+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas varios'/><title type='text'>Sonrisa de amor..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://byfiles.storage.live.com/y1pZPlN0Y1dJ9hCuwl7Od9wpTOOgOJLzkcUfAIsJlXKZP5mBRqaQaG3VIfpFNY9jNaeXhjX4JvW5Cs"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://byfiles.storage.live.com/y1pZPlN0Y1dJ9hCuwl7Od9wpTOOgOJLzkcUfAIsJlXKZP5mBRqaQaG3VIfpFNY9jNaeXhjX4JvW5Cs" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sonrisa de amor......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Alegría y amor&lt;br /&gt;desprenden tu mirada,&lt;br /&gt;y tu corazón.&lt;br /&gt;La suave sonrisa&lt;br /&gt;que brota de tus labios.&lt;br /&gt;es como la brisa&lt;br /&gt;que llega despacio.&lt;br /&gt;Te miro pensando,&lt;br /&gt;que el cielo&lt;br /&gt;esta en tus ojos,&lt;br /&gt;me abrazas gritando&lt;br /&gt;a tu antojo.&lt;br /&gt;Quizás tu mente&lt;br /&gt;navegue despacio,&lt;br /&gt;pero en el presente&lt;br /&gt;eres todo un espacio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre mis manos&lt;br /&gt;posan las tuyas,&lt;br /&gt;como explicarte&lt;br /&gt;que mi vida es tuya,&lt;br /&gt;y entro en tus sueños,&lt;br /&gt;para realizarlos.&lt;br /&gt;Pareces que miras&lt;br /&gt;y pasas de largo,&lt;br /&gt;más tus mejillas&lt;br /&gt;me dejan ternura,&lt;br /&gt;quisiera bajarte&lt;br /&gt;un día la luna.&lt;br /&gt;Poquito a poco&lt;br /&gt;subes los peldaños,&lt;br /&gt;que la vida&lt;br /&gt;te va dejando.&lt;br /&gt;Tienes la dulzura&lt;br /&gt;prendida en tus labios,&lt;br /&gt;y eres alegría&lt;br /&gt;cubierta de amor.&lt;br /&gt;Tremendos valores,&lt;br /&gt;desprende tu corazón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surgen tus virtudes&lt;br /&gt;con toda tu constancia,&lt;br /&gt;y entre tus brazos&lt;br /&gt;soy toda alabanza.&lt;br /&gt;Tienes todo el derecho&lt;br /&gt;a vivir con dignidad,&lt;br /&gt;tu sonrisa es todo un verso&lt;br /&gt;cubriendo de felicidad,&lt;br /&gt;todo nuestro universo........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides...Un duende.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; (Con todo mi cariño,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; para todos esas dulces personas con Síndrome de Down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Lola......Un duende de amor.)&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-7329990036098911833?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/7329990036098911833/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=7329990036098911833' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/7329990036098911833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/7329990036098911833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2008/08/sonrisa-de-amor.html' title='Sonrisa de amor..'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-8305942335756670704</id><published>2008-06-25T03:22:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T03:34:58.168+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poema sensual'/><title type='text'>DESEO UNA NOCHE LOCA...(Englosandome.)glosas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SGGfbzgiEqI/AAAAAAAAAEk/E0nSswHnCVs/s1600-h/A_mujer_desnuda_desespero_por_ti_solo_pot_ti_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215625143503688354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SGGfbzgiEqI/AAAAAAAAAEk/E0nSswHnCVs/s320/A_mujer_desnuda_desespero_por_ti_solo_pot_ti_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Deseo una noche loca,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;perdida por tu pasillo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Es tanto que me provoca,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;los pelos de tu flequillo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Deseo una noche loca...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poeta y muy soñadora&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;parezco toda barroca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Pensándote emprendedora,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;deseo una noche loca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con los vellos de tu pecho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;hare encaje de bolillo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Me derretiré en tu lecho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;perdida por tu pasillo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galopar sobre tu lomo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;como yegua que disloca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Imaginar que te como&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;es tanto que me provoca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extasiar con tus manjares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;y degustar tu morrillo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Siempre son tan ejemplares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;los pelos de tu flequillo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides...Un duende. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3667195231357502423-8305942335756670704?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/8305942335756670704/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=8305942335756670704' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/8305942335756670704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/8305942335756670704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2008/06/deseo-una-noche-locaenglosandomeglosas.html' title='DESEO UNA NOCHE LOCA...(Englosandome.)glosas.'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SGGfbzgiEqI/AAAAAAAAAEk/E0nSswHnCVs/s72-c/A_mujer_desnuda_desespero_por_ti_solo_pot_ti_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-2944915401175690441</id><published>2008-06-18T00:38:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T00:42:03.808+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas románticos'/><title type='text'>Cuanto me duele....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SFg9iNHgtjI/AAAAAAAAAEc/dxHQ2gIsqsE/s1600-h/me+duele.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212984226527360562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SFg9iNHgtjI/AAAAAAAAAEc/dxHQ2gIsqsE/s320/me+duele.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Amarte es mi evangelio&lt;br /&gt;toda mi devoción.&lt;br /&gt;Perderte es el sepelio&lt;br /&gt;de mi corazón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Amor cuanto me duele!