<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308316585392266352</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:04:33.425-05:00</updated><category term='sentimientos...'/><category term='Mó.'/><category term='Lady S.'/><title type='text'>..**Un Espacio para Ser, Sentir y Estar**..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladysidra.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7308316585392266352/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladysidra.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>..**Una vida, Mil suspiros**..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09057234722883559587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308316585392266352.post-5543566067881665282</id><published>2009-07-14T11:12:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T11:19:02.138-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ev-FC0fvXLA/SlyhQo9EnEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/hCTaVq9PnIE/s1600-h/guerrera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358334963907599426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ev-FC0fvXLA/SlyhQo9EnEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/hCTaVq9PnIE/s320/guerrera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Suspiro) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.... y te extraño .... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tanto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Los dias se disuelven &lt;/p&gt;entre niños &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;sonrisas &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ABC's &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;pero mi alma &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;huye desprevenida &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;una y otra vez &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a refugiarse &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;regodearse &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;empaparse &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;entre tus letras &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(tu esencia) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;y yo &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;en el otro lado del mar &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;suspiro.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Te quiero... tanto!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7308316585392266352-5543566067881665282?l=ladysidra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladysidra.blogspot.com/feeds/5543566067881665282/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7308316585392266352&amp;postID=5543566067881665282' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7308316585392266352/posts/default/5543566067881665282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7308316585392266352/posts/default/5543566067881665282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladysidra.blogspot.com/2009/07/suspiro.html' title=''/><author><name>..**Una vida, Mil suspiros**..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09057234722883559587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ev-FC0fvXLA/SlyhQo9EnEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/hCTaVq9PnIE/s72-c/guerrera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308316585392266352.post-3605446435016897708</id><published>2009-07-14T10:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T10:32:29.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'>..** Deja Vu **..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ev-FC0fvXLA/SlyWT8i_n4I/AAAAAAAAABs/oXyEy16leQw/s1600-h/imagen18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358322926078631810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ev-FC0fvXLA/SlyWT8i_n4I/AAAAAAAAABs/oXyEy16leQw/s320/imagen18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es ahora&lt;br /&gt;cuando teñida de nostalgia&lt;br /&gt;rosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quiero volver&lt;br /&gt;[incesante]&lt;br /&gt;a tí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me desgasto&lt;br /&gt;en cada pensamiento&lt;br /&gt;dedicado&lt;br /&gt;en cada suspiro&lt;br /&gt;evaporado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pensando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;una y otra&lt;br /&gt;[vez]&lt;br /&gt;en tí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extrañarte&lt;br /&gt;es ya tan cotidiano&lt;br /&gt;que el saber&lt;br /&gt;[apenitas]&lt;br /&gt;un poquito de tí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despierta&lt;br /&gt;mis sonrisas&lt;br /&gt;le da color&lt;br /&gt;a la vida&lt;br /&gt;y me hace sentir&lt;br /&gt;que de algún modo&lt;br /&gt;sigues&lt;br /&gt;[permaneces]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en mi &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7308316585392266352-3605446435016897708?l=ladysidra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladysidra.blogspot.com/feeds/3605446435016897708/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7308316585392266352&amp;postID=3605446435016897708' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7308316585392266352/posts/default/3605446435016897708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7308316585392266352/posts/default/3605446435016897708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladysidra.blogspot.com/2009/07/deja-vu.html' title='..** Deja Vu **..'/><author><name>..**Una vida, Mil suspiros**..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09057234722883559587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ev-FC0fvXLA/SlyWT8i_n4I/AAAAAAAAABs/oXyEy16leQw/s72-c/imagen18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308316585392266352.post-3280457036218694467</id><published>2009-06-12T08:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T10:33:50.657-04:00</updated><title type='text'>..**Regreso**..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ev-FC0fvXLA/SjJGI9OKiJI/AAAAAAAAABk/VZ6ldF6YDWQ/s1600-h/rosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346412827329071250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ev-FC0fvXLA/SjJGI9OKiJI/AAAAAAAAABk/VZ6ldF6YDWQ/s320/rosa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Decretaste lejanía &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y me quedé en la estación del tren &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- sola - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;con mi maleta cargada de ilusiones &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sueños grandilocuentes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sábanas blancas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pétalos de rosas rojas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que esperaban el diseño de tu esencia &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;en el silencio de mi habitación. