<?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-1574475060221023973</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:01:46.434-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pétalos de mi vida</title><subtitle type='html'>Mi blog se titula Pétalos de mi vida y está dedicado especialmente a mis sentimientos más puros y más humanos. Entre ellos está el amor y el desamor.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-1925911419655499076</id><published>2009-06-25T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T09:55:57.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Un Fastama En Tu Vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SkOp2A84R4I/AAAAAAAAAOI/mNj3X7tVfWw/s1600-h/fantasma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351307527679657858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SkOp2A84R4I/AAAAAAAAAOI/mNj3X7tVfWw/s320/fantasma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Al ver tu álbum de tus fotos&lt;br /&gt;donde guardas recuerdos&lt;br /&gt;de tu familia, de amores&lt;br /&gt;de amigos, y de viajes&lt;br /&gt;todo eso formaron  parte de tu vida&lt;br /&gt;Recuerdos tristes cuando persistes&lt;br /&gt;un ser  familiar que se fue&lt;br /&gt; a temprana edad&lt;br /&gt;y ahora esta al lado de Dios.&lt;br /&gt;Recuerdos de desamores&lt;br /&gt;que marcaron tu vida&lt;br /&gt;dejandote huellas.&lt;br /&gt;Pero lo que me dio tristeza&lt;br /&gt;fue que no había ninguna foto mía&lt;br /&gt;ni con los amigos en común&lt;br /&gt;ni una foto donde puedas decir&lt;br /&gt;miren ella es Linda &lt;br /&gt;una buena amiga que siempre&lt;br /&gt;puedo contar con ella&lt;br /&gt;cuando me siento mal&lt;br /&gt;que triste es darme cuenta&lt;br /&gt;que nunca fui importante para ti&lt;br /&gt;que solo fui un fantasma en tu vida&lt;br /&gt;que siempre esta a tu lado y no la vez&lt;br /&gt;que te habla y no la escuchas&lt;br /&gt;que te caricia y no la sientes&lt;br /&gt;que solo respira tu aire para seguir a tu lado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;L@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Linda Arina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/1574475060221023973-1925911419655499076?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/1925911419655499076/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=1925911419655499076' title='27 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/1925911419655499076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/1925911419655499076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/06/un-fastama-en-tu-vida.html' title='Un Fastama En Tu Vida'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SkOp2A84R4I/AAAAAAAAAOI/mNj3X7tVfWw/s72-c/fantasma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-4635673959724489513</id><published>2009-06-17T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T14:44:27.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SjlhSZj2teI/AAAAAAAAAOA/rhsi2XO1QMI/s1600-h/beso+y+rosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348413001205986786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SjlhSZj2teI/AAAAAAAAAOA/rhsi2XO1QMI/s320/beso+y+rosa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Siente que el aire de mis besos&lt;br /&gt; entra por tu ventana todas las mañanas&lt;br /&gt; y siente que esta persona que esta tan lejos,&lt;br /&gt; esta mas cerca de ti&lt;br /&gt;mas de lo que tu te imaginas.&lt;br /&gt; solo sueña y piensa en ella&lt;br /&gt; y veras sus besos abrazando tu tierna sonrisa,&lt;br /&gt; dulce princesa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siente que mis ojos verdes miran&lt;br /&gt; por encima de tu dulzura madura,&lt;br /&gt;Hermosa fruta madura de color rojo&lt;br /&gt;que irradia paz, cariño y ternura,&lt;br /&gt; deja volar los sentidos&lt;br /&gt;y dile a tus besos prohibidos&lt;br /&gt; que seduzcan esta alma tan lejana&lt;br /&gt; mujer  hermosa,  elegante,&lt;br /&gt;y tan dulce llena de encanto,&lt;br /&gt; de la forma de ser que tienes tu,&lt;br /&gt; tendría un tesoro a mi vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;L@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Linda Ariana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/1574475060221023973-4635673959724489513?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/4635673959724489513/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=4635673959724489513' title='16 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/4635673959724489513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/4635673959724489513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/06/siente-que-el-aire-de-mis-besos-entra.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SjlhSZj2teI/AAAAAAAAAOA/rhsi2XO1QMI/s72-c/beso+y+rosa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-6218989852356184777</id><published>2009-06-16T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T14:42:03.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Por Un Momento Me Sentí Desfallecer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SjgPvCbjZJI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Xe9ts0L0RUc/s1600-h/luadescansaflor.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348041858283168914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SjgPvCbjZJI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Xe9ts0L0RUc/s320/luadescansaflor.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Recostada en un lecho frío, &lt;br /&gt;Estoy después de  amarte tanto,&lt;br /&gt; Mi corazón no pudo resistir más&lt;br /&gt; A tu traición,&lt;br /&gt; El dolor fue tan grande&lt;br /&gt;Que por un momento me sentí&lt;br /&gt;Desfallecer, solo puede escuchar&lt;br /&gt;Las voces y los gritos de mis hijos&lt;br /&gt;Que decían  Mami ¡no nos dejes¡&lt;br /&gt;Te queremos mucho&lt;br /&gt;  En ese momento dije Dios mío,&lt;br /&gt; Por favor no me lleves&lt;br /&gt;Mis hijos me necesitan,&lt;br /&gt; Te lo suplico&lt;br /&gt;Y Dios me permitió,&lt;br /&gt;  Estar nuevamente&lt;br /&gt;Al lado de mis hijos.&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/1574475060221023973-6218989852356184777?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/6218989852356184777/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=6218989852356184777' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/6218989852356184777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/6218989852356184777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/06/por-un-momento-me-senti-desfallecer.html' title='Por Un Momento Me Sentí Desfallecer'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SjgPvCbjZJI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Xe9ts0L0RUc/s72-c/luadescansaflor.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-3097647887579252043</id><published>2009-06-06T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T13:17:42.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vuelvo A Caer En Tus Brazos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SirMgsk2O-I/AAAAAAAAANw/0yMjEOMaMMw/s1600-h/sabana+roja.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344308769922104290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 346px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SirMgsk2O-I/AAAAAAAAANw/0yMjEOMaMMw/s320/sabana+roja.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Prometí no verte más&lt;br /&gt;prometí no llamarte más&lt;br /&gt;pero tan solo escucho tu voz&lt;br /&gt; vuelvo a caer&lt;br /&gt;entre tus brazos&lt;br /&gt;ante tu piel desnudo&lt;br /&gt;me entrego toda&lt;br /&gt;como un volcán&lt;br /&gt;candente  derramando&lt;br /&gt; sus lavas sobre tu piel&lt;br /&gt; envolviéndonos  piel a piel&lt;br /&gt;y nos fundimos&lt;br /&gt;en el fuego de la pasión.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;L@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Linda Ariana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/1574475060221023973-3097647887579252043?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/3097647887579252043/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=3097647887579252043' title='17 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/3097647887579252043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/3097647887579252043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/06/vuelvo-caer-en-tus-brazos.html' title='Vuelvo A Caer En Tus Brazos'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SirMgsk2O-I/AAAAAAAAANw/0yMjEOMaMMw/s72-c/sabana+roja.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-9138969887154768885</id><published>2009-06-03T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T14:04:57.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagino  Amándote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SibirRWegnI/AAAAAAAAANg/c79RVx_B79A/s1600-h/te+imagino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343207240941601394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 338px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 386px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SibirRWegnI/AAAAAAAAANg/c79RVx_B79A/s320/te+imagino.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Imagino tenerte ami lado&lt;br /&gt;Y mis manos  acariciando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; tu  rostro  angelical&lt;br /&gt; y todo tu cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;  Mi cuerpo apretando el  tuyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;  sintiendo  toda la pasión&lt;br /&gt;  que al  estar mas  cerca  se vuelve  fuego&lt;br /&gt;Y  con tus  labios  tratas de  apagar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;la  llama que en mi  se  enciende&lt;br /&gt;Una llama  que traspasa nuestra piel&lt;br /&gt;Y que se enciende  todo ello llamado  deseo&lt;br /&gt;Y  hacer de ese momento  sea  más largo y más  puro&lt;br /&gt;  quisiera que se de todo el tiempo sin final&lt;br /&gt;juntos en muestro nuestro paraíso &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;donde damos riendas sueltas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a nuestro deseo sin que nadie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; pueda interrumpir&lt;br /&gt;Que grata sensación  sentir  tu  cuerpo &lt;br /&gt; desnudo unido  al mío&lt;br /&gt;Formando  un  solo  universo&lt;br /&gt;Poder  movernos  en  conjunción con los planetas&lt;br /&gt;y sentir  toda  pasión  que irradia  por nuestro poros&lt;br /&gt;y dejar  descargar  el volcán  que llevamos  por dentro&lt;br /&gt;Desbordando  lavas formando &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;una espuma llevando hasta el éxtasis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;L@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Linda Ariana&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/1574475060221023973-9138969887154768885?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/9138969887154768885/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=9138969887154768885' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/9138969887154768885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/9138969887154768885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/06/imagino-amandote.html' title='Imagino  Amándote'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SibirRWegnI/AAAAAAAAANg/c79RVx_B79A/s72-c/te+imagino.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-1118463001685303478</id><published>2009-05-30T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T13:40:21.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amándonos En Secreto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SiGVKHkiY1I/AAAAAAAAANY/rkzhi2Gg6xs/s1600-h/bata.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341714634101646162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 357px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SiGVKHkiY1I/AAAAAAAAANY/rkzhi2Gg6xs/s320/bata.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hoy  al despertar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;con el recuerdo de tus ojos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; cuando me mirabas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;con amor, ternura y pasion&lt;br /&gt;y esos labios  provocadores&lt;br /&gt;que invitan besarlo&lt;br /&gt; sonrisa coqueta&lt;br /&gt;anhelo tenerte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; nuevamente a mi lado&lt;br /&gt;explorando todos los rincones&lt;br /&gt;de tu cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;hasta  saciarme&lt;br /&gt;con pasión en silencio&lt;br /&gt;amándonos  en secreto&lt;br /&gt;durante la noche&lt;br /&gt;bajo la luz de la luna&lt;br /&gt;L@&lt;br /&gt;Linda Ariana&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/1574475060221023973-1118463001685303478?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/1118463001685303478/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=1118463001685303478' title='10 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/1118463001685303478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/1118463001685303478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/05/amandonos-en-secreto.html' title='Amándonos En Secreto'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SiGVKHkiY1I/AAAAAAAAANY/rkzhi2Gg6xs/s72-c/bata.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-2570582014632702880</id><published>2009-05-28T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T13:41:38.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi Madre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/Sh7yhxoG1-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/8y-UC4Sp4RQ/s1600-h/matriarca.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340972870179149794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/Sh7yhxoG1-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/8y-UC4Sp4RQ/s320/matriarca.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Orgullosa, fuerte de carácter&lt;br /&gt;dedicada  a su hogar,&lt;br /&gt;con un corazón noble lleno de amor,&lt;br /&gt;un  corazón muy grande que alberga a sus&lt;br /&gt;hijos, nietos y bisnietos&lt;br /&gt;que al pasar los años&lt;br /&gt;el vigor ya no es  igual,&lt;br /&gt;ya no te acuerdas de las cosas&lt;br /&gt; tu mente esta en el olvido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;que solo vivies en el recuerdo,&lt;br /&gt;me duele verte  así&lt;br /&gt;ya no eres aquella mujer&lt;br /&gt;que todo lo solucionaba&lt;br /&gt;que nada era imposible para ella,&lt;br /&gt;y para el bienestar de nosotros&lt;br /&gt;Yo  a veces me desespero y lloro&lt;br /&gt;al verte tan frágil&lt;br /&gt;Para que no me vea sufrir,&lt;br /&gt;me hago la fuerte&lt;br /&gt;y bromeo, juego con ella&lt;br /&gt;le recuerdo las anécdotas&lt;br /&gt;de  mis hermanos, cuando eran pequeños&lt;br /&gt;nos alegramos y a veces nos entristecemos&lt;br /&gt;y le digo que la quiero mucho,&lt;br /&gt;y que todos sus hijos también la quieren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;L@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Linda Ariana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/1574475060221023973-2570582014632702880?