&lt;br /&gt;me quema en las entrañas.&lt;br /&gt;Te pido me encarceles.&lt;br /&gt;¿Acaso no me extrañas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si sabes que me muero&lt;br /&gt;eres la fuerza de mi alma.&lt;br /&gt;Mi vida yo te ruego,&lt;br /&gt;motiva toda mi calma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El credo de tu amor&lt;br /&gt;me consolara la espera.&lt;br /&gt;Esperare como flor,&lt;br /&gt;cada primavera.&lt;br /&gt;Y sufriré con dolor&lt;br /&gt;porque no estés a mi vera......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUTORA. Lola Mejides...Un duende.&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-2944915401175690441?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2944915401175690441/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=2944915401175690441' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/2944915401175690441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/2944915401175690441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2008/06/cuanto-me-duele.html' title='Cuanto me duele....'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SFg9iNHgtjI/AAAAAAAAAEc/dxHQ2gIsqsE/s72-c/me+duele.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-2021470826985470509</id><published>2008-06-17T22:56:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T00:24:32.221+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas románticos'/><title type='text'>Marioneta de tu amor..........(redondillas.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SFgtTxnSQNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/fs4AKHC9TdY/s1600-h/y1pkYRlJS7MclE765SclWcDaEmUoCrCv70b_FKXuT3g6rKVMsTNID-CahWs9jjEJ3A45JR4PcISKs0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212966386440224978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SFgtTxnSQNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/fs4AKHC9TdY/s320/y1pkYRlJS7MclE765SclWcDaEmUoCrCv70b_FKXuT3g6rKVMsTNID-CahWs9jjEJ3A45JR4PcISKs0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Marioneta de tu amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me abrazas como muñeca&lt;br /&gt;de trapo soy en tus brazos.&lt;br /&gt;En todos tus ramalazos&lt;br /&gt;domino de ti tu mueca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errores de tus fracasos&lt;br /&gt;tú me hechas sobre mi meta.&lt;br /&gt;Al borde de tu cometa&lt;br /&gt;y con tus sueños escasos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilusiones se durmieron&lt;br /&gt;en nubes de indiferencias.&lt;br /&gt;Dejando tantas presencias&lt;br /&gt;amor mío, que ya se fueron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo soy la marioneta&lt;br /&gt;de todo mi amor sublime.&lt;br /&gt;Como mi alma se comprime&lt;br /&gt;ya callada y tan discreta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me elevas en un instante&lt;br /&gt;para luego ya dejarme.&lt;br /&gt;En las llamas y quemarme&lt;br /&gt;y sentirte tan triunfante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre trapos de calor&lt;br /&gt;compongo mi corazón.&lt;br /&gt;Sin duda soy con tesón&lt;br /&gt;marioneta de tu amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola Mejides................Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SFgtTxnSQNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/fs4AKHC9TdY/s72-c/y1pkYRlJS7MclE765SclWcDaEmUoCrCv70b_FKXuT3g6rKVMsTNID-CahWs9jjEJ3A45JR4PcISKs0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-2286238059260823713</id><published>2008-06-13T21:43:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T00:27:24.763+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poema sensual'/><title type='text'>Átame a tu piel......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SFLSPjykxGI/AAAAAAAAAEM/bw_VHO7STXU/s1600-h/AtamÃ©.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211458883568321634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SFLSPjykxGI/AAAAAAAAAEM/bw_VHO7STXU/s320/Atam%C3%A9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Átame a tu piel&lt;br /&gt;que quiero sentir,&lt;br /&gt;flores en mi jardín.&lt;br /&gt;Quisiera mi amor&lt;br /&gt;fundir toda piel,&lt;br /&gt;que luce tu cuerpo.&lt;br /&gt;Como mar adentro&lt;br /&gt;de los sentimientos.&lt;br /&gt;Entres los suspiros&lt;br /&gt;y los movimientos.&lt;br /&gt;Átame a tus labios&lt;br /&gt;esos tan sabrosos.&lt;br /&gt;Déjame que muerda&lt;br /&gt;esa comisura.&lt;br /&gt;Y sentirme loca&lt;br /&gt;entre la espesura.&lt;br /&gt;De ese fuego intenso&lt;br /&gt;de tu piel y tu alma.&lt;br /&gt;Átame a ese mundo&lt;br /&gt;de nuestros gemidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fúndete amor&lt;br /&gt;conmigo en la pasión,&lt;br /&gt;de nuestros sentidos.&lt;br /&gt;Álzame a los vientos&lt;br /&gt;de los sentimientos,&lt;br /&gt;que están escondidos.&lt;br /&gt;Entre los te quiero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siempre gritare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡cuanto te amo!&lt;br /&gt;Amor mío todo tu ser&lt;br /&gt;átame a tu piel.......&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;Autora ;Lola Mejides ......Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/3667195231357502423-2286238059260823713?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SFLSPjykxGI/AAAAAAAAAEM/bw_VHO7STXU/s72-c/Atam%C3%A9.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-2568761546559697743</id><published>2008-06-12T03:59:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T00:26:13.404+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poema sensual'/><title type='text'>Mójame...(versos octosilabos.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SFCEaIVtYkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JkSejISvBRU/s1600-h/46223427dn3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210810353317667394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SFCEaIVtYkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JkSejISvBRU/s320/46223427dn3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mójame amor lentamente&lt;br /&gt;que me invada la corriente,&lt;br /&gt;con el sudor de tu frente.&lt;br /&gt;Entre mis senos dormidos....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mójame ante tu mirada&lt;br /&gt;más allá de nuestra nada,&lt;br /&gt;donde nadie lo imagina.&lt;br /&gt;Mójame toda mi calma....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mójame poquito a poco&lt;br /&gt;para sentir como me amas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;y me quemes en tus llamas.&lt;br /&gt;Tan ardientes de deseos....