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Equivocación - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Atardecer silente &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aves en pleno vuelo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tibia noche de verano &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;s e n t i r &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tu abrazo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;entre las nubes anaranjadas te dibujé como siempre &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- como eres- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suave &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;descarado &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y te imaginé sonriente &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tan tú pero inevitablemente &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;silente &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-ausente- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ha sido un hermoso conjunto de deseos e imaginaciones, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;los amaneceres o atardeceres, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;las montañas, el frío &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y el desear entre la calma. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imaginarte, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;soñador en plenos sueños, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me divulga una serie de esperanzas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que no siempre habitan mi cordillera, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tu ausencia martilla &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oprime &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-destella- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;El tiempo en verano no me respeta ni a mi, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me encanta el verano, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pero extraño el invierno &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mis letras, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;las cosas calmas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y sobre todo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- a ti - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me he de conformar con besarte cada noche &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;entre los sueños... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y desearte con la fuerza del "no tenerte". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pero no me olvido de dejarte un beso y un abrazo entre el musgo de las apetencias. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(No olvides que mis deseos viven a tu lado y que espero hallarte en cualquier momento inesperado) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Te Quiero - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7308316585392266352-3280457036218694467?l=ladysidra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladysidra.blogspot.com/feeds/3280457036218694467/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7308316585392266352&amp;postID=3280457036218694467' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7308316585392266352/posts/default/3280457036218694467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7308316585392266352/posts/default/3280457036218694467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladysidra.blogspot.com/2009/06/regreso.html' title='..**Regreso**..'/><author><name>..**Una vida, Mil suspiros**..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09057234722883559587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ev-FC0fvXLA/SjJGI9OKiJI/AAAAAAAAABk/VZ6ldF6YDWQ/s72-c/rosa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308316585392266352.post-7006949418545570555</id><published>2008-11-09T09:37:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T09:50:44.681-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mó.'/><title type='text'>..**Petición**..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ev-FC0fvXLA/SRb4eRIpxXI/AAAAAAAAABc/exgXRw0ZCNI/s1600-h/corazon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266670013135832434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ev-FC0fvXLA/SRb4eRIpxXI/AAAAAAAAABc/exgXRw0ZCNI/s320/corazon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ilustración: Irisz Agocs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Como una brisa confundida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;que ha llegado a mi por accidente, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;así eres tú,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;un pequeño puntal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;que permanece firme en la adversidad, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Y regala un cariño vestido de ideas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;acariciando lo que de verdad me gusta,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;te necesito tanto como deseo... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;y te deseo tanto como te necesito,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No me faltes nunca, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;por favor. &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/7308316585392266352-7006949418545570555?l=ladysidra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladysidra.blogspot.com/feeds/7006949418545570555/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7308316585392266352&amp;postID=7006949418545570555' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7308316585392266352/posts/default/7006949418545570555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7308316585392266352/posts/default/7006949418545570555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladysidra.blogspot.com/2008/11/peticin.html' title='..**Petición**..'/><author><name>..**Una vida, Mil suspiros**..