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/2570582014632702880/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=2570582014632702880' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/2570582014632702880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/2570582014632702880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/05/mi-madre.html' title='Mi Madre'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/Sh7yhxoG1-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/8y-UC4Sp4RQ/s72-c/matriarca.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-8097559053822675131</id><published>2009-05-27T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T13:56:00.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi  Alma Te Busca</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/Sh2iQAKwJDI/AAAAAAAAAM4/GLNwLiFXhF4/s1600-h/mi+alma+te+busca.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340603128937980978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 376px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/Sh2iQAKwJDI/AAAAAAAAAM4/GLNwLiFXhF4/s320/mi+alma+te+busca.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mi alma te busca todas las noches&lt;br /&gt;en medio de la lluvia y vientos&lt;br /&gt;por que en mi mente estas tú&lt;br /&gt;solamente tú&lt;br /&gt; daría todo por ti&lt;br /&gt;para que me amaras&lt;br /&gt;tan solo un poquito&lt;br /&gt;y así entendieras&lt;br /&gt;cuanto te amo&lt;br /&gt;que mi vida sin ti &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;no tiene sentido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;L@ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Linda Ariana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/1574475060221023973-8097559053822675131?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/8097559053822675131/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=8097559053822675131' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/8097559053822675131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/8097559053822675131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/05/mi-alma-te-busca.html' title='Mi  Alma Te Busca'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/Sh2iQAKwJDI/AAAAAAAAAM4/GLNwLiFXhF4/s72-c/mi+alma+te+busca.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-8479641156030189536</id><published>2009-05-22T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T14:54:21.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Es Mejor No Desir Nada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/Shccre7an-I/AAAAAAAAAMw/zVVSDQ1v_Co/s1600-h/agonia01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338767416633237474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/Shccre7an-I/AAAAAAAAAMw/zVVSDQ1v_Co/s320/agonia01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nunca digas mi amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;si realmente no lo soy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nunca digas te quiero&lt;br /&gt;si no quieres&lt;br /&gt;Nunca digas te necesito&lt;br /&gt;cuando no es así&lt;br /&gt;Nunca digas te extraño&lt;br /&gt; si no extrañas nada&lt;br /&gt;Nunca llores&lt;br /&gt;si no sientes dolor&lt;br /&gt;Nunca digas te amo&lt;br /&gt;si no amas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;L@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Linda Ariana&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/1574475060221023973-8479641156030189536?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/8479641156030189536/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=8479641156030189536' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/8479641156030189536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/8479641156030189536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/05/es-mejor-no-desir-nada.html' title='Es Mejor No Desir Nada'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/Shccre7an-I/AAAAAAAAAMw/zVVSDQ1v_Co/s72-c/agonia01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-8573705377730599253</id><published>2009-05-15T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T13:53:45.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>En Busca De Ti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/Sg3VKcYUi-I/AAAAAAAAAMg/SbYPq-tGXEc/s1600-h/taure3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336155508897516514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/Sg3VKcYUi-I/AAAAAAAAAMg/SbYPq-tGXEc/s320/taure3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Voy  en busca de ti&lt;br /&gt;se que estas ahí esperándome&lt;br /&gt;con los brazos abiertos&lt;br /&gt;lleno de ternura  y amor&lt;br /&gt;para cobijarme  entre  tu pecho&lt;br /&gt;y protegerme del dolor y la tristeza&lt;br /&gt;a tu lado estaré segura&lt;br /&gt;no me faltara nada&lt;br /&gt;por que eres mi tranquilidad&lt;br /&gt; y  mi esperanza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;  A un nuevo amanecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;L@  Linda Ariana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/1574475060221023973-8573705377730599253?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/8573705377730599253/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=8573705377730599253' title='10 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/8573705377730599253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/8573705377730599253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/05/en-busca-de-ti.html' title='En Busca De Ti'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/Sg3VKcYUi-I/AAAAAAAAAMg/SbYPq-tGXEc/s72-c/taure3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-7873139330971061086</id><published>2009-05-12T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T14:09:06.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ESPERANDOTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SgnjEbuOs4I/AAAAAAAAAMY/ioIXWKXM9mI/s1600-h/0032.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335044898897703810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SgnjEbuOs4I/AAAAAAAAAMY/ioIXWKXM9mI/s320/0032.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me dejaste esperando&lt;br /&gt; tu llamada&lt;br /&gt;quería escuchar tu voz&lt;br /&gt;imaginando que estas ami lado&lt;br /&gt;diciéndome que me extrañas mucho&lt;br /&gt;que necesitas de mis besos&lt;br /&gt;de mis  caricias&lt;br /&gt;que te hago falta&lt;br /&gt;Pasaron las horas y se hizo de noche&lt;br /&gt;me acerque a la ventana&lt;br /&gt;y vi la luna y le dije&lt;br /&gt;Luna tu que puedes estar en varios lugares&lt;br /&gt;si lo ves   dile que lo extraño&lt;br /&gt;que aun le sigo esperando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   L@                 Linda Ariana&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/1574475060221023973-7873139330971061086?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/7873139330971061086/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=7873139330971061086' title='12 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/7873139330971061086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/7873139330971061086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/05/esperandote.html' title='ESPERANDOTE'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SgnjEbuOs4I/AAAAAAAAAMY/ioIXWKXM9mI/s72-c/0032.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-2046214305306819838</id><published>2009-05-01T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T11:53:08.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabanas De Seda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SftAlCznI5I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Bc6ADkmOyiw/s1600-h/rosas-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330925589075796882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 389px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SftAlCznI5I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Bc6ADkmOyiw/s320/rosas-5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Entre sabanas blancas de seda&lt;br /&gt;y una rosa sobre la cama&lt;br /&gt;fueron los únicos testigos de&lt;br /&gt;de una  noche de pasión&lt;br /&gt;Tú esencia varonil&lt;br /&gt;quedo grabado en mi piel&lt;br /&gt;aun siento  tu respiración en mis oídos&lt;br /&gt;tus  besos en mis labios,&lt;br /&gt;tus manos recorriendo todo mi ser&lt;br /&gt;Haciéndome llegar al delirio&lt;br /&gt;transpirando mucho&lt;br /&gt;hicimos  una laguna&lt;br /&gt;y en ella nos ahogamos&lt;br /&gt;de placer.&lt;br /&gt; L@&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/1574475060221023973-2046214305306819838?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/2046214305306819838/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=2046214305306819838' title='16 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/2046214305306819838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/2046214305306819838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/05/sabanas-de-seda.html' title='Sabanas De Seda'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SftAlCznI5I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Bc6ADkmOyiw/s72-c/rosas-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-290517575507399911</id><published>2009-04-30T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T11:22:42.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pasiones Del   Almíbar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SfnquL17I0I/AAAAAAAAAMI/dqZJbiPHiM4/s1600-h/beso+de+cho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330549713143538498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SfnquL17I0I/AAAAAAAAAMI/dqZJbiPHiM4/s320/beso+de+cho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dulce  almíbar   de chocolate&lt;br /&gt;que endulzas mis labios con sus besos&lt;br /&gt; Dulce almíbar de fresa&lt;br /&gt;que me invades con sus  carisias todo mi ser&lt;br /&gt;Dulce almíbar de coco &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; déjame envuelta  con tu&lt;br /&gt; jugo todo mi cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;Dulce almíbar  de durazno&lt;br /&gt; llena de dulce mi alma&lt;br /&gt;y mi vida&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/1574475060221023973-290517575507399911?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/290517575507399911/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=290517575507399911' title='10 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/290517575507399911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/290517575507399911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/04/pasiones-del-almibar.html' title='Pasiones Del   Almíbar'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SfnquL17I0I/AAAAAAAAAMI/dqZJbiPHiM4/s72-c/beso+de+cho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-8517327214747555172</id><published>2009-04-24T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T09:57:21.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Felicidades  Madresita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SfHtbWzwClI/AAAAAAAAALo/vZnFC4SZWEo/s1600-h/0021.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328300888390896210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SfHtbWzwClI/AAAAAAAAALo/vZnFC4SZWEo/s320/0021.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Esta poesía es con mucho cariño para mi  Madresita&lt;br /&gt;la señora &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Teodora Bravo&lt;/span&gt; de&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Mejía&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;En este Día de la  Madre,  le doy&lt;br /&gt;Gracias a Dios, por permitirme&lt;br /&gt;tenerla aun conmigo,&lt;br /&gt;Gracias madre por la paciencia&lt;br /&gt;que tuviste&lt;br /&gt;Gracias madre por tus consejos&lt;br /&gt;que me ayudaron mucho,&lt;br /&gt;Gracias madre por ser mi fuerza&lt;br /&gt;en mis momentos difíciles,&lt;br /&gt;Gracias madre por  ser mi inspiración&lt;br /&gt;al querer ser igual que tu,&lt;br /&gt;Gracias por ayudarme a crecer&lt;br /&gt;como una persona de bien,&lt;br /&gt;Gracias por ayudarme a desarrollarme&lt;br /&gt;como amiga, mujer y madre&lt;br /&gt;Gracias  por todo&lt;br /&gt;Madre querida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;L@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/1574475060221023973-8517327214747555172?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/8517327214747555172/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=8517327214747555172' title='14 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/8517327214747555172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/8517327214747555172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/04/felicidades-madresita.html' title='Felicidades  Madresita'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SfHtbWzwClI/AAAAAAAAALo/vZnFC4SZWEo/s72-c/0021.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-43153748341194450</id><published>2009-04-18T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T11:04:18.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dulce Rosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SeoUvEDr0OI/AAAAAAAAALQ/FcKZ8jGupuo/s1600-h/rosas-rojas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326092308094636258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SeoUvEDr0OI/AAAAAAAAALQ/FcKZ8jGupuo/s320/rosas-rojas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;La vida es un rosal&lt;br /&gt;Lleno de hermosa rosas&lt;br /&gt;En medio de  mi jardín&lt;br /&gt;Estas  tú la más dulce&lt;br /&gt;Y angelical&lt;br /&gt; La que guardo con mucho aprecio&lt;br /&gt;Y especial cuidado&lt;br /&gt;Como no sentir&lt;br /&gt;Tu perfume que aun entre&lt;br /&gt;Tanta fragancia&lt;br /&gt;Se puede percibir el aroma&lt;br /&gt;Que tu andar derrocha&lt;br /&gt;Aunque desaparezcas&lt;br /&gt;Por momentos se que estas ahí&lt;br /&gt;En espera de las lluvias de mis  caricias&lt;br /&gt;Que día a día te riego con mucho amor&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/1574475060221023973-43153748341194450?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/43153748341194450/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=43153748341194450' title='13 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/43153748341194450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/43153748341194450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/04/dulce-rosa.html' title='Dulce Rosa'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SeoUvEDr0OI/AAAAAAAAALQ/FcKZ8jGupuo/s72-c/rosas-rojas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-3043223369403723729</id><published>2009-04-17T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T12:29:27.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quisera Ser  Todo Para Ti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SejXNL17iaI/AAAAAAAAALI/Q-F38FgrdrI/s1600-h/renacer.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325743180882872738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SejXNL17iaI/AAAAAAAAALI/Q-F38FgrdrI/s320/renacer.