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Entre tu aliento vencido&lt;br /&gt;surcando toda mi piel,&lt;br /&gt;tus labios de dulce miel.&lt;br /&gt;Poco a poco solo mójame....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mójame muy tiernamente&lt;br /&gt;tras la puerta del deseo&lt;br /&gt;en la estancia de tu cuerpo.&lt;br /&gt;Apozado sobre el mío......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Cuando se ahoga el silencio&lt;br /&gt;en mis labios turbulentos,&lt;br /&gt;por tu cuerpo ya esparcidos.&lt;br /&gt;Mójame con tus abrazos.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Déjame estar en regazo&lt;br /&gt;con tu horizonte perdido,&lt;br /&gt;mojarme con tus sentidos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Estallar con mi razón&lt;br /&gt;en tus suspiros callados,&lt;br /&gt;me quedo siempre a tu lado....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lola Mejides.................Un Duende&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-2568761546559697743?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2568761546559697743/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=2568761546559697743' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/2568761546559697743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/2568761546559697743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2008/06/mjameversos-octosilabos.html' title='Mójame...(versos octosilabos.)'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SFCEaIVtYkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/JkSejISvBRU/s72-c/46223427dn3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-4232469385803020179</id><published>2008-06-11T22:48:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T22:49:36.762+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poema sensual'/><title type='text'>Soñe..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img245.imageshack.us/img245/5517/20070420121301mujer20degc2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img245.imageshack.us/img245/5517/20070420121301mujer20degc2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soñé...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Soñé que tu templo,&lt;br /&gt;tan deslumbrante.&lt;br /&gt;Esculpía en mi arcilla&lt;br /&gt;tan delirante.&lt;br /&gt;Fogosas tus alas,&lt;br /&gt;llegan a mi orilla.&lt;br /&gt;Tú el escultor&lt;br /&gt;que todo encasilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prendiendo ejemplo&lt;br /&gt;siempre adelante.&lt;br /&gt;Penetras la escotilla,&lt;br /&gt;tan triunfante.&lt;br /&gt;En el torno me acorralas.&lt;br /&gt;Y salto como astilla,&lt;br /&gt;Con todo tu candor.&lt;br /&gt;Yo ando de cuclillas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan solo contemplo&lt;br /&gt;tan escalofriante.&lt;br /&gt;La fría buhardilla,&lt;br /&gt;tan estimulante.&lt;br /&gt;Enciendes bengalas.&lt;br /&gt;Gemido que trilla,&lt;br /&gt;pasión y calor.&lt;br /&gt;Prendes la cerilla&lt;br /&gt;de la hoguera de amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola mejides...............un duende.&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/3667195231357502423-4232469385803020179?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/4232469385803020179/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=4232469385803020179' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/4232469385803020179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/4232469385803020179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2008/06/soe.html' title='Soñe..'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-2320530275134688546</id><published>2008-06-10T01:07:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T00:00:30.200+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas varios'/><title type='text'>Toro bravo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quiron.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/toro9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://quiron.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/toro9.jpg" 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;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Toro bravo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toro bravo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;sangre pura,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;que penetras en la espesura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;De olivares y llanuras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toro bravo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;negra sombra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;del campo a la plaza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ya te llevan&lt;br /&gt;toro bravo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;hacia la muerte oscura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Toro bravo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;negra sombra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;En la plaza&lt;br /&gt;Ya amenaza la avalancha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;de gritos y pitidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sobre la arena erguido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ya camina tu enemigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Torero de oro fino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hacia un lado rabo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;y hacia otro oreja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;levante el capote&lt;br /&gt;triunfante y aclamado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Y del que fue toro bravo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;solo queda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Negra sombra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;y sangre pura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora:Lola Mejides...........Un duende.&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/3667195231357502423-2320530275134688546?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2320530275134688546/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=2320530275134688546' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/2320530275134688546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://img263.imageshack.us/img263/1151/bocaux5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img263.imageshack.us/img263/1151/bocaux5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La miel de tu boca..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;La miel de tu boca&lt;br /&gt;Quisiera beber.