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09057234722883559587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ev-FC0fvXLA/SRb4eRIpxXI/AAAAAAAAABc/exgXRw0ZCNI/s72-c/corazon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308316585392266352.post-988480052366912149</id><published>2008-11-09T08:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T09:09:09.343-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimientos...'/><title type='text'>..**Echarte de Menos**..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ev-FC0fvXLA/SRbud5DtRTI/AAAAAAAAABE/VnaTLBLOuvU/s1600-h/guerrera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266659011556361522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ev-FC0fvXLA/SRbud5DtRTI/AAAAAAAAABE/VnaTLBLOuvU/s320/guerrera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ev-FC0fvXLA/SRbtWHzDJoI/AAAAAAAAAA8/fW-or4yiyzc/s1600-h/guerrera.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dejo mi entorno y contemplo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;como mis palabras se vuelven tuyas, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;porque hay silencio en mi alma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;y extraño cada palabra suya, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Acudo presurosa en tu presencia, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sigo los pasos que has dejado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cierro los ojos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;te encuentro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;y en silencio de inmediato,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;te siento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tu calma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tu mirada tierna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;las muecas de tu sonrisa quieta,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me escurro en silencio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-entre poemas-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;contemplo desde lejos tus intentos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;se despliegan tus palabras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;y tus versos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;veo fluir tus sentimientos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Y te encuentro en medio de ellos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-como buscando-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Vibran mis latidos y mis ecos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;porque quiero sentir tu amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-hacerlo mío-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;aunque sea en frase o palabra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lucirse cautivo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;vestido con toda tu gracia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;desplegando tu infinita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-elegancia- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sigue siendo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-para mi-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;amor sereno&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dejame permanecer en silencio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;espantemos el dolor del extrañamiento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;en batallas porque no se den sollozos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ni gemidos, ni tristezas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;contenidas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Por eso nos necesitamos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ambos estamos intentando abandonar este exilio, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;donde la memoria no deja de mentirnos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;y la inseguridad afirma crueldades, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;y regresarán los momentos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;de ser dueños de las palabras &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hablaras en mi presencia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;y escribirás cada vez que sientas ganas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cuando cese el requerimiento &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;este tan latente &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;de tenernos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;quiero quedarme con tus palabras &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-que me procuran- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;pues me saben tanto a tí &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;que las quiero sentir &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-mías- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Necesito oirte y entenderte, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;aprender de tu experiencia contundente, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;y estremecerme &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-al estremecerte- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cada vez que atardece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Porque presiento la llegada &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;de ese hermoso atardecer silente &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;con colores tornasoles &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cantos de aves y esperanzas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;donde volveran la calma &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;la presencia, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;las sonrisas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-y las ganas- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;La añoranza será solo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sabor a tiempo pasado &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;y sentiremos sonriendo que todo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-por fin- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ha pasado &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;que ha vuelto la calma &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;en otoños de gracia &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;los días recuperan sus carencias &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;vuelven a ser resplandor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sonrisas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;palabras &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sentimientos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;deseos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;miradas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;diciendo todo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sin querer decir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(Si, porque te quiero y te echo de menos) &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/7308316585392266352-988480052366912149?l=ladysidra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladysidra.blogspot.com/feeds/988480052366912149/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7308316585392266352&amp;postID=988480052366912149' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7308316585392266352/posts/default/988480052366912149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7308316585392266352/posts/default/988480052366912149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladysidra.blogspot.com/2008/11/echarte-de-menos.html' title='..**Echarte de Menos**..'/><author><name>..**Una vida, Mil suspiros**..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09057234722883559587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ev-FC0fvXLA/SRbud5DtRTI/AAAAAAAAABE/VnaTLBLOuvU/s72-c/guerrera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308316585392266352.post-1587358604594014542</id><published>2008-09-30T11:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T11:12:27.922-04:00</updated><title type='text'>..**Arlequín Patético**..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ev-FC0fvXLA/SOJAsorI8tI/AAAAAAAAAAs/afxpIZ1KtqA/s1600-h/Arlequin-largeManuelToste%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251831251044201170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ev-FC0fvXLA/SOJAsorI8tI/AAAAAAAAAAs/afxpIZ1KtqA/s320/Arlequin-largeManuelToste%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; "Arlequín" - Manuel Toste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿A donde van todas las palabras&lt;br /&gt;-esas-&lt;br /&gt;que adormecidas dibujaban&lt;br /&gt;los mejores sueños&lt;br /&gt;-para mi-&lt;br /&gt;y para aquellos&lt;br /&gt;que enredados en el entramado&lt;br /&gt;laberinto de mis ideas&lt;br /&gt;seguían fieles&lt;br /&gt;los latidos consonos&lt;br /&gt;de mi corazón?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Han huído despavoridas&lt;br /&gt;las esperanzas&lt;br /&gt;dibujando grises opacos&lt;br /&gt;en el alfeizar&lt;br /&gt;de la otrora brillante ventana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y fluye en silencio&lt;br /&gt;el aire espeso&lt;br /&gt;-cuesta respirar-&lt;br /&gt;se denotan las heridas&lt;br /&gt;que no logran cicatrizar&lt;br /&gt;y todos esos momentos&lt;br /&gt;-rotos-&lt;br /&gt;moran desiertos&lt;br /&gt;abandonados por el hacedor de sueños&lt;br /&gt;de ilusiones&lt;br /&gt;de retos&lt;br /&gt;[Arlequín Patético]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se ha ido el buen tiempo&lt;br /&gt;¿lo habrán encontrado allá a lo lejos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotean suavemente mis silencios&lt;br /&gt;no hay palabras&lt;br /&gt;no hay sonidos&lt;br /&gt;solo quedan los ecos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de todos los lamentos.&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/7308316585392266352-1587358604594014542?l=ladysidra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladysidra.blogspot.com/feeds/1587358604594014542/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7308316585392266352&amp;postID=1587358604594014542' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7308316585392266352/posts/default/1587358604594014542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7308316585392266352/posts/default/1587358604594014542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladysidra.blogspot.com/2008/09/arlequn-pattico.html' title='..**Arlequín Patético**..'/><author><name>..**Una vida, Mil suspiros**..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09057234722883559587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ev-FC0fvXLA/SOJAsorI8tI/AAAAAAAAAAs/afxpIZ1KtqA/s72-c/Arlequin-largeManuelToste%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308316585392266352.post-7568998529188169234</id><published>2008-09-22T17:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T09:10:49.447-05:00</updated><title type='text'>..**Haikus Infantiles**..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ev-FC0fvXLA/SNgNOB4dkbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/omXhXM7y1CE/s1600-h/felicidad+de+dos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248959900374897074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ev-FC0fvXLA/SNgNOB4dkbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/omXhXM7y1CE/s320/felicidad+de+dos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ilustración: Irisz Agocs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonrisas, niños&lt;br /&gt;tanto que hay que hacer,&lt;br /&gt;abrazos, calor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alma de niño&lt;br /&gt;esperanza sentida,&lt;br /&gt;tus ojos son luz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;III.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abrazo dulce&lt;br /&gt;mejillas que invitan,&lt;br /&gt;un beso dulce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Velada bella&lt;br /&gt;sonrisas van y vienen,&lt;br /&gt;ver para creer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juguetes dados&lt;br /&gt;momento compartido,&lt;br /&gt;amor brindado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carita sucia&lt;br /&gt;quererte llevar en mi,&lt;br /&gt;sonrisa franca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VII.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suave como tú&lt;br /&gt;aroma a infancia,&lt;br /&gt;quererte besar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Es un regresar de alguna manera... intentando estar en paz con la vida... rodeada de niños que es como me gusta vivir y estar. - Para mis amados alumnitos... =)&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/7308316585392266352-7568998529188169234?l=ladysidra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladysidra.blogspot.com/feeds/7568998529188169234/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7308316585392266352&amp;postID=7568998529188169234' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7308316585392266352/posts/default/7568998529188169234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7308316585392266352/posts/default/7568998529188169234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladysidra.blogspot.com/2008/09/haikus-infantiles.html' title='..