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<br />Biahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11598062065266011686noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5465109372850537103.post-54246168025713914922014-10-27T21:04:00.000+00:002014-10-27T21:04:08.268+00:00Guardo dentro de mim<br />
O segredo de te amar<br />
Na nostalgia do tempo<br />
Num quadro por pintar<br />
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afundar-me e emergir</div>
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quero perder-me </div>
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das marés </div>
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Biahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11598062065266011686noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5465109372850537103.post-10884511089935975922014-08-27T20:39:00.000+01:002014-08-27T20:39:01.575+01:00Há um momento<br />
em que só a respiração<br />
se ouve<br />
é o momento <br />
em que o meu rosto<br />
poisa no teu peito<br />
os teus braços<br />
me envolvem<br />
e o suor arrefece<br />
no corpo<br />
ainda em brasa <br />
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Há um momento<br />
em que o tempo pára<br />
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Biahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11598062065266011686noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5465109372850537103.post-89187978491345417542014-08-18T20:53:00.000+01:002014-08-18T20:53:37.224+01:00Procuro a ternura<br />
que dos teus dedos nasce<br />
sempre que nossos olhos<br />
se cruzam<br />
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Procuro a carícia<br />
das coisas simples<br />
como o estar a teu lado<br />
observando os pássaros<br />
ou o mar<br />
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Procuro o calor<br />
liberto de nossos corpos<br />
na alegria das bocas<br />
que se beijam<br />
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Procuro - Procuro-te<br />
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Biahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11598062065266011686noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5465109372850537103.post-56823521777421419422014-08-13T20:22:00.001+01:002014-08-13T23:35:09.059+01:00Por vezes as palavras<br />
ficam presas na garganta<br />
e recusam-se a escorrer <br />
por entre os dedos<br />
tentamos soltar um grito<br />
um gemido que seja<br />
mas o som abafado<br />
morre por dentro<br />
ouvindo-se apenas<br />
o eco do pensamento<br />
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<br />Biahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11598062065266011686noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5465109372850537103.post-38890755212229294622014-07-21T21:16:00.000+01:002014-07-21T21:20:25.081+01:00A distância é mínima<br />
sempre que a cumprimos<br />
os olhos tornam-se riso <br />
enchemos o peito de esperança<br />
a alma de alegria<br />
trocamos de corpos <br />
há em nós o voo dos pássaros<br />
a liberdade dos rios<br />
e a loucura dos amantes<br />
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<br />Biahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11598062065266011686noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5465109372850537103.post-60371920609810785582014-07-18T18:27:00.003+01:002014-07-18T23:56:35.669+01:00PRECONCEITOS<span class="userContent">Na loja<br /> grande tensão<br /> Um homem faz compras<br /> e um saco rosa lhe dão<br /> e agora?<br /> macho que é, hesita <span class="text_exposed_show"><br /> e reclama a cor <br /> do saco catita<br /> e se me veem <br /> de saco rosa na mão<br /> alguém irá pensar<br /> que sou panascão?<br /> não há outra cor<br /> nada a fazer<br /> melhor ir para casa<br /> e ir a correr <br /> <br /> Maria Poeiras</span></span><br />
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Biahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11598062065266011686noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5465109372850537103.post-57349487405561930152014-07-04T22:48:00.001+01:002014-07-21T21:18:52.088+01:00<div style="text-align: left;">
Presa por um fio </div>
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às estrelas</div>
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suspensa no brilho</div>
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do teu olhar</div>
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perdida nas cores </div>
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do (a)mar</div>
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Biahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11598062065266011686noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5465109372850537103.post-69284875166756704482014-06-19T21:10:00.001+01:002014-06-19T21:10:15.344+01:00<span class="userContent">Hummm</span><br />
<span class="userContent">quando nossas bocas se encontram<br /> nossos lábios se tocam <br /> e nossas línguas se trocam<br /> nesse beijo<br /> único<br /> divino<br /> só teu e meu</span><br />
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Biahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11598062065266011686noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5465109372850537103.post-15258832419631419602014-05-30T20:43:00.001+01:002014-05-30T20:44:40.362+01:00Saudade<br />
é sentir o teu cheiro<br />
estando tu ausente<br />
é o ardor que sinto<br />
em meu ventre<br />
é fechar os olhos<br />
e ver o teu rosto<br />
é sentir-te em mim<br />
retendo o teu gosto<br />
saudade<br />
é esta vontade louca<br />
de correr ao teu encontro<br />
e beijar a tua boca<br />
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Biahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11598062065266011686noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5465109372850537103.post-86717501341657160272014-05-19T23:10:00.002+01:002014-05-19T23:10:12.309+01:00Aninho-me<br />
nos teus braços<br />
fecho os olhos<br />
e o tempo pára<br />
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Como é bom<br />
assim ficar<br />
envolta na ternura<br />
do teu olhar<br />
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caindo<br />
intensamente<br />
meu corpo<br />
molhado<br />
atirado ao chão<br />
água<br />
que não lava<br />
a alma<br />
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forma-se o meu<br />
meus braços como ancoras<br />
atracam em ti<br />
e num doce balançar<br />
de corpos suados<br />
e palavras murmuradas<br />
tu e eu<br />
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ir ao teu encontro<br />
quando nos olhos<br />
nos baila o mar<br />
é nesse voo mágico<br />
de mistério e verdade<br />
que festejamos a vida<br />
nos braços da liberdade<br />
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e tu mar<br />
onde vou desaguar<br />
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