&lt;br /&gt;Pues cuando te miro&lt;br /&gt;Me muero de sed.&lt;br /&gt;El borde de tus labios&lt;br /&gt;Me hace enloquecer.&lt;br /&gt;Golpeando los míos&lt;br /&gt;Perdidos en el placer.&lt;br /&gt;De los tuyos infinitos.&lt;br /&gt;Mordiendo la locura&lt;br /&gt;De un beso apasionado.&lt;br /&gt;Dos alientos desbocados&lt;br /&gt;A través del universo.&lt;br /&gt;Tu boca mi secreto&lt;br /&gt;El enigma de mi deseo.&lt;br /&gt;La cumbre de mi anhelo.&lt;br /&gt;En tus labios todo un mundo&lt;br /&gt;Que traspaso con frenesí.&lt;br /&gt;No hay balanza que equilibre&lt;br /&gt;El sentimiento&lt;br /&gt;Cuando estas cerca de mí.&lt;br /&gt;La miel de tu boca&lt;br /&gt;Tan dulce y placentera.&lt;br /&gt;Me hace subir&lt;br /&gt;Hasta las estrellas.&lt;br /&gt;Batalla de nuestras lenguas.&lt;br /&gt;Perdidas en ese horizonte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del deseo callado.&lt;br /&gt;No hay lugar ni tiempo&lt;br /&gt;Para soñar.&lt;br /&gt;La miel de tu boca&lt;br /&gt;Quisiera beber&lt;br /&gt;Pues cuando te miro&lt;br /&gt;Me muero de sed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola Mejides. Un duende&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/3667195231357502423-3629910398999732500?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3629910398999732500/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=3629910398999732500' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/3629910398999732500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/3629910398999732500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2008/06/la-miel-de-tu-boca.html' title='La miel de tu boca..'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-4518326061191148027</id><published>2008-06-04T23:33:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T23:34:47.781+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas amistad'/><title type='text'>En mi alma..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SEcKPWnqP3I/AAAAAAAAADs/tAuDqN5yStE/s1600-h/aimara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208142752963510130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SEcKPWnqP3I/AAAAAAAAADs/tAuDqN5yStE/s320/aimara.jpg" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En mi alma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como un velero&lt;br /&gt;En alta mar&lt;br /&gt;Navega en mi alma tu amistad.&lt;br /&gt;Donde los sueños se mecen,&lt;br /&gt;La realidad crece.&lt;br /&gt;Tú siempre has estado conmigo.&lt;br /&gt;Sólo la ternura&lt;br /&gt;De tu consuelo,&lt;br /&gt;Me hizo sentir&lt;br /&gt;Que un ángel&lt;br /&gt;Bajó del cielo&lt;br /&gt;Junto a mí.&lt;br /&gt;Tan leal tu constancia&lt;br /&gt;En mi vida balanza&lt;br /&gt;Para mis lágrimas.&lt;br /&gt;Donde mi horizonte gritaba&lt;br /&gt;Cubierto de desesperación,&lt;br /&gt;Tu sonrisa amiga&lt;br /&gt;Componía una canción.&lt;br /&gt;Peldaños de acero&lt;br /&gt;Bajo mis pies,&lt;br /&gt;Y tú con tu cariño&lt;br /&gt;Me ayudaste a no caer.&lt;br /&gt;Toda la fuerza&lt;br /&gt;Que me diste&lt;br /&gt;Sobre tus manos me sujeté.&lt;br /&gt;Y no hay en el mundo&lt;br /&gt;Nada para agradecer&lt;br /&gt;Tu gran apoyo&lt;br /&gt;Y tu templanza&lt;br /&gt;En cada ánimo de tus palabras.&lt;br /&gt;Entre el mundo&lt;br /&gt;Y tus manos&lt;br /&gt;Yo he construido&lt;br /&gt;Un castillo.&lt;br /&gt;Que los ángeles del cielo&lt;br /&gt;Estén siempre contigo&lt;br /&gt;Deseándote toda la felicidad.&lt;br /&gt;Por ser tan humana&lt;br /&gt;Y una amiga de verdad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De tu amiga Lola mejides……..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un duende&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3667195231357502423-4518326061191148027?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/4518326061191148027/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=4518326061191148027' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/4518326061191148027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/4518326061191148027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2008/06/en-mi-alma.html' title='En mi alma..'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SEcKPWnqP3I/AAAAAAAAADs/tAuDqN5yStE/s72-c/aimara.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-2545704098371747750</id><published>2008-06-04T23:19:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T23:22:54.583+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas románticos'/><title type='text'>Tan mujer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SEcHCnA-X6I/AAAAAAAAADk/ZfunhjDk4H8/s1600-h/y1pfhs3yuwc4pr2ykp8fpx3mm0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208139235491471266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SEcHCnA-X6I/AAAAAAAAADk/ZfunhjDk4H8/s320/y1pfhs3yuwc4pr2ykp8fpx3mm0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan mujer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;En el tacto de mi piel&lt;br /&gt;Suavemente con recelo,&lt;br /&gt;como suave terciopelo.&lt;br /&gt;Pegajoso como miel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La caricia tan infiel&lt;br /&gt;tanto te hace enloquecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor cada amanecer.&lt;br /&gt;Somos hojas de papel,&lt;br /&gt;yo la rosa tu clavel.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando me haces florecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu mi pequeño doncel.&lt;br /&gt;Con tu boca caramelo,&lt;br /&gt;tú me subes hasta el cielo.&lt;br /&gt;Sujetando mi cordel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vueltas en tu carrusel&lt;br /&gt;hasta dejarme perder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tú me haces estremecer.&lt;br /&gt;La dulzura es tu pincel,&lt;br /&gt;con tus besos a granel.&lt;br /&gt;Yo me siento tan mujer.....&lt;br /&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;Autora: ©Lola Mejides.Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-2545704098371747750?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2545704098371747750/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=2545704098371747750' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/2545704098371747750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/2545704098371747750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2008/06/tan-mujer.html' title='Tan mujer...'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SEcHCnA-X6I/AAAAAAAAADk/ZfunhjDk4H8/s72-c/y1pfhs3yuwc4pr2ykp8fpx3mm0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-3068386671749167338</id><published>2008-05-31T19:33:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T19:45:18.529+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas varios'/><title type='text'>Recuerdos..