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Quisiera ser  la luna&lt;br /&gt; Para alumbrar tú camino&lt;br /&gt;En tus noches tristes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quisiera ser el sol&lt;br /&gt; Para que sientas este fuego&lt;br /&gt; Que hay dentro de mí&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quisiera ser el  viento&lt;br /&gt; Para abrazarte&lt;br /&gt;Cuando te sientas solo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quisiera ser la estrella polar&lt;br /&gt; Para guiarte&lt;br /&gt;Y llevar hacia mí &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quisiera ser  agua&lt;br /&gt; Para mojar tus labios&lt;br /&gt;Y  calmar tu sed de amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/1574475060221023973-3043223369403723729?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/3043223369403723729/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=3043223369403723729' title='7 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/3043223369403723729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/3043223369403723729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/04/quisera-ser-todo-para-ti.html' title='Quisera Ser  Todo Para Ti'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SejXNL17iaI/AAAAAAAAALI/Q-F38FgrdrI/s72-c/renacer.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-7415863517998150616</id><published>2009-04-16T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T10:37:58.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comentario  De  Un Corazón</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/Sedrj16pjQI/AAAAAAAAAK4/5lwzCw42Ylk/s1600-h/Pluma_escribierndo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325343347901566210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/Sedrj16pjQI/AAAAAAAAAK4/5lwzCw42Ylk/s320/Pluma_escribierndo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MI alma le dicta&lt;br /&gt;Lo que  siente ami corazón&lt;br /&gt;Y  este que es la pluma&lt;br /&gt;Que escribe fragmentos&lt;br /&gt;De dolor, tristeza y alegrías&lt;br /&gt;Pasiones vividas&lt;br /&gt;Que solo puede plasmar&lt;br /&gt;En una hoja de papel&lt;br /&gt;Con su tinta roja que son gotas&lt;br /&gt;Que brotan de  mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;Quien permite  dejar que el pincel&lt;br /&gt;Redacte todo mi sentir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/1574475060221023973-7415863517998150616?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/7415863517998150616/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=7415863517998150616' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/7415863517998150616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/7415863517998150616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/04/comentario-de-un-corazon.html' title='Comentario  De  Un Corazón'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/Sedrj16pjQI/AAAAAAAAAK4/5lwzCw42Ylk/s72-c/Pluma_escribierndo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-3224972419957995785</id><published>2009-04-14T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T11:39:23.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eres Mi Adición</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SeTXXixwXOI/AAAAAAAAAKw/wVbj5fz1Sgo/s1600-h/parejas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324617458931227874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 388px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SeTXXixwXOI/AAAAAAAAAKw/wVbj5fz1Sgo/s320/parejas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tu amor es  una adicción&lt;br /&gt;Con solo verte me haces sentir en las nubes&lt;br /&gt;Solo quiero una dosis de tus besos&lt;br /&gt;Para poder continuar el día&lt;br /&gt;Tan solo pensando en ti&lt;br /&gt;Y una sobre  dosis de tu  piel&lt;br /&gt; Por las noches para soñar solo contigo&lt;br /&gt;No  podré vivir sin ti&lt;br /&gt;Soy adicto a ti&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/1574475060221023973-3224972419957995785?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/3224972419957995785/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=3224972419957995785' title='10 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/3224972419957995785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/3224972419957995785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/04/eres-mi-adicion.html' title='Eres Mi Adición'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SeTXXixwXOI/AAAAAAAAAKw/wVbj5fz1Sgo/s72-c/parejas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-6144224429288438508</id><published>2009-04-05T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T12:56:59.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dolor  Del  Alma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SdkHKSzTqRI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Eu3PY5OG5EA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321292308142074130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 339px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 370px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SdkHKSzTqRI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Eu3PY5OG5EA/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me duele el alma al recordarte&lt;br /&gt; Me duele  ver tu retrato&lt;br /&gt;Me duelen los labios al pronunciar tu nombre&lt;br /&gt;Me duele hasta la piel por tus caricias que dejaste en el&lt;br /&gt;Me duelen las heridas que has dejado en mí&lt;br /&gt;Me duele sentirte lejos de mí&lt;br /&gt;Me duele haberte amado&lt;br /&gt;Me duele  saber que te estoy dejando de amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me duele  saber que  te estoy olvidando.&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/1574475060221023973-6144224429288438508?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/6144224429288438508/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=6144224429288438508' title='17 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/6144224429288438508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/6144224429288438508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/04/dolor-del-alma.html' title='Dolor  Del  Alma'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SdkHKSzTqRI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Eu3PY5OG5EA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-6545749598783607691</id><published>2009-04-01T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T11:55:52.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>El  Último  Beso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SdO35BZ-XqI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/V3w3vMb6inQ/s1600-h/Sensualidad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319797775112494754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SdO35BZ-XqI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/V3w3vMb6inQ/s320/Sensualidad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Este dolor tan grande&lt;br /&gt;Que me causaste al verte&lt;br /&gt;Tras  una luna de cristal&lt;br /&gt;En  un inmenso sueño&lt;br /&gt;Que nunca despertaras&lt;br /&gt;Porque alzaste tus alas al cielo&lt;br /&gt;Dejándome sola   &lt;br /&gt;Hundida  en este dolor&lt;br /&gt;De no poder tenerte más ami lado&lt;br /&gt;Sumida en  un mar de llanto&lt;br /&gt;Donde me estoy ahogando de dolor&lt;br /&gt;Te dejo el último beso&lt;br /&gt;Plasmado en una rosa blanca&lt;br /&gt;Para que  te acompañe&lt;br /&gt;Y no te sientas solo&lt;br /&gt;Adiós  adiós  mi amor&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/1574475060221023973-6545749598783607691?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/6545749598783607691/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=6545749598783607691' title='9 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/6545749598783607691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/6545749598783607691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/04/el-ultimo-beso.html' title='El  Último  Beso'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SdO35BZ-XqI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/V3w3vMb6inQ/s72-c/Sensualidad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-2206626447005151100</id><published>2009-03-28T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T11:04:10.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CUERPO  VACIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/Sc5cK5fD-pI/AAAAAAAAAKA/-k5qoLh7ZXY/s1600-h/alma%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318289552270686866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 356px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/Sc5cK5fD-pI/AAAAAAAAAKA/-k5qoLh7ZXY/s320/alma%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; No puedo seguir amando&lt;br /&gt;A una persona que no tiene&lt;br /&gt;Alma y corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque tú le entregaste &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A otra persona tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;Y tu alma murió&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es como estar al lado de un cadáver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que no siente nada&lt;br /&gt;Porque así quedaste tú&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entonces ya somos dos cadáveres&lt;br /&gt;Porque yo te entregue mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;Y mi alma murió&lt;br /&gt;Y mi cuerpo vacío quedo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/1574475060221023973-2206626447005151100?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/2206626447005151100/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=2206626447005151100' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/2206626447005151100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/2206626447005151100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/03/cuerpo-vacio.html' title='CUERPO  VACIO'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/Sc5cK5fD-pI/AAAAAAAAAKA/-k5qoLh7ZXY/s72-c/alma%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-6415973171381842009</id><published>2009-03-26T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T12:16:39.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOLEDAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/ScvQ0nkxH0I/AAAAAAAAAJw/Pg0FQi4TVH0/s1600-h/soledad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317573387435974466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/ScvQ0nkxH0I/AAAAAAAAAJw/Pg0FQi4TVH0/s320/soledad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;La soledad nos descubre&lt;br /&gt;Nuestra tristeza&lt;br /&gt;Y nos abriga&lt;br /&gt; Con los recuerdos&lt;br /&gt;Recuerdos que se vuelven&lt;br /&gt;Sonido de llanto en medio&lt;br /&gt;De la  oscuridad&lt;br /&gt;Llanto encadenado&lt;br /&gt;Con la tristeza y  soledad&lt;br /&gt;Queriendo salir en busca&lt;br /&gt;Del amor&lt;br /&gt;Mas el dolor es tan grande&lt;br /&gt;Que se hunde en el hoyo de la&lt;br /&gt;Soledad&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/1574475060221023973-6415973171381842009?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/6415973171381842009/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=6415973171381842009' title='10 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/6415973171381842009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/6415973171381842009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/03/soledad.html' title='SOLEDAD'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/ScvQ0nkxH0I/AAAAAAAAAJw/Pg0FQi4TVH0/s72-c/soledad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-4677947536724950726</id><published>2009-03-24T08:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T08:49:28.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No  Podre  Olvidarte</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/Scj8F0CHsyI/AAAAAAAAAJg/rM3w4ED5PSU/s1600-h/jxv.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316776536907952930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/Scj8F0CHsyI/AAAAAAAAAJg/rM3w4ED5PSU/s320/jxv.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me pides que te olvide&lt;br /&gt;Olvidarte no podré&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me pides que te borre de mi mente&lt;br /&gt;Seria como perder la razón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me pides que te saque de mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;Me  causarme la muerte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ni con la muerte &lt;br /&gt;Te podré olvidar&lt;br /&gt;Porque  después de la muerte&lt;br /&gt;Aun te seguiré amando &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;L@&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/1574475060221023973-4677947536724950726?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/4677947536724950726/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=4677947536724950726' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/4677947536724950726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/4677947536724950726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-podre-olvidarte.html' title='No  Podre  Olvidarte'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/Scj8F0CHsyI/AAAAAAAAAJg/rM3w4ED5PSU/s72-c/jxv.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-8300266174115747877</id><published>2009-03-14T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T11:05:28.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mujer  Madura</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/Sbvu9n_Hr2I/AAAAAAAAAJY/K0vXeWB4TYA/s1600-h/paar-fluestern.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313102927886790498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 357px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/Sbvu9n_Hr2I/AAAAAAAAAJY/K0vXeWB4TYA/s320/paar-fluestern.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Esa fragancia que ahora en mí perdura&lt;br /&gt;Desde aquella tarde tan caluroso&lt;br /&gt;Con solo recordar&lt;br /&gt;Siento mi cuerpo candente&lt;br /&gt;Se que sentiste mi calor &lt;br /&gt;Así como sentí tu sabor&lt;br /&gt;Haz removido mis sentidos de pasión&lt;br /&gt;Tan súbita  y calurosa aquella ocasión&lt;br /&gt;Mas ahora deseo repetir esa sensación &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mujer Madura &lt;br /&gt;Cabalgaste sobre mí&lt;br /&gt; Cual jinete en su caballo&lt;br /&gt; Y sentí tu piel de experiencia&lt;br /&gt; Recorrí  esos valles tan ansiados&lt;br /&gt; Tenía tanta sed&lt;br /&gt;Que pude beber todo tu licor&lt;br /&gt;Y me embriague&lt;br /&gt; Me llevaste al delirio&lt;br /&gt;Te adueñaste de mi combustión&lt;br /&gt; Aquella tarde nos fundimos&lt;br /&gt; Ambos de tanta pasión.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;L@ &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/1574475060221023973-8300266174115747877?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/8300266174115747877/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=8300266174115747877' title='11 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/8300266174115747877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/8300266174115747877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/03/mujer-madura.html' title='Mujer  Madura'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/Sbvu9n_Hr2I/AAAAAAAAAJY/K0vXeWB4TYA/s72-c/paar-fluestern.