**Haikus Infantiles**..'/><author><name>..**Una vida, Mil suspiros**..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09057234722883559587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ev-FC0fvXLA/SNgNOB4dkbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/omXhXM7y1CE/s72-c/felicidad+de+dos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308316585392266352.post-1001976613817649000</id><published>2008-05-19T11:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T09:11:44.291-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lady S.'/><title type='text'>..**Spirolaterals**..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ev-FC0fvXLA/SDGff71exMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/uDQH1G7rFIY/s1600-h/spirolaterals.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202114415576401090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ev-FC0fvXLA/SDGff71exMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/uDQH1G7rFIY/s320/spirolaterals.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Contar&lt;br /&gt;uno, dos, tres seguir patrones&lt;br /&gt;arriba, derecha,abajo, izquierda&lt;br /&gt;-después-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeticiones cotidianas&lt;br /&gt;patrones contínuos&lt;br /&gt;de ser&lt;br /&gt;-o no ser-&lt;br /&gt;colores diferenciales&lt;br /&gt;se repite el ciclo&lt;br /&gt;[otra vez]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se es o no se es&lt;br /&gt;demarcante del camino&lt;br /&gt;pespunteando los senderos&lt;br /&gt;reconociendo los recovecos&lt;br /&gt;[no hay regreso]&lt;br /&gt;sin desespero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espirales contínuas&lt;br /&gt;cuentos de nunca acabar&lt;br /&gt;[veintiocho, cuarenta, diez]&lt;br /&gt;se repite todo&lt;br /&gt;-de nuevo-&lt;br /&gt;otra vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se vislumbra un ápice&lt;br /&gt;-esquivo-&lt;br /&gt;minuciosamente revisado&lt;br /&gt;vueltas sin cesar&lt;br /&gt;[sobre lo mismo]&lt;br /&gt;jalón desmesurado&lt;br /&gt;cae todo&lt;br /&gt;poco a poco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se desmonta el tinglado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya no hay cuenta eterna&lt;br /&gt;[seis, siete, nueve, diez]&lt;br /&gt;rota la silueta&lt;br /&gt;se es uno&lt;br /&gt;[solo]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otra vez &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7308316585392266352-1001976613817649000?l=ladysidra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladysidra.blogspot.com/feeds/1001976613817649000/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7308316585392266352&amp;postID=1001976613817649000' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7308316585392266352/posts/default/1001976613817649000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7308316585392266352/posts/default/1001976613817649000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladysidra.blogspot.com/2008/05/spirolaterals.html' title='..**Spirolaterals**..'/><author><name>..**Una vida, Mil suspiros**..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09057234722883559587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ev-FC0fvXLA/SDGff71exMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/uDQH1G7rFIY/s72-c/spirolaterals.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7308316585392266352.post-8357586197250471811</id><published>2008-05-12T14:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T09:12:44.676-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lady S.'/><title type='text'>..**Emanaciones**..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ev-FC0fvXLA/SCiSC71exLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFSsW8X9HnE/s1600-h/ls.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199566348918637746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ev-FC0fvXLA/SCiSC71exLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFSsW8X9HnE/s320/ls.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempieternos sueños aguerridos&lt;br /&gt;dibujados en tonos claroscuros&lt;br /&gt;despiertan silenciosos&lt;br /&gt;en la alborada&lt;br /&gt;-taciturna melancolía-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y entre lamentos&lt;br /&gt;de sirenas adormecidas&lt;br /&gt;yacen silenciosos&lt;br /&gt;mis suspiros&lt;br /&gt;otrora languidos estallidos&lt;br /&gt;de pasiones ambarinas&lt;br /&gt;-siento y tiemblo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estallan&lt;br /&gt;múltiples alelíes blanquecinos&lt;br /&gt;se estremece&lt;br /&gt;este sentir&lt;br /&gt;-tan profundo-&lt;br /&gt;y tan mío&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y concuerdan las emanaciones&lt;br /&gt;de sonidos&lt;br /&gt;latidos&lt;br /&gt;y sentidos,&lt;br /&gt;todas ellas&lt;br /&gt;tienen&lt;br /&gt;en sus versos&lt;br /&gt;un solo nombre que grito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-el tuyo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Querido Mio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;----------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Audio: Sergei Rachmaninov - Piano Pieces Nº 4 - Romance &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/7308316585392266352-8357586197250471811?l=ladysidra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladysidra.blogspot.com/feeds/8357586197250471811/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7308316585392266352&amp;postID=8357586197250471811' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7308316585392266352/posts/default/8357586197250471811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7308316585392266352/posts/default/8357586197250471811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladysidra.blogspot.com/2008/05/emanaciones.html' title='..**Emanaciones**..'/><author><name>..**Una vida, Mil suspiros**..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09057234722883559587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ev-FC0fvXLA/SCiSC71exLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFSsW8X9HnE/s72-c/ls.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