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SEGOfQXk2GI/AAAAAAAAADc/meYs5waY_YM/s1600-h/336921xfu43ksiui.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SEGOfQXk2GI/AAAAAAAAADc/meYs5waY_YM/s320/336921xfu43ksiui.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206599311837943906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Recuerdos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aun recuerdo aquellos años&lt;br /&gt;de puntilla revoloteando,&lt;br /&gt;por tus sueños danzarines.&lt;br /&gt;Tus muñecas de ilusiones,&lt;br /&gt;tus besitos y achuchones,&lt;br /&gt;y aquellos tirabuzones,&lt;br /&gt;que caían por tu frente.&lt;br /&gt;Pero un día desperté.&lt;br /&gt;y mi muñeca de terciopelo.&lt;br /&gt;Se convirtió en mujer.&lt;br /&gt;y toda vestida de blanco&lt;br /&gt;de mi te ibas alejando,&lt;br /&gt;por la senda del querer.&lt;br /&gt;Colgaste tus zapatillas.&lt;br /&gt;Y tus sueños de muñeca danzarina.&lt;br /&gt;de chiquilla a mujer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi muñeca de terciopelo&lt;br /&gt;que volaba y giraba.&lt;br /&gt;Igual que un remolino.&lt;br /&gt;tomaste otro camino&lt;br /&gt;que te hizo feliz también.&lt;br /&gt;Tantas cosas compartidas&lt;br /&gt;aun recuerdo esas danzas.&lt;br /&gt;Que te hacían alabanzas&lt;br /&gt;y ese aire tan zalamero,&lt;br /&gt;que inundabas el escenario entero.&lt;br /&gt;Pero quiero decirte hermana&lt;br /&gt;que aunque me sientas a veces lejana.&lt;br /&gt;Siempre estoy a tu lado.&lt;br /&gt;queriéndote y apoyándote&lt;br /&gt;Como siempre estuvé&lt;br /&gt;Y sigo estando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola mejides……..Un duende&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-3068386671749167338?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3068386671749167338/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=3068386671749167338' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/3068386671749167338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/3068386671749167338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2008/05/recuerdos.html' title='Recuerdos..'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SEGOfQXk2GI/AAAAAAAAADc/meYs5waY_YM/s72-c/336921xfu43ksiui.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-2948298355705364575</id><published>2008-05-31T19:29:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T19:32:31.989+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas varios'/><title type='text'>Tu verdugo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SEGLYgXk2FI/AAAAAAAAADU/SW91rSf0i_0/s1600-h/Because_I_love_you_by_H_ybrid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206595897338943570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SEGLYgXk2FI/AAAAAAAAADU/SW91rSf0i_0/s320/Because_I_love_you_by_H_ybrid.jpg" 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;Tu verdugo&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya golpea la noche&lt;br /&gt;el seco cristal.&lt;br /&gt;Se tibian tus ojos&lt;br /&gt;tan solo al mirar.&lt;br /&gt;Sentada en tu miedo&lt;br /&gt;le sientes llegar.&lt;br /&gt;Pisadas del lobo,&lt;br /&gt;en la oscuridad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suena ese chasquido&lt;br /&gt;de la cerradura.&lt;br /&gt;Te aumenta la pena,&lt;br /&gt;también tantas dudas.&lt;br /&gt;Si llega el guerrero,&lt;br /&gt;con esa armadura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se enciende el bombillo&lt;br /&gt;y aquel pajarillo,&lt;br /&gt;de tiempos pasados.&lt;br /&gt;Ahora es un lobo.&lt;br /&gt;tan cruel y malvado.&lt;br /&gt;Cruza su mirada,&lt;br /&gt;ya desorientado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La tuya ya escondes,&lt;br /&gt;con mucho temor.&lt;br /&gt;Crujen las paredes&lt;br /&gt;de tu corazón.&lt;br /&gt;Aun tú no has hablado&lt;br /&gt;y estalla en tu rostro.&lt;br /&gt;Rompe toda tu alma,&lt;br /&gt;en miles de trozos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cruel y frió verdugo.&lt;br /&gt;es de tu persona.&lt;br /&gt;Olor a alcohol,&lt;br /&gt;la baba le asoma.&lt;br /&gt;Los golpes y llantos,&lt;br /&gt;te va utilizando.&lt;br /&gt;Y tú en esa nada,&lt;br /&gt;de tanto fracaso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demonios ni Ángeles&lt;br /&gt;vengan a buscarte.&lt;br /&gt;Pues te sientes muerta&lt;br /&gt;y tan delirante.&lt;br /&gt;Tus uñas asoman,&lt;br /&gt;queriendo clavarle.&lt;br /&gt;Mientras te posee,&lt;br /&gt;ya todo triunfante.&lt;br /&gt;Porque tú ni ves,&lt;br /&gt;dos palmos delante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya tan extasiada&lt;br /&gt;ya nada te importa,&lt;br /&gt;No miran tus ojos.&lt;br /&gt;tú eres la muñeca&lt;br /&gt;de tantos antojos.&lt;br /&gt;Y éll es el verdugo&lt;br /&gt;de tu corazón.&lt;br /&gt;Tu boca esta muda,&lt;br /&gt;y ya sin oración.&lt;br /&gt;Porque tú ya no crees,&lt;br /&gt;ni siquiera en ¡Dios!......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. Lola Mejides……Un Duende,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3667195231357502423-2948298355705364575?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2948298355705364575/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=2948298355705364575' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/2948298355705364575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/2948298355705364575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2008/05/tu-verdugo.html' title='Tu verdugo..'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SEGLYgXk2FI/AAAAAAAAADU/SW91rSf0i_0/s72-c/Because_I_love_you_by_H_ybrid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-8840801774776410335</id><published>2008-05-29T00:12:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T00:15:10.037+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas varios'/><title type='text'>Tu lágrima</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img258.imageshack.us/img258/8666/20070927110012lagrimademg5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img258.imageshack.us/img258/8666/20070927110012lagrimademg5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu lágrima me envuelve&lt;br /&gt;tan intensamente.&lt;br /&gt;recorre tu mejilla&lt;br /&gt;hasta mojar tu boca.&lt;br /&gt;Tu lágrima&lt;br /&gt;me vuelve loca.&lt;br /&gt;Si lloras solo de amor&lt;br /&gt;y calla tu corazón.&lt;br /&gt;Deja que griten tus labios&lt;br /&gt;cuales muerden los míos&lt;br /&gt;tan intensamente amor mío.