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-1382401502979182676</id><published>2009-03-12T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T09:12:59.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Muriendo  De  Dolor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/Sbku-ha2BuI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/RtncChSgrAU/s1600-h/m13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312328887117940450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/Sbku-ha2BuI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/RtncChSgrAU/s320/m13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Es difícil separar el alma del corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Porque no se puede vivir si no estan juntos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al saber  que ya no estaras mas ami lado&lt;br /&gt;Siento desfallecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y mi corazón esta  dejando  de latir&lt;br /&gt;Poco a poco&lt;br /&gt;Es tan grande el dolor&lt;br /&gt;Que estoy muriendo&lt;br /&gt;La vida ya no tiene sentido sin ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo quiero dormir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Y nunca despar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volare a otro rumbo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Donde tú  no pudras &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Volar conmigo&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/1574475060221023973-1382401502979182676?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/1382401502979182676/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=1382401502979182676' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/1382401502979182676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/1382401502979182676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/03/muriendo-de-dolor.html' title='Muriendo  De  Dolor'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/Sbku-ha2BuI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/RtncChSgrAU/s72-c/m13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-8454185334178764671</id><published>2009-03-06T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T09:55:03.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dulce  Beso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SbFc8cg4X1I/AAAAAAAAAJI/KwkQPKZLHiE/s1600-h/DULCE+BESO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310127629162536786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SbFc8cg4X1I/AAAAAAAAAJI/KwkQPKZLHiE/s320/DULCE+BESO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Aun puedo sentir tus labios&lt;br /&gt;Sobre  mis labios&lt;br /&gt; Y Tus besos dulce, tiernos&lt;br /&gt;Cierro mis ojos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Imagino&lt;br /&gt;Que me besas&lt;br /&gt;Abrí  un poco mis labios&lt;br /&gt;Para sentir tú saliva&lt;br /&gt;Envolviendo mi lengua&lt;br /&gt;El sabor a miel&lt;br /&gt;Esa miel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Que lleno todo mi cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;Con tus besos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Esos besos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Que jamas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Podre olvidar.&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/1574475060221023973-8454185334178764671?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/8454185334178764671/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=8454185334178764671' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/8454185334178764671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/8454185334178764671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/03/dulce-beso.html' title='Dulce  Beso'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SbFc8cg4X1I/AAAAAAAAAJI/KwkQPKZLHiE/s72-c/DULCE+BESO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-5809001275395248159</id><published>2009-03-06T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T09:08:30.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flor  Desojada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SbE6jiWpGqI/AAAAAAAAAJA/nkI0ASN85RM/s1600-h/belleza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310089817838131874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SbE6jiWpGqI/AAAAAAAAAJA/nkI0ASN85RM/s320/belleza.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Después  de una noche de pasión&lt;br /&gt;En que dos almas se unieron&lt;br /&gt;Y se entregaron totalmente&lt;br /&gt;Tan  solo quedo  el recuerdo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;  De unos cuantos pétalos de rosa&lt;br /&gt;Sobre la cama&lt;br /&gt;Y una rosa marchita&lt;br /&gt;Desojada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Así que de yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Después que me amaste&lt;br /&gt;Y al amanecer te fuiste&lt;br /&gt;Sin  decir nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&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/1574475060221023973-5809001275395248159?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/5809001275395248159/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=5809001275395248159' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/5809001275395248159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/5809001275395248159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/03/flor-desojada.html' title='Flor  Desojada'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SbE6jiWpGqI/AAAAAAAAAJA/nkI0ASN85RM/s72-c/belleza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-903401953876023230</id><published>2009-02-27T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T10:59:42.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me Enamore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SagpPek3jOI/AAAAAAAAAI4/7lKrLWuLkJY/s1600-h/0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307537506738605282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SagpPek3jOI/AAAAAAAAAI4/7lKrLWuLkJY/s320/0023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me enamore&lt;br /&gt;De tus labios, de tus ojos&lt;br /&gt;De tu sonrisa&lt;br /&gt;De tu piel&lt;br /&gt;De tus manos&lt;br /&gt;De tus caricias&lt;br /&gt;De tu carácter alegre&lt;br /&gt;Y  las tus locuras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Me hacías  sentir&lt;br /&gt;Libre de amar&lt;br /&gt; Podíamos hablar de todo&lt;br /&gt;Sin tabú&lt;br /&gt;Como buenos amigos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fue hermoso el tiempo&lt;br /&gt;Que estuvimos juntos&lt;br /&gt;Pero el amor es de dos&lt;br /&gt;Y no de uno&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora  eres solo un recuerdo bonito&lt;br /&gt;Que sucedió en su momento&lt;br /&gt;Porque ame todo lo bueno de ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/1574475060221023973-903401953876023230?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/903401953876023230/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=903401953876023230' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/903401953876023230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/903401953876023230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/02/me-enamore.html' title='Me Enamore'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SagpPek3jOI/AAAAAAAAAI4/7lKrLWuLkJY/s72-c/0023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-7987957239929108724</id><published>2009-02-24T11:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T11:17:36.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noche  Sin  Luna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SaRHNIAHbsI/AAAAAAAAAIw/7ppvh8iRico/s1600-h/sombras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306444551761129154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 377px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SaRHNIAHbsI/AAAAAAAAAIw/7ppvh8iRico/s320/sombras.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;En la inmensa oscuridad de la noche&lt;br /&gt;Busco una luz que alumbre mi vida&lt;br /&gt;Que me de una esperanza&lt;br /&gt;En mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;Dime donde estas mi amor&lt;br /&gt;Para  ir en busca de ti&lt;br /&gt;Y decirte  que te amo&lt;br /&gt;Y que me haces mucha  falta&lt;br /&gt;Que sin ti es  como una noche&lt;br /&gt;Sin luna&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/1574475060221023973-7987957239929108724?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/7987957239929108724/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=7987957239929108724' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/7987957239929108724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/7987957239929108724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/02/noche-sin-luna.html' title='Noche  Sin  Luna'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SaRHNIAHbsI/AAAAAAAAAIw/7ppvh8iRico/s72-c/sombras.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-1390974984778254151</id><published>2009-02-24T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T10:43:13.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Una  Lagrima  De  Alegria</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SaQ-Ft7j0vI/AAAAAAAAAIg/M34O1LUo9Yw/s1600-h/elegante.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306434528898962162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SaQ-Ft7j0vI/AAAAAAAAAIg/M34O1LUo9Yw/s320/elegante.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;uando   naciste  yo te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;speraba con mucha alegría  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;i supieras con cuanto cariño&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;l  verte en mis brazos una lagrima&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;ecorrió  mi rostro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;l ver que tenias un parecido a mi padre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt;niéndote  junto ami pecho dije&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;racias Dios Mio  me has dado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt;n hijo  que seguro será mi orgullo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;onreíste y abriste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;us ojos y al ver tus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;jos grandes te di un dulce beso &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/1574475060221023973-1390974984778254151?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/1390974984778254151/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=1390974984778254151' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/1390974984778254151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/1390974984778254151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/02/una-lagrima-de-alegria.html' title='Una  Lagrima  De  Alegria'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SaQ-Ft7j0vI/AAAAAAAAAIg/M34O1LUo9Yw/s72-c/elegante.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-8762608379987821764</id><published>2009-02-07T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T13:31:23.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>El  Amor a Los 40</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SY3o1n_htMI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ljb5plpxqWc/s1600-h/sabanas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300148344451085506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SY3o1n_htMI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ljb5plpxqWc/s320/sabanas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Un amor más apasionado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Con entrega y sin mentiras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Un amor maduro que entiende &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Las necesidades de su pareja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Y se adapta a su carácter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un amor libre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sin reclamos y sin presiones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Es más compresivo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No es  acosador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No es aburrido la relación&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Trata a su pareja con inteligencia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lo hace sentir que dependemos  de el&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No es así el depende de uno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Y nos desean mas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Porque somo como el vino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cuanto mas añejo mas rico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/1574475060221023973-8762608379987821764?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/8762608379987821764/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=8762608379987821764' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/8762608379987821764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/8762608379987821764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/02/el-amor-los-40.html' title='El  Amor a Los 40'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SY3o1n_htMI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ljb5plpxqWc/s72-c/sabanas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-6451620310352409668</id><published>2009-02-06T12:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T12:40:40.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AMISTAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SYyckgaCkMI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/vdwxTipVNbs/s1600-h/Amigos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299783012496609474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 393px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SYyckgaCkMI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/vdwxTipVNbs/s320/Amigos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;La amistad es un preciado tesoro&lt;br /&gt;Que se comparte con los amigos&lt;br /&gt;Un lazo de corazón y cariño que nos une&lt;br /&gt;A pesar de los años y de la distancia&lt;br /&gt;La a mistad es como un rayo de luz&lt;br /&gt;Que nos alumbra en medio de la oscuridad&lt;br /&gt;En  noches de penas y tristezas&lt;br /&gt;Es una bresca brisa  cuando estamos&lt;br /&gt;En momentos difíciles al recibir una llamada&lt;br /&gt;La amistad es una esperanza y una fuerza&lt;br /&gt;Que se refleja en nuestras vidas&lt;br /&gt;La amistad es lo que tenemos  tú y yo&lt;br /&gt;Gracias  por estar conmigo en mi soledad&lt;br /&gt;Y en mis momentos de alegría&lt;br /&gt;Tener amigos  es una bendición de Dios&lt;br /&gt;¡Brindemos por  la  amistad¡&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/1574475060221023973-6451620310352409668?