&lt;br /&gt;Mientras tus ojos&lt;br /&gt;Húmedos de melancolía&lt;br /&gt;tan dulces &lt;br /&gt;Me abruman los sentidos.&lt;br /&gt;Si sabes amor mío&lt;br /&gt;que solo quiero estar contigo.&lt;br /&gt;Tu lágrima desolada&lt;br /&gt;mojando mi cara.&lt;br /&gt;y calla tu corazón.&lt;br /&gt;Donde se sienta &lt;br /&gt;el silencio&lt;br /&gt;se adormece la distancia&lt;br /&gt;y el vacio de tu presencia.&lt;br /&gt;Tu lágrima &lt;br /&gt;me revienta&lt;br /&gt;y me hace suspirar.&lt;br /&gt;Por este amor &lt;br /&gt;tan grande&lt;br /&gt;y de verdad.&lt;br /&gt;Tu lágrima&lt;br /&gt;me hace soñar&lt;br /&gt;Si sabes amor &lt;br /&gt;que solo contigo&lt;br /&gt;quiero estar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lola mejides.un duende&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3667195231357502423-8840801774776410335?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/8840801774776410335/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=8840801774776410335' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/8840801774776410335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/8840801774776410335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2008/05/tu-lgrima.html' title='Tu lágrima'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-7657175569991398357</id><published>2008-05-23T02:19:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T02:21:57.729+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas varios'/><title type='text'>Donde estés.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img510.imageshack.us/img510/9397/autismo3gi5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img510.imageshack.us/img510/9397/autismo3gi5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;¿Donde se esconde tu mirada?&lt;br /&gt;Perdida frente a la mía.&lt;br /&gt;¿Donde mira tu sonrisa?&lt;br /&gt;Y ese brillo de tu cara&lt;br /&gt;Como iluminada.&lt;br /&gt;¿Donde se sienta tu mente?&lt;br /&gt;A esperar paciente.&lt;br /&gt;Como buscar tu horizonte&lt;br /&gt;Y acunarte con dulzura,&lt;br /&gt;Para que no te sientas perdida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Donde se agarran tus manos?&lt;br /&gt;Y brillan tus ilusiones.&lt;br /&gt;Yo no encuentro tus sueños&lt;br /&gt;Ni  en el aire, ni en el tiempo.&lt;br /&gt;Quiero gritar muy fuerte&lt;br /&gt;Y entrar en tu guarida.&lt;br /&gt;Donde escondes tu vida,&lt;br /&gt;Con tu mirada perdida.&lt;br /&gt;Andes por donde andes.&lt;br /&gt;¿Que ángel ilumino tu cara?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que estrella se quedó tu sonrisa,&lt;br /&gt;Que te dejó como perdida en la nada.&lt;br /&gt;Donde quieras que estés.&lt;br /&gt;Dios estará contigo.&lt;br /&gt;Aunque muchos no lo crean,&lt;br /&gt;Tienes el cielo a tu vera.&lt;br /&gt;Y no sabes expresarlo.&lt;br /&gt;Los Ángeles te acunan,&lt;br /&gt;Cuando sale la luna,&lt;br /&gt;De tus sueños lucientes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tú te sientes tan divina.&lt;br /&gt;Que no quieres regresar.&lt;br /&gt;Te esperaré una eternidad.&lt;br /&gt;Un día me miraras&lt;br /&gt;Cuando entre en tu cielo.&lt;br /&gt;Pero no olvides&lt;br /&gt;Que estoy aquí contigo,&lt;br /&gt;Y que te quiero.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola mejides....................Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color= "#FFCCFF "&gt; Para todos los autistas del mundo....Con todo mi cariño y amor...Lola. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-7657175569991398357?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/7657175569991398357/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=7657175569991398357' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/7657175569991398357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/7657175569991398357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2008/05/donde-ests.html' title='Donde estés.'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-6387727928392195637</id><published>2008-05-23T02:12:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T02:19:36.419+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas románticos'/><title type='text'>Esclavo y amo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i169/PROPIEDADelrincondelpoeta_net/RECURSOS%20EXCLUSIVOS%20BEIGE/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i169/PROPIEDADelrincondelpoeta_net/RECURSOS%20EXCLUSIVOS%20BEIGE/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color= "#996633"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni principe ni mendigo&lt;br /&gt;te siento amor mío.&lt;br /&gt;tampoco te doy castigo&lt;br /&gt;si tu amor has fingió&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esclavo fuiste de mis besos&lt;br /&gt;yo reina,de tu paraiso.&lt;br /&gt;Tu guardian, de celos traviesos&lt;br /&gt;fidelidad y compromiso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bufon de mi algarabia,&lt;br /&gt;capricho de amor.&lt;br /&gt;Mi amo seras un dia&lt;br /&gt;si me prendes con tu ardor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre esclavo y amo&lt;br /&gt;palpita mi corazón.&lt;br /&gt;no sabes cuanto te amo,&lt;br /&gt;tu eres mi adicción....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora:Lola Mejides........Un Duende.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3667195231357502423-6387727928392195637?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/6387727928392195637/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=6387727928392195637' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/6387727928392195637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/6387727928392195637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2008/05/esclavo-y-amo.html' title='Esclavo y amo..'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i169/PROPIEDADelrincondelpoeta_net/RECURSOS%20EXCLUSIVOS%20BEIGE/th_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-933247811372540023</id><published>2008-05-16T00:13:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T00:20:38.733+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas románticos'/><title type='text'>Desde aquel día..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SCy3CXea0cI/AAAAAAAAADM/aoHSizML6II/s1600-h/x1pnp_rgmi5o50l7xK9BzbG6Go348qB8x9dekmIWkiQ58nWfo-7JsEFFkEZcXS3qICpn9j3RBzeS9NdFGOYihm57LmZJ8SH3APiSEhoLi-3Z6e2-gljyEhdb6-tpf2fOuOk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SCy3CXea0cI/AAAAAAAAADM/aoHSizML6II/s320/x1pnp_rgmi5o50l7xK9BzbG6Go348qB8x9dekmIWkiQ58nWfo-7JsEFFkEZcXS3qICpn9j3RBzeS9NdFGOYihm57LmZJ8SH3APiSEhoLi-3Z6e2-gljyEhdb6-tpf2fOuOk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200732920995303874" /&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;Desde aquel día que  te sentí profundamente&lt;br /&gt;En mi alma dejaste mi  dulce amor toda una huella.