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/6451620310352409668/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=6451620310352409668' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/6451620310352409668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/6451620310352409668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/02/amistad.html' title='AMISTAD'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SYyckgaCkMI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/vdwxTipVNbs/s72-c/Amigos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-2369916161065389356</id><published>2009-02-01T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T10:23:08.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Triste  Reencuetro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SYXIL7DgyiI/AAAAAAAAAII/8oqcPt7DsTA/s1600-h/005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297860643827796514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 473px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SYXIL7DgyiI/AAAAAAAAAII/8oqcPt7DsTA/s320/005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hoy al encontrarnos nuevamente&lt;br /&gt;Después de tanto tiempo sentí  una inmensa alegría&lt;br /&gt;Tenias una rosa en la mano y dijiste&lt;br /&gt;Una rosa para otra rosa&lt;br /&gt;Era la primera vez que vi una rosa tan bonita con pétalos&lt;br /&gt;Tan grandes  de una exquisita aroma&lt;br /&gt; Me distes un beso muy tierno&lt;br /&gt;Me sentí muy alagada&lt;br /&gt; Brindamos por el amor que aun sentimos&lt;br /&gt;Dijiste   te extrañe mucho mi amor&lt;br /&gt;Como quisiera retroceder el tiempo&lt;br /&gt;Cuando eras toda para mí&lt;br /&gt;Que pena el destino nos separo&lt;br /&gt;Ahora tenemos caminos distintos&lt;br /&gt;Pero aun te sigo queriendo&lt;br /&gt;Al salir de ese lugar maravilloso&lt;br /&gt;De donde no queríamos salir&lt;br /&gt;Te sentí muy triste&lt;br /&gt;Tus ojos se enrojecieron me abrazaste muy fuerte&lt;br /&gt;Me dijiste cuídate mucho mi amor te llamare&lt;br /&gt;Al verte partir&lt;br /&gt;Sentí un gran dolor&lt;br /&gt;Por que no se si tevolveré a ver&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/1574475060221023973-2369916161065389356?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/2369916161065389356/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=2369916161065389356' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/2369916161065389356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/2369916161065389356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/02/triste-reencuetro.html' title='Triste  Reencuetro'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SYXIL7DgyiI/AAAAAAAAAII/8oqcPt7DsTA/s72-c/005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-2115077931849568031</id><published>2009-01-30T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T11:25:04.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentimientos  De  Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SYNTMMYPLgI/AAAAAAAAAIA/r_70L-l-l8Y/s1600-h/dansa+en+una+rosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297169055664254466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 381px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SYNTMMYPLgI/AAAAAAAAAIA/r_70L-l-l8Y/s320/dansa+en+una+rosa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cuando sentimos amor&lt;br /&gt;Lo expresamos de diferentes formas&lt;br /&gt;Con una rosa roja&lt;br /&gt;En vestirse de rojo y seductor&lt;br /&gt;En llenar la alcoba  con muchas rosas&lt;br /&gt;Y regar  la  cama  los pétalos&lt;br /&gt;Suaves para una noche especial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con un beso apasionado&lt;br /&gt;Que nunca quisiéramos que termine&lt;br /&gt;Con  la mirada que decimos&lt;br /&gt;Cuanto amor hay dentro de uno&lt;br /&gt;Con las caricias que ofrecemos&lt;br /&gt;Y las caricias que recibimos&lt;br /&gt;Con un gestó tierno y sensual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo expresamos bailando&lt;br /&gt;Seductora  y coqueta&lt;br /&gt;Si estamos felices sonreímos&lt;br /&gt;Y cantamos  alegres&lt;br /&gt;Si estamos tristes  lloramos&lt;br /&gt;Y cantamos con dolor&lt;br /&gt;Que hasta quisiéramos morir&lt;br /&gt;Entregar nuestra vida&lt;br /&gt;Por  es amor  en ese instante.&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/1574475060221023973-2115077931849568031?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/2115077931849568031/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=2115077931849568031' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/2115077931849568031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/2115077931849568031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/01/sentimientos-de-amor.html' title='Sentimientos  De  Amor'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SYNTMMYPLgI/AAAAAAAAAIA/r_70L-l-l8Y/s72-c/dansa+en+una+rosa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-9052905425103040751</id><published>2009-01-26T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T06:51:09.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>El   ESPEJO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SX3L54hRTlI/AAAAAAAAAH4/W6DkMKXJyh0/s1600-h/el+espejo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295612932142485074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SX3L54hRTlI/AAAAAAAAAH4/W6DkMKXJyh0/s320/el+espejo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Hoy Al Verme   al espejo vi mis arrugas&lt;br /&gt;          Al  final de mis cejas&lt;br /&gt;             Y las canas que se asoman cada día más&lt;br /&gt;Y mi cuerpo ha cambiado un poco&lt;br /&gt;              Vi que los años pasaron y que me  juventud&lt;br /&gt;             Se  alejaba, pero mi carácter aun se mantiene&lt;br /&gt;       De ser alegre y jovial&lt;br /&gt;        En estos años que pasaron mantengo&lt;br /&gt;             Muchos recuerdos alegres, tristes y dolorosos&lt;br /&gt;      Quizás la tristeza hizo que se marcara&lt;br /&gt;        Las arrugas y mi cabello se pusieran canos&lt;br /&gt;       Pero hoy dije  al verme al espejo&lt;br /&gt;   Ya no más penas ni tristezas&lt;br /&gt;     La vida es una y hay que ver las cosas&lt;br /&gt;       Con alegría y mucho amor&lt;br /&gt;       Y doy gracias a Dios  por darme unos&lt;br /&gt;       Hermosos hijos  y una bella nieta.&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/1574475060221023973-9052905425103040751?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/9052905425103040751/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=9052905425103040751' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/9052905425103040751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/9052905425103040751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/01/el-espejo.html' title='El   ESPEJO'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SX3L54hRTlI/AAAAAAAAAH4/W6DkMKXJyh0/s72-c/el+espejo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-171131754461687544</id><published>2009-01-24T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T11:47:35.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noche De Luna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SXtsasBrUgI/AAAAAAAAAHo/xLaS1n_RG-U/s1600-h/luna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294944992654742018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 407px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SXtsasBrUgI/AAAAAAAAAHo/xLaS1n_RG-U/s320/luna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sentado en medio de la noche&lt;br /&gt;Le pregunto a la luna&lt;br /&gt;¿tu que estas en todas partes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sabes donde se encuentra mi amor?&lt;br /&gt;Y bajo la cabeza me pongo a llorar&lt;br /&gt;En ese momento escucho una voz&lt;br /&gt;Era el hada de la luna&lt;br /&gt;Que me dice tu amor esta cerca de ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; En tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;Nunca se ido  solo que no la puedes ver&lt;br /&gt;Ella esta junto ami&lt;br /&gt;Y me dice que te sigue amando&lt;br /&gt;Pero que no  estés  triste&lt;br /&gt;Por que ella   lloraría&lt;br /&gt;Y sus lágrimas se formarían  en lluvia&lt;br /&gt;Sientes el viento que rosa tu piel&lt;br /&gt;Pues es ella que te  esta abrazando fuerte&lt;br /&gt;Y al oído te dice que nunca te dejara&lt;br /&gt;Que siempre estará en tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/1574475060221023973-171131754461687544?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/171131754461687544/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=171131754461687544' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/171131754461687544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/171131754461687544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/01/noche-de-luna.html' title='Noche De Luna'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SXtsasBrUgI/AAAAAAAAAHo/xLaS1n_RG-U/s72-c/luna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-1974887288947271223</id><published>2009-01-24T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T10:51:04.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Te olvidaré</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SXti5z2vAZI/AAAAAAAAAHg/jefJp2Lc6Xo/s1600-h/imagen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SXti5z2vAZI/AAAAAAAAAHg/jefJp2Lc6Xo/s320/imagen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294934532215996818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Sabes amor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Sabía que no llegarías&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Lo presentía en el fondo de mi corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Pero se que te sacaré de mi corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Te  sacaré de mi alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Mi corazón herido sangrara &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Pero sanará  y se pondrá fuerte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Mis ojos ya no llorarán más por ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Por que estarán secos de tanto llorar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Y cuando tú decidas volver &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Tu amor será solo un recuerdo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Por que yo ya te habré olvidado &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/1574475060221023973-1974887288947271223?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/1974887288947271223/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=1974887288947271223' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/1974887288947271223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/1974887288947271223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/01/te-olvidar.html' title='Te olvidaré'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SXti5z2vAZI/AAAAAAAAAHg/jefJp2Lc6Xo/s72-c/imagen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-2009985359442077101</id><published>2009-01-22T10:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T11:00:27.404-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camino Sin Rumbo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SXjByDwdLyI/AAAAAAAAAHY/0kWk44bcN-w/s1600-h/portada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294194427720183586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SXjByDwdLyI/AAAAAAAAAHY/0kWk44bcN-w/s320/portada.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Camino y camino sin rumbo&lt;br /&gt;Con solo quererte en contarte&lt;br /&gt;Pasan los días  y no te hayo&lt;br /&gt;Pasan los días  y no te puedo encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Que difícil es estar sin ti&lt;br /&gt;Imagino en contarte&lt;br /&gt;Me miras sonríes y me dices&lt;br /&gt;Hola mi amor como has estado&lt;br /&gt;Sabes te he extrañado mucho&lt;br /&gt;Pero de pronto hubo un viento&lt;br /&gt;Fuerte que  sin querer cerré mis ojos&lt;br /&gt;Volví abrirlos ya no estabas&lt;br /&gt;Y sigo caminando hasta poder encontarate&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/1574475060221023973-2009985359442077101?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/2009985359442077101/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=2009985359442077101' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/2009985359442077101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/2009985359442077101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/01/camino-sin-rumbo.html' title='Camino Sin Rumbo'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SXjByDwdLyI/AAAAAAAAAHY/0kWk44bcN-w/s72-c/portada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-6613262029576194286</id><published>2009-01-18T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T11:03:56.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Te Apartes De  MI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SXN8iOxrgyI/AAAAAAAAAHI/lplClvZcQoc/s1600-h/no+te+apartes+de+mi+lado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292710914614330146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 369px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SXN8iOxrgyI/AAAAAAAAAHI/lplClvZcQoc/s320/no+te+apartes+de+mi+lado.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No te apartes de mi lado&lt;br /&gt;No me vuelvas a dejar&lt;br /&gt;No quiero sufrir más&lt;br /&gt;De  monos otra oportunidad&lt;br /&gt;Mi amor cubrirá tus heridas&lt;br /&gt;El amor no se ve en la belleza&lt;br /&gt;Si no en el alma&lt;br /&gt;Yo te amo con toda  el alma&lt;br /&gt;Tú eres todo para mí&lt;br /&gt;No te apartes de mi lado&lt;br /&gt;Volvamos intentarlo&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/1574475060221023973-6613262029576194286?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/6613262029576194286/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=6613262029576194286' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/6613262029576194286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/6613262029576194286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-te-apartes-de-mi.html' title='No Te Apartes De  MI'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SXN8iOxrgyI/AAAAAAAAAHI/lplClvZcQoc/s72-c/no+te+apartes+de+mi+lado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-933580083115576086</id><published>2009-01-17T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T10:25:23.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SENTIR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SXIgk_XJQoI/AAAAAAAAAG4/GTFndzhscfs/s1600-h/Tristeza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292328331969643138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 403px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SXIgk_XJQoI/AAAAAAAAAG4/GTFndzhscfs/s320/Tristeza.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Siento que la vida se me va&lt;br /&gt;Siento que el silencio se apodera de mí&lt;br /&gt;Siento que se hace larga los días cuando no te veo&lt;br /&gt;Siento que mi cuerpo se une al tuyo en mis sueños&lt;br /&gt;Siento tristeza cuando no escucho tu voz&lt;br /&gt;Siento que mi corazón se parte cuando no se nada de ti&lt;br /&gt;Siento que mi alma desfallece al verte y no me dices nada&lt;br /&gt;Siento caer mis lágrimas por mis mejillas cuando te muestras indiferente.&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/1574475060221023973-933580083115576086?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/933580083115576086/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=933580083115576086' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/933580083115576086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/933580083115576086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/01/sentir.html' title='SENTIR'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SXIgk_XJQoI/AAAAAAAAAG4/GTFndzhscfs/s72-c/Tristeza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-2626980034896235795</id><published>2009-01-17T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:22:40.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>El  Clamor  De  Una  Madre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SXIMJE-DVlI/AAAAAAAAAGw/kjvNq02pBsY/s1600-h/aki+ta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292305862206117458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SXIMJE-DVlI/AAAAAAAAAGw/kjvNq02pBsY/s320/aki+ta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Señor tú me bendecíste  con un hijo&lt;br /&gt;Maravilloso, para darle amor, confiaza,&lt;br /&gt;Seguridad, mi vida entera.&lt;br /&gt;Entonces ¿por que permitiste que tan&lt;br /&gt;Fácilmente cegaran la vida de mi hijo;&lt;br /&gt;Era  todo para mí&lt;br /&gt;¡Si era mi fuerza, mi esperanza ,&lt;br /&gt;Mi ilusión  mi vida ¡&lt;br /&gt;¡OH mi señor ¡ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Perdóname que te reclame,&lt;br /&gt;Pero es un clamor de madre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A tanta injusticia en este mundo&lt;br /&gt; ¿Por que? no meditan&lt;br /&gt;El daño que van a causar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Por  unas  pequeñas monedas&lt;br /&gt;Que no tienen el valor de una vida&lt;br /&gt;¡OH señor perdóname por reclamarte ¡&lt;br /&gt;Es el dolor que me embarga  y me quiebra el corazón&lt;br /&gt;Al ver perdido  a mi hijo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;¡Señor si no puedes&lt;br /&gt;Regresarlo entonces &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;¡ Llévame a su lado¡&lt;br /&gt;Dame la paz que necesita mi alma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;En este mundo de mar de llanto&lt;br /&gt; Por que es difícil continuar sola&lt;br /&gt;En esta vida, sin tener por quien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Segir viviendo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/1574475060221023973-2626980034896235795?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/2626980034896235795/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=2626980034896235795' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/2626980034896235795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/2626980034896235795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/01/el-clamor-de-una-madre.html' title='El  Clamor  De  Una  Madre'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SXIMJE-DVlI/AAAAAAAAAGw/kjvNq02pBsY/s72-c/aki+ta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-7393208437193192356</id><published>2009-01-10T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T09:51:19.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eres una mentira</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SWjf0LzPdnI/AAAAAAAAAGo/fv9Ev7nLY6o/s1600-h/289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 187px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SWjf0LzPdnI/AAAAAAAAAGo/fv9Ev7nLY6o/s320/289.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289723849960552050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Una vez más creí en ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Una vez más  me convenciste con tus palabras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Una  vez  más me ilusionaste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Una vez me lastimaste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Una vez más te burlaste de mi amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Una vez más me mentiste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Pero ya no volveré a creer en ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Porque  tú eres una mentira&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/1574475060221023973-7393208437193192356?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/7393208437193192356/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=7393208437193192356' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/7393208437193192356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/7393208437193192356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/01/eres-una-mentira.html' title='Eres una mentira'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SWjf0LzPdnI/AAAAAAAAAGo/fv9Ev7nLY6o/s72-c/289.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-8435650038445598710</id><published>2009-01-09T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T10:43:08.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ENAMORARSE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SWeZ7LeJ1TI/AAAAAAAAAGg/KbsDH9inE8I/s1600-h/amor+azul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289365529340532018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SWeZ7LeJ1TI/AAAAAAAAAGg/KbsDH9inE8I/s320/amor+azul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Enamorarse es hermoso&lt;br /&gt;El día  todo se vuelve de colores&lt;br /&gt;Como el arco iris&lt;br /&gt;Tenemos la sonrisa a flor de labios&lt;br /&gt;Al caminar juntos de la mano&lt;br /&gt;Sentimos las fragancias de las flores&lt;br /&gt;Escuchamos los cánticos de las golondrinas&lt;br /&gt;Todo es como un paraíso&lt;br /&gt;Y los atardeceres son bellos&lt;br /&gt;Por que al caer el sol&lt;br /&gt;Siguen la magia de los colores&lt;br /&gt;El anochecer romántica&lt;br /&gt;Maravilloso&lt;br /&gt;Con  la luz de la luna&lt;br /&gt;Teniendo   dulces sueños&lt;br /&gt;Compartidos con la  persona amada&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/1574475060221023973-8435650038445598710?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/8435650038445598710/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=8435650038445598710' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/8435650038445598710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/8435650038445598710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/01/enamorarse.html' title='ENAMORARSE'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SWeZ7LeJ1TI/AAAAAAAAAGg/KbsDH9inE8I/s72-c/amor+azul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-9194769951131764003</id><published>2009-01-08T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T11:44:26.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MI DULCE NIÑA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SWZTfrT-64I/AAAAAAAAAGY/Ja0zs8tnkc4/s1600-h/carolina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289006616060816258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 396px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SWZTfrT-64I/AAAAAAAAAGY/Ja0zs8tnkc4/s320/carolina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dulce niña engreída e&lt;br /&gt;   Inteligente, llegaste&lt;br /&gt;A  mi vida y te recibí con mucho amor&lt;br /&gt;Nunca pienses que no te quiero&lt;br /&gt;Algún día comprenderás lo mucho que te amo mi bebe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando tengas hijos y lo&lt;br /&gt;Ames como yo a ti&lt;br /&gt;Recordaras y dirás&lt;br /&gt;OH cuanto me quiso mí&lt;br /&gt;Linda  madre  &lt;br /&gt;Inteligentemente&lt;br /&gt;Nos enseño hacer responsables y nos&lt;br /&gt;Amo  mucho a los tres&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/1574475060221023973-9194769951131764003?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/9194769951131764003/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=9194769951131764003' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/9194769951131764003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/9194769951131764003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/01/mi-dulce-nia.html' title='MI DULCE NIÑA'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SWZTfrT-64I/AAAAAAAAAGY/Ja0zs8tnkc4/s72-c/carolina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-1510477635379770727</id><published>2009-01-08T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T08:31:50.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>La  Magia De Tus  Besos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SWYpw4PDmyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Qva8ngAg9NM/s1600-h/besos5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288960732099222306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 409px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SWYpw4PDmyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Qva8ngAg9NM/s320/besos5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Tengo sed de tus besos&lt;br /&gt;Quiero  besarte desesperadamente&lt;br /&gt;Y darte miles y miles de besos&lt;br /&gt;Apasionados&lt;br /&gt;Cuando me besas es como&lt;br /&gt;Si volara en el espacio&lt;br /&gt;Tus labios y los míos&lt;br /&gt;Hacen una magia maravillosa&lt;br /&gt;Pareciera que se uniera&lt;br /&gt;El sol y el Mar al atardecer&lt;br /&gt;Al juntarse nuestros labios&lt;br /&gt;Dos labios que se unen&lt;br /&gt;Llenos de amor&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/1574475060221023973-1510477635379770727?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/1510477635379770727/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=1510477635379770727' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/1510477635379770727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/1510477635379770727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/01/la-magia-de-tus-besos.html' title='La  Magia De Tus  Besos'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SWYpw4PDmyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Qva8ngAg9NM/s72-c/besos5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-1599220839965030472</id><published>2009-01-07T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T11:07:12.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MADRE  E  HIJO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SWT2QxDozGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/b7YUWuxcPsY/s1600-h/Madre_e_hijo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288622630346738786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 413px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 346px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SWT2QxDozGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/b7YUWuxcPsY/s320/Madre_e_hijo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Te fuiste de mi lado tan joven apenas 20 años&lt;br /&gt;A  buscar suerte en tierras ajenas&lt;br /&gt;De  diferentes costumbres&lt;br /&gt;Regresaste después de un tiempo y te&lt;br /&gt;Volviste Air diciendo que volverías pronto&lt;br /&gt;Han pasado 17 años y no he vuelto a ver&lt;br /&gt;Me enviaste  unas fotos&lt;br /&gt;Has cambiado mi niño amado ya eres todo un hombre&lt;br /&gt;Pero yo te sigo viendo en mi corazón como aquel joven&lt;br /&gt;Que se fue por primera vez de mi lado&lt;br /&gt;Todos  los días le ruego a Dios que te cuide y te proteja                                                                                                              &lt;br /&gt;Con lágrimas en mis ojos&lt;br /&gt;Ya me siento muy cansada mi cuerpo esta agotado&lt;br /&gt; Tal  vez por los años que han pasado&lt;br /&gt;Estoy llena de arrugas y mi cabello esta llenos de canas&lt;br /&gt;No se cuanto tiempo resista mi cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;Solo le pido a dios que me mantenga con vida&lt;br /&gt;Para seguir esperando el día que puedas venir a verme&lt;br /&gt;Pero quiero que recuerdes esta canción que siempre lo canto&lt;br /&gt;Es una inspiración que me nació del alma&lt;br /&gt;Para  ti hijo mío.&lt;br /&gt;Hay mi palomita mi palimita blanca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Alzo sua  alas y se fue volando, volando  lejos&lt;br /&gt;Talvez cuando regrese ya no encontrara su nido&lt;br /&gt;Si  la muerte me lleva antes que llegues&lt;br /&gt;Te pido perdón por que no será mi voluntad&lt;br /&gt;Si  no la voluntad de Dios&lt;br /&gt;                                                                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&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/1574475060221023973-1599220839965030472?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/1599220839965030472/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=1599220839965030472' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/1599220839965030472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/1599220839965030472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2009/01/madre-e-hijo.html' title='MADRE  E  HIJO'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SWT2QxDozGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/b7YUWuxcPsY/s72-c/Madre_e_hijo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-176129943887147831</id><published>2008-12-29T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T10:50:17.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recuerdos  De  Navidad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SVkXuASmz-I/AAAAAAAAAFo/F1yyv5prSzE/s1600-h/fondo-arbol-de-navidad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285281716815450082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 406px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SVkXuASmz-I/AAAAAAAAAFo/F1yyv5prSzE/s320/fondo-arbol-de-navidad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hace unos años atrás, la navidad  en la casa de mis padres&lt;br /&gt;Eran hermosos, por que estábamos los siete hermanos&lt;br /&gt; Todos nos reuníamos&lt;br /&gt;Cada uno  con su familia,  mis padres se sentían felices&lt;br /&gt;Porque  la casa esta llenaba, la sala el comedor  y hasta los pasillos&lt;br /&gt;Éramos una familia grande y muy unida, las risas  de los niños&lt;br /&gt;Al  correr por los pasillos asían  tremendo ruido.&lt;br /&gt;La mesa grande  adornado de velas, flores, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Copas el tradicional Champagne de noche buena&lt;br /&gt;El pavo horneado con relleno, con una riquísima  ensalada&lt;br /&gt;Rusa, los panteones y los tamales.&lt;br /&gt;Todo listo esperando que llegue ser las doce de la noche &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Para Abrasarnos con mucho amor&lt;br /&gt;Y hacer el brindis y deseándonos  lo mejor para todos.&lt;br /&gt;La casa era llena de luces que reflejaba&lt;br /&gt;Una inmensa felicidad.&lt;br /&gt;Falleció mi padre  y mi hermano las cosas cambiaron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; La familia Poco a Poco se estaban alejando por diferentes motivos.