&lt;br /&gt;Y cuando te hice el amor en la noche tan bella&lt;br /&gt;A la luz de las estrellas  tan ardientemente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volé con todos mis versos&lt;br /&gt;Y más allá de estar loca.&lt;br /&gt;Con tu suspiro y tu boca&lt;br /&gt;Con todos tus universos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Universos de tus tiernos sentidos&lt;br /&gt;De los dulces gemidos de tu mundo.&lt;br /&gt;Y mis sabrosos besos tan perdidos&lt;br /&gt; En tu cuerpo mi vida tan profundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es tu cuerpo todo templo.&lt;br /&gt;Tus labios son  todo aliento.&lt;br /&gt;Y  tu alma tanto contemplo.&lt;br /&gt;Amor a cada momento,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola Mejides…………..Un Duende.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3667195231357502423-933247811372540023?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/933247811372540023/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=933247811372540023' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/933247811372540023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/933247811372540023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2008/05/desde-aquel-da.html' title='Desde aquel día..'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SCy3CXea0cI/AAAAAAAAADM/aoHSizML6II/s72-c/x1pnp_rgmi5o50l7xK9BzbG6Go348qB8x9dekmIWkiQ58nWfo-7JsEFFkEZcXS3qICpn9j3RBzeS9NdFGOYihm57LmZJ8SH3APiSEhoLi-3Z6e2-gljyEhdb6-tpf2fOuOk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-6018048444209643293</id><published>2008-05-16T00:08:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T00:11:57.776+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas varios'/><title type='text'>Herida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.linkmesh.com/imagenes/temas/angeles/herida_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.linkmesh.com/imagenes/temas/angeles/herida_a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color= "#996600"&gt;Inocencia de mi alma&lt;br /&gt;Que suplica como loca aturdida.&lt;br /&gt;Atando tanta calma&lt;br /&gt;A la palma cándida.&lt;br /&gt;De mi tensa mano amor tan herida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan herida de rabia&lt;br /&gt;De  fría impotencia y de toda la ira.&lt;br /&gt;Y la dormida labia&lt;br /&gt;Inmensa viravira.&lt;br /&gt;En esta alma donde la calma es pira.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola Mejides............Un duende.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3667195231357502423-6018048444209643293?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/6018048444209643293/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=6018048444209643293' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/6018048444209643293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/6018048444209643293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2008/05/herida.html' title='Herida'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-5885504822323079603</id><published>2008-05-13T00:15:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T00:19:16.082+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas románticos'/><title type='text'>Como la espuma..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.avecesescribocartas.com/imagenes/orilla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.avecesescribocartas.com/imagenes/orilla.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&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;Como la espuma&lt;br /&gt;que trae la ola.&lt;br /&gt;Así mi amor &lt;br /&gt;para verte se asoma.&lt;br /&gt;Como el murmullo&lt;br /&gt;de una caracola.&lt;br /&gt;Grito tu nombre&lt;br /&gt;estando a solas.&lt;br /&gt;La suave caricia&lt;br /&gt;que moja mi piel&lt;br /&gt;en la orilla,&lt;br /&gt;de mi querer.&lt;br /&gt;Cuanto te añoro&lt;br /&gt;cariño mio.&lt;br /&gt;El horizonte es tan lejano.&lt;br /&gt;yo solo pienso&lt;br /&gt;cuanto te amo.&lt;br /&gt;En las orillas&lt;br /&gt;de mi pensamiento.&lt;br /&gt;Grito tu nombre&lt;br /&gt;a los cuatro vientos.&lt;br /&gt;Si la distancia &lt;br /&gt;fuera olvido.&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;estaría perdido.&lt;br /&gt;Y moriría...&lt;br /&gt;al no estar contigo.&lt;br /&gt;Como la espuma&lt;br /&gt;quiero a tu orilla llegar.&lt;br /&gt;!Amor mio!&lt;br /&gt;Toda una eternidad......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: © Lola Mejides......Un duende.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3667195231357502423-5885504822323079603?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/5885504822323079603/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=5885504822323079603' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/5885504822323079603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/5885504822323079603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2008/05/como-la-espuma.html' title='Como la espuma..'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-2048806227635546940</id><published>2008-05-13T00:06:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T00:13:41.755+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas varios'/><title type='text'>Miénteme...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SCjAcXea0bI/AAAAAAAAADE/C9UHIhkaGH0/s1600-h/264TR-ecstasisLG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SCjAcXea0bI/AAAAAAAAADE/C9UHIhkaGH0/s320/264TR-ecstasisLG.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199617363369710002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#996600"&gt;Miénteme al mirarte amor embustero&lt;br /&gt;Tus ojos delatan tremendamente.&lt;br /&gt;Soy todo en tu vida tan exigente&lt;br /&gt;Mi amor desatas truhán adultero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si todas tus mentiras me hieren tanto&lt;br /&gt;Entre mis miedos ando ya pensando.&lt;br /&gt;Como mi alma va tanto marchitando&lt;br /&gt;Llagas requiebran con todo mi llanto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tú dices que me amas eternamente.&lt;br /&gt;Entre tus mentiras y tu verdad&lt;br /&gt;Mi amor te sigue siempre la corriente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miénteme, no soy tu debilidad.&lt;br /&gt;La dulce llama de tu fuego ardiente.&lt;br /&gt;Y toda la calma de tu ansiedad.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©Lola mejides.............Un duende.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3667195231357502423-2048806227635546940?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2048806227635546940/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=2048806227635546940' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/2048806227635546940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/2048806227635546940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2008/05/minteme.html' title='Miénteme...'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SCjAcXea0bI/AAAAAAAAADE/C9UHIhkaGH0/s72-c/264TR-ecstasisLG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-8311900636720472314</id><published>2008-05-11T23:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T23:35:24.889+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Destacados'/><title type='text'>La puerta de la locura....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/9338/esalocuraei5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/9338/esalocuraei5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&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;Entre la sonrisa y el llanto,                                                       &lt;br /&gt;hay un abismo o espacio. &lt;br /&gt;Donde el grito o espanto, &lt;br /&gt;llega en silencio y despacio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llega la locura y te apresa &lt;br /&gt;juguetea contigo. &lt;br /&gt;y como una niña traviesa, &lt;br /&gt;recibe su castigo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En el laberinto de las inquietudes,&lt;br /&gt;si cruzas la puerta de la realidad.&lt;br /&gt;Nace el desequilibrio de las actitudes. &lt;br /&gt;donde se transforma la personalidad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si privarse del juicio &lt;br /&gt;Y del uso de la razón. &lt;br /&gt;Es vivir sin perjuicios &lt;br /&gt;Y llamando la atención. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La locura perturba &lt;br /&gt;lo real e irreal. &lt;br /&gt;Y tantas veces turba &lt;br /&gt;de forma abismal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si atraviesas su puerta &lt;br /&gt;cuesta luego regresar.&lt;br /&gt;Conveniente dejarla abierta&lt;br /&gt;te debes de acostumbrar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PD:"Siempre hay un poco de razón ...en la locura."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: ©Lola Mejides...Un duende.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3667195231357502423-8311900636720472314?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/8311900636720472314/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=8311900636720472314' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/8311900636720472314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/8311900636720472314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2008/05/la-puerta-de-la-locura.html' title='La puerta de la locura....'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3667195231357502423.post-9026291147421179631</id><published>2008-05-11T23:29:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T23:33:28.968+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas varios'/><title type='text'>Caballo lento</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SCdlx3ea0aI/AAAAAAAAAC8/HcYaLYKMMqI/s1600-h/marioneta-mig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SCdlx3ea0aI/AAAAAAAAAC8/HcYaLYKMMqI/s320/marioneta-mig.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199236202202059170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#996633"&gt;Es un caballo que galopa lento&lt;br /&gt;Y se va adueñando de tu silencio.&lt;br /&gt;El horizonte se vuelve tan seco&lt;br /&gt;Que ni  la lluvia lo puede mojar.&lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo tu mundo solo va creciendo&lt;br /&gt;En el vació de tantos pensamientos.&lt;br /&gt;Tú la princesita de los espejos&lt;br /&gt;Donde tus sueños dejaste  tan lejos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El vomito  lento de tus lamentos&lt;br /&gt;Para ti cada día un padrenuestro.&lt;br /&gt;Y bajo la grupa de este caballo&lt;br /&gt;Espera la muerte tu mes de mayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gritando ya tu alma tal posesión&lt;br /&gt;Sientes los clavos en tu corazón.&lt;br /&gt;Y no razonas ante tal dolor.&lt;br /&gt;Esa terquedad de tu subconsciente,&lt;br /&gt;No te deja vivir en tu presente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            &lt;br /&gt;Se atan tus hilos y tú eres cometa&lt;br /&gt;Una marioneta lacia y surdida.&lt;br /&gt;Y tú eres la presa de esa anorexia&lt;br /&gt;Que se apodero  de toda tu vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El triste laberinto de tu vida&lt;br /&gt;Tú caminas lenta y  siempre aterida.&lt;br /&gt;No puedes gritar con tanta impotencia&lt;br /&gt;Pues a tu cuerpo no le quedan fuerzas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El caballo lento de tu conciencia&lt;br /&gt;Trota los prados de todo tu ser.&lt;br /&gt;En el espejo tu tan solo ves&lt;br /&gt;Una horrible silueta de mujer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No puedes siquiera recordar&lt;br /&gt;Cuando empezó toda  realidad&lt;br /&gt;De tu gran purgatorio compulsivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perdiste la sonrisa del ayer&lt;br /&gt;De toda tu alma y de todo tu ser.&lt;br /&gt;Es un caballo que galopa lento.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola Mejides....Un duende&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3667195231357502423-9026291147421179631?l=elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/9026291147421179631/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3667195231357502423&amp;postID=9026291147421179631' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/9026291147421179631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3667195231357502423/posts/default/9026291147421179631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elduendedelapoesia.blogspot.com/2008/05/caballo-lento.html' title='Caballo lento'/><author><name>Un duende de amor ...(Lola.)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05192860947693676830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SkFn0RGHlvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ymEAmoy-7LQ/S220/lola%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IQ9LxozQWc/SCdlx3ea0aI/AAAAAAAAAC8/HcYaLYKMMqI/s72-c/marioneta-mig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