&lt;br /&gt;Mis hermanos  celebran la navidad en sus casas con sus hijos&lt;br /&gt;Ahora ya no se celebra  la navidad en esa casa que abrigaban&lt;br /&gt; A una gran  familia&lt;br /&gt;Llegan  las doce todo silencioso, oscuro  no hay nadie todos hemos salido&lt;br /&gt;Solo quedan recuerdos alegres y tristes.&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/1574475060221023973-176129943887147831?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/176129943887147831/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=176129943887147831' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/176129943887147831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/176129943887147831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2008/12/recuerdos-de-navidad.html' title='Recuerdos  De  Navidad'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SVkXuASmz-I/AAAAAAAAAFo/F1yyv5prSzE/s72-c/fondo-arbol-de-navidad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-6297815064165704556</id><published>2008-12-26T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T09:46:06.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Un Boceto De Ti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SVUXyY_4ZyI/AAAAAAAAAFg/U6FfrvvKNEg/s1600-h/0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284155892260431650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 388px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SVUXyY_4ZyI/AAAAAAAAAFg/U6FfrvvKNEg/s320/0023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; En mi mente hay un boceto de ti&lt;br /&gt;De tu semblante dulce y tierna&lt;br /&gt;De tu piel trigeña&lt;br /&gt;De tus ojos claros color caramelo&lt;br /&gt;Mirándome con deseos&lt;br /&gt;De tus labios con una sonrisa seductora&lt;br /&gt;Del color de tu cabello&lt;br /&gt;Asomándose algunas canas&lt;br /&gt;De tus brazos fuertes&lt;br /&gt;Dándome  seguridad&lt;br /&gt;Tus manos acariciándome&lt;br /&gt;El cabello diciéndome que me quieres&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En mi mente tengo un boceto de ti&lt;br /&gt;Con gesto de felicidad&lt;br /&gt;De  tus ojos que me hicieron renacer&lt;br /&gt;De tus labios que al besarme&lt;br /&gt;Calmaron mi sed de amor&lt;br /&gt;De tus manos que me llevan&lt;br /&gt;A un nuevo destino&lt;br /&gt;De lo que nunca viví&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/1574475060221023973-6297815064165704556?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/6297815064165704556/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=6297815064165704556' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/6297815064165704556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/6297815064165704556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2008/12/un-boceto-de-ti.html' title='Un Boceto De Ti'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SVUXyY_4ZyI/AAAAAAAAAFg/U6FfrvvKNEg/s72-c/0023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-5174623338455618880</id><published>2008-12-25T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T11:16:47.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Un Amor Que Solo Termino En Un Sueño</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283807055220105346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 431px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SVPahZwY4II/AAAAAAAAAFY/LpduhDixEH0/s320/sue%C3%B1o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cuando nos conocimos hicimos  muchos planes&lt;br /&gt;De que seria hermoso ese día que nos veríamos&lt;br /&gt;Al llamarme y decirme amor  mañana seria el día&lt;br /&gt;Especial que tanto estábamos esperando&lt;br /&gt;Que por fin nos encontraríamos  pero no&lt;br /&gt;Pudiste se te complico  tuviste un reunión  de trabajo&lt;br /&gt;Lo dejamos para otro día&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero era tanto el deseo de  los dos de estar juntos&lt;br /&gt;Y cuando tú tuviste tiempo yo no pude&lt;br /&gt;¿No se que pensar  tal vez será el destino&lt;br /&gt;De que no quiso que nos encontráramos?&lt;br /&gt;El día que tenias que viajar te llame todo el día&lt;br /&gt;Y estaba apagado tú móvil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con forme pasaba las horas me desesperaba&lt;br /&gt;Y decía ¡Dios mío que no se valla¡  antes de poder verlo&lt;br /&gt;Tan solo quiero darle un abrazo fuerte, decirle feliz viaje,&lt;br /&gt;Feliz navidad  y  un venturoso año nuevo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las horas pasaban  y la angustia  de no saber nada de ti&lt;br /&gt;No podía comunicarme  en tu móvil  solo escuchaba deja tu mensaje&lt;br /&gt;Al ver la hora de tu partida  cerré mis ojos   un dolor muy grande&lt;br /&gt;Sentí en mi corazón   dos  lagrimas recorrió mi rostro y con voz&lt;br /&gt;Quebrada  por  el dolor  que sentía  apenas pude decir  muy quedo&lt;br /&gt;Feliz viaje cariño mío&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquel amor…aquella ilusión…que termino solo en un sueño&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SVPahZwY4II/AAAAAAAAAFY/LpduhDixEH0/s1600-h/sue%C3%B1o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/1574475060221023973-5174623338455618880?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/5174623338455618880/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=5174623338455618880' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/5174623338455618880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/5174623338455618880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2008/12/un-amor-que-solo-termino-en-un-sueo.html' title='Un Amor Que Solo Termino En Un Sueño'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SVPahZwY4II/AAAAAAAAAFY/LpduhDixEH0/s72-c/sue%C3%B1o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-8897140553056568926</id><published>2008-12-19T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T08:33:36.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soñando  Contigo</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281538635077355458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 386px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SUvLZ-NJh8I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/nHLx578RJx4/s320/ngelpn9.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Dormida en mi cama&lt;br /&gt;Siento que mi alma&lt;br /&gt;Sale de mi cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;Se pone alas y vuelo&lt;br /&gt;Donde estas tu&lt;br /&gt;Ingrese a tu alcoba&lt;br /&gt;Te veo dormido Siento respirar&lt;br /&gt;Me recuesto a tu lado&lt;br /&gt;Te doy un beso en tus labios&lt;br /&gt;No me puedes sentir&lt;br /&gt;Ni  me puedes ver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me introduzco en tus sueños&lt;br /&gt;Para que me puedas ver&lt;br /&gt;Al verme me sonríes&lt;br /&gt;Y me dices te estaba esperando&lt;br /&gt;Por que tardaste amor&lt;br /&gt;Me das un beso&lt;br /&gt;Me abrazas y caminamos&lt;br /&gt;Juntos por un sendero muy largo.&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/1574475060221023973-8897140553056568926?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/8897140553056568926/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=8897140553056568926' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/8897140553056568926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/8897140553056568926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2008/12/soando-contigo.html' title='Soñando  Contigo'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SUvLZ-NJh8I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/nHLx578RJx4/s72-c/ngelpn9.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-4559987861244782351</id><published>2008-12-18T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T10:34:19.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pasiones  Intensas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SUqVxVSmRhI/AAAAAAAAAFI/8IcjUwbYfE8/s1600-h/fantasias.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281198187806606866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SUqVxVSmRhI/AAAAAAAAAFI/8IcjUwbYfE8/s320/fantasias.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Juventud inquieta, hermosa&lt;br /&gt;Llena de alegría y pasión&lt;br /&gt;Cubres mi cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;Con tu piel tersa y fuerte&lt;br /&gt;Me haces galopar tan rápido&lt;br /&gt;Que  tu piel suda tanto&lt;br /&gt;Hasta formar una laguna de placer&lt;br /&gt;Me resbalo entre tus brazos,&lt;br /&gt;En tus caricias y en tus labios&lt;br /&gt;Galopamos hasta llegar&lt;br /&gt;Lo más lejos del placer&lt;br /&gt;Que se pueda sentir&lt;br /&gt;Haces renacer mi piel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Llenas de alegría mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;Hasta el punto de sentirme&lt;br /&gt;Joven como tú.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/1574475060221023973-4559987861244782351?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/4559987861244782351/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=4559987861244782351' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/4559987861244782351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/4559987861244782351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2008/12/pasiones-intensas.html' title='Pasiones  Intensas'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SUqVxVSmRhI/AAAAAAAAAFI/8IcjUwbYfE8/s72-c/fantasias.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-5419761525686976793</id><published>2008-11-25T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T11:16:57.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nunca  Me  Amaste</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SSxOdk8A0EI/AAAAAAAAAFA/mrxjjVw6fpk/s1600-h/oceano5.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272675533782569026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 386px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SSxOdk8A0EI/AAAAAAAAAFA/mrxjjVw6fpk/s320/oceano5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Te amo tanto mi amor&lt;br /&gt;Te pregunto si me amas&lt;br /&gt;Y te quedas callado&lt;br /&gt;Y solo llegas a decir&lt;br /&gt;Te juro que te quiero&lt;br /&gt;Mucho mi amor&lt;br /&gt;Te digo te amo&lt;br /&gt;Me contestas lo se&lt;br /&gt;Nunca pudiste decirme te amo&lt;br /&gt;Yo te entregue todo de mí&lt;br /&gt;Tú eras todo para mí&lt;br /&gt;Mi amor fue puro&lt;br /&gt;¿Que paso mi amor?&lt;br /&gt;¿Por que nunca pudiste amarme?&lt;br /&gt;Ahora  bienes y me dices&lt;br /&gt;Que nos demos tiempo&lt;br /&gt;Será  mejor para los dos&lt;br /&gt;Acaba con esto&lt;br /&gt;Solo estas alargando mi agonía&lt;br /&gt;No  tienes el valor de decirme&lt;br /&gt;Que amas a otra&lt;br /&gt;No es fácil para mí&lt;br /&gt;Espero que mas tarde no te arrepientes&lt;br /&gt;Al dejarme por otra.&lt;br /&gt;Ama quien te ama&lt;br /&gt;No  ha quien te ilusiona.&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/1574475060221023973-5419761525686976793?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/5419761525686976793/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=5419761525686976793' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/5419761525686976793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/5419761525686976793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2008/11/nunca-me-amaste.html' title='Nunca  Me  Amaste'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SSxOdk8A0EI/AAAAAAAAAFA/mrxjjVw6fpk/s72-c/oceano5.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-5787308395582007280</id><published>2008-11-17T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T09:27:45.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Se Acabo  El  Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269678885091734626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SSGpBqpE9GI/AAAAAAAAAE4/BtAOa_7CTBY/s320/2_1_2933_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;La verdad no se por volvimos&lt;br /&gt;Todo ha cambiado&lt;br /&gt;Tanto tu y yo&lt;br /&gt;Ya   no sentimos lo mismo&lt;br /&gt;El amor se acabo&lt;br /&gt;Solo es costumbre  y el temor&lt;br /&gt;De quedarnos solos&lt;br /&gt;Te tengo mucho cariño pero nada más&lt;br /&gt;Será por los años que vimos&lt;br /&gt;Y por los hijos que tuvimos&lt;br /&gt;Ya dejémonos de fingir&lt;br /&gt;Que todo esta bien&lt;br /&gt;Quedemos como amigos&lt;br /&gt;Por el amor de nuestros hijos&lt;br /&gt;Ellos sabrán entender&lt;br /&gt;Que solo queda una gran amistad.&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&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/1574475060221023973-5787308395582007280?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/5787308395582007280/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=5787308395582007280' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/5787308395582007280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/5787308395582007280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2008/11/se-acabo-el-amor.html' title='Se Acabo  El  Amor'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SSGpBqpE9GI/AAAAAAAAAE4/BtAOa_7CTBY/s72-c/2_1_2933_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-2708436105205654607</id><published>2008-11-16T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T09:45:35.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Te  Perdi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SSBTEiczyQI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1EZfbHmiFxk/s1600-h/LLANTO+Y+ROSA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269302901455702274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SSBTEiczyQI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1EZfbHmiFxk/s320/LLANTO+Y+ROSA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Estuve luchando&lt;br /&gt;Contra viento y marea&lt;br /&gt;Para conservar tu amor&lt;br /&gt; Te sentía aun mío&lt;br /&gt;Sentía tu cariño&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez que me llamabas&lt;br /&gt;Me decías te deseo y te extraño&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora te siento muy triste&lt;br /&gt;Distante y diferente&lt;br /&gt;Ya no eres el mismo de antes&lt;br /&gt;De nada me sirvió&lt;br /&gt;Seguir luchando sola&lt;br /&gt;No quise darme cuenta&lt;br /&gt;Que ya dejaste de pertenecerme&lt;br /&gt;Y  hace un buen rato&lt;br /&gt;Ya no me quieres ni sientes deseos más de mí&lt;br /&gt;Se feliz con la persona que amas&lt;br /&gt;Ya no insistiré más con esta lucha&lt;br /&gt;Te amo tanto y te perdí&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/1574475060221023973-2708436105205654607?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/2708436105205654607/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=2708436105205654607' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/2708436105205654607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/2708436105205654607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2008/11/te-perdi.html' title='Te  Perdi'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SSBTEiczyQI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1EZfbHmiFxk/s72-c/LLANTO+Y+ROSA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-6184270522717874753</id><published>2008-11-05T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T11:38:29.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Un Amor Duradero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265258665024787458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SRH02_tZlAI/AAAAAAAAAEo/hv4AAfjGDno/s320/AMOR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Amor cuanto tiempo ha pasado&lt;br /&gt;Mas de 20 años y aun&lt;br /&gt;Gracias a Dios seguimos juntos&lt;br /&gt;El amor de nuestros 3 hijos&lt;br /&gt;Nos da la fuerza para seguir&lt;br /&gt;Luchando en esta vida&lt;br /&gt;Ahora somos abuelos&lt;br /&gt;De una hermosa bebita&lt;br /&gt;Y gracias a ella estamos&lt;br /&gt;Más unidos&lt;br /&gt;Te quiero mucho mi amor&lt;br /&gt;Ya falta poco para&lt;br /&gt;Nuestra boda de plata&lt;br /&gt;Y ese día será hermoso&lt;br /&gt;Por que afirmaremos&lt;br /&gt;Ante Dios una vez más&lt;br /&gt;El gran amor que nos une&lt;br /&gt;Diciendo una vez más&lt;br /&gt;Hasta que la muerte nos separe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1574475060221023973-6184270522717874753?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/6184270522717874753/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=6184270522717874753' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/6184270522717874753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/6184270522717874753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2008/11/un-amor-duradero.html' title='Un Amor Duradero'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SRH02_tZlAI/AAAAAAAAAEo/hv4AAfjGDno/s72-c/AMOR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-8411993652470760231</id><published>2008-10-23T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T16:14:26.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LA PROMESA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SQEEV7Ei2DI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FAS3k4jejjU/s1600-h/la_promesa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260490614425966642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 349px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SQEEV7Ei2DI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FAS3k4jejjU/s320/la_promesa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hoy prometí que no voy a pensar más en ti,&lt;br /&gt;Por que si pienso  me  pongo muy triste&lt;br /&gt;Y me viene una nostalgia&lt;br /&gt;Al recordar momentos que pasamos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prometí que no voy a dedicarte&lt;br /&gt;Un solo espacio en mis ideas,&lt;br /&gt;Que pasó contigo  corazón,&lt;br /&gt;Volviste a recordar&lt;br /&gt;Los momentos inolvidables&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prometí que voy a olvidarte,&lt;br /&gt;Aunque sé que es imposible,&lt;br /&gt;Olvidarte al recordarme siempre de ti&lt;br /&gt;Aun que pasen los años&lt;br /&gt;Siempre recordare los momentos felices&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/1574475060221023973-8411993652470760231?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/8411993652470760231/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=8411993652470760231' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/8411993652470760231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/8411993652470760231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2008/10/la-promesa.html' title='LA PROMESA'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SQEEV7Ei2DI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FAS3k4jejjU/s72-c/la_promesa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-4446151576843569558</id><published>2008-10-23T14:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T15:06:25.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LE ROGARE A DIOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SQDzdUeXPgI/AAAAAAAAAEY/f_uSchmy4aQ/s1600-h/moca-orando.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260472049806556674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SQDzdUeXPgI/AAAAAAAAAEY/f_uSchmy4aQ/s320/moca-orando.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Si me ibas a dejar por que esperaste &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tanto tiempo ha que me enamore mas de ti &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Le rogare a Dios que me ayude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A no pensar en ti y calmar este dolor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Que me causaste &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ha que mis ojos solo te puedan ver como amigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Que mis labios puedan pronuncien tu nombre Como amigo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Que mis brazos  te puedan abrazar como un amigo mas&lt;br /&gt;Como Dios es tan bondadoso se que me ayudara a lograrlo&lt;br /&gt;Al escribirte mis ojos se nublan, mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;Se quiebra Y digo Dios ¿Por que?          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Si lo único que hice es amarlo, que no hice o que me falto&lt;br /&gt;Mi pecado es amarte&lt;br /&gt;Mi agonía es no poderte&lt;br /&gt;Tenerte más a mi lado&lt;br /&gt;Seguiré pidiendo Dios&lt;br /&gt;Cada segundo, cada minuto, cada día hora&lt;br /&gt;Pueda dejarte de amar&lt;br /&gt;Pero será imposible&lt;br /&gt;Tan solo te diré &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Que te estare esperare&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/1574475060221023973-4446151576843569558?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/4446151576843569558/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=4446151576843569558' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/4446151576843569558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/4446151576843569558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2008/10/le-rogare-dios.html' title='LE ROGARE A DIOS'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SQDzdUeXPgI/AAAAAAAAAEY/f_uSchmy4aQ/s72-c/moca-orando.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-301068576967044642</id><published>2008-10-04T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T11:39:21.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Un Atardecer Mágico</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SOewTjyeJdI/AAAAAAAAAEA/xqnUeb_JGHo/s1600-h/TRISTE+ATAR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253361340421907922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SOewTjyeJdI/AAAAAAAAAEA/xqnUeb_JGHo/s320/TRISTE+ATAR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Como olvidar lo que sentimos&lt;br /&gt;Tanto tiempo amándonos&lt;br /&gt;Como olvidar esa tarde en la playa&lt;br /&gt;Y ver como se ocultaba el sol&lt;br /&gt;Era tan hermoso  que mis ojos&lt;br /&gt;Se  llenaron de lágrimas al ver&lt;br /&gt;Tanta belleza  de la naturaleza&lt;br /&gt;Donde en ese instante&lt;br /&gt;Se une el sol y la luna&lt;br /&gt;Dando lugar a la noche&lt;br /&gt;Tan   solo escuchar el ruido de las olas&lt;br /&gt;Y una vela alumbraba la habitación&lt;br /&gt;Al  acariciarme y besarme todo se reflejaba&lt;br /&gt;En las sobras éramos  tan felices&lt;br /&gt;No queríamos que se termine esa maguia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Como olvidar tantas  cosas que pasamos juntos&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/1574475060221023973-301068576967044642?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/301068576967044642/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=301068576967044642' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/301068576967044642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/301068576967044642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2008/10/un-atardecer-mgico.html' title='Un Atardecer Mágico'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SOewTjyeJdI/AAAAAAAAAEA/xqnUeb_JGHo/s72-c/TRISTE+ATAR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-6526238468260694559</id><published>2008-10-04T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T09:51:24.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dejate LLevar Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SOebekwJVPI/AAAAAAAAAD4/85KKOg7L5HY/s1600-h/NO1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253338439914968306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="199" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SOebekwJVPI/AAAAAAAAAD4/85KKOg7L5HY/s320/NO1.gif" width="136" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Déjate llevar a la pasión&lt;br /&gt;Y a la entrega total de tu cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;Entrégate a mí por completo&lt;br /&gt;No te sientas mal al dejar salir&lt;br /&gt;Esa fiera que esta dentro de ti&lt;br /&gt;Abócate a mí, siente el placer&lt;br /&gt;De mi cuerpo desbordando esa&lt;br /&gt;Pasión en ti&lt;br /&gt;Donde la noche esta puesta&lt;br /&gt;Para nosotros  y la luna brilla&lt;br /&gt;Y deja ver la sombra de nuestros&lt;br /&gt;Cuerpos que se enredan de placer&lt;br /&gt;Intenso&lt;br /&gt;Deja que fluya toda y entrégate&lt;br /&gt;Totalmente que la noche es nuestra&lt;br /&gt;Y no importa el mañana. &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/1574475060221023973-6526238468260694559?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/6526238468260694559/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=6526238468260694559' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/6526238468260694559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/6526238468260694559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2008/10/dejate-llevar-amor.html' title='Dejate LLevar Amor'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SOebekwJVPI/AAAAAAAAAD4/85KKOg7L5HY/s72-c/NO1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-2224236769853296963</id><published>2008-10-03T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T14:12:54.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tu Amor se fue como las Olas del Mar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SOaB7vXYmoI/AAAAAAAAADw/nG3Zmcna6B0/s1600-h/Tristeza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253028878701075074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SOaB7vXYmoI/AAAAAAAAADw/nG3Zmcna6B0/s320/Tristeza.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;El dolor que sentí al saber que ya no me querías&lt;br /&gt;Por un instante quise quitarme la vida&lt;br /&gt;Y camine hasta un precipicio para lanzarme al mar&lt;br /&gt;Vi como el mar con sus olas suaves  me&lt;br /&gt;Invitaba a mojarme&lt;br /&gt;Entonces las gaviotas pasaron haciendo ruido&lt;br /&gt;A buscar refugio por que estaba oscureciendo&lt;br /&gt;Las olas van y vienen&lt;br /&gt;Las aves van y vienen&lt;br /&gt;Entonces comprendí que el amor&lt;br /&gt;Va y vienen&lt;br /&gt;Así fuiste tú&lt;br /&gt; Llegaste y después te fuiste&lt;br /&gt;Como las olas del mar&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/1574475060221023973-2224236769853296963?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/2224236769853296963/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=2224236769853296963' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/2224236769853296963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/2224236769853296963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2008/10/tu-amor-se-fue-como-las-olas-del-mar.html' title='Tu Amor se fue como las Olas del Mar'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SOaB7vXYmoI/AAAAAAAAADw/nG3Zmcna6B0/s72-c/Tristeza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-2070629050724121463</id><published>2008-10-03T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T12:45:12.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GRACIAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253015254163123282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SOZ1isAZ7FI/AAAAAAAAADo/hursirFADxg/s320/GRACIAS.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Gracias por ser el puente&lt;br /&gt;Al encuentro de la dicha&lt;br /&gt;Y  la  felicidad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracias por sacarme&lt;br /&gt;Del hoyo de donde&lt;br /&gt;Me encontraba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracias por ilusionarme,&lt;br /&gt;Gracias por ser tú;&lt;br /&gt;Gracias por ayudarme&lt;br /&gt;Y darme fuerzas para seguir&lt;br /&gt;Y dejarme en el mar de la&lt;br /&gt;Conjunción&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eres y serás siempre&lt;br /&gt;El ancla entre el verano&lt;br /&gt;Y el invierno, por que&lt;br /&gt;No se si te tendré&lt;br /&gt;Algún día&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora soy solo un eco&lt;br /&gt;Del prado, un gesto olvidado &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero una vez mas gracias&lt;br /&gt;Por ser la fortaleza de mi interior&lt;br /&gt;Y la expulsión al amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SOZ1isAZ7FI/AAAAAAAAADo/hursirFADxg/s1600-h/GRACIAS.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&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/1574475060221023973-2070629050724121463?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/2070629050724121463/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=2070629050724121463' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/2070629050724121463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/2070629050724121463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2008/10/gracias.html' title='GRACIAS'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SOZ1isAZ7FI/AAAAAAAAADo/hursirFADxg/s72-c/GRACIAS.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-6001123967407261002</id><published>2008-10-03T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T11:48:37.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sin ti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SOZoOxPqIdI/AAAAAAAAADY/nT_0p6gX_pw/s1600-h/SOLA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253000618320732626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SOZoOxPqIdI/AAAAAAAAADY/nT_0p6gX_pw/s320/SOLA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Te entregue mi amor, sin condición&lt;br /&gt;Sabiendo que este amor&lt;br /&gt;Era imposible, por la diferencia&lt;br /&gt;De edades, pero no me importo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me hiciste sentir joven&lt;br /&gt;Lleno de vida&lt;br /&gt;Me enseñaste amar nuevamente&lt;br /&gt;Pensé que ya no sentiría esto&lt;br /&gt;Que siento por ti&lt;br /&gt;Que ya no era para mí&lt;br /&gt;Que todo estaba cerrado&lt;br /&gt;En mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando te vi por primera vez&lt;br /&gt;Me enamore como una adolescente&lt;br /&gt;Este amor es como una flor:&lt;br /&gt;Sueve como los pétalos de la rosa&lt;br /&gt;Dulce como su aroma&lt;br /&gt;Y dolorosa como las espinas&lt;br /&gt;Que lastima mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;Con tu indiferencia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que no puedes amarme&lt;br /&gt;Como yo te amo&lt;br /&gt;Si te entregado  todo de mi&lt;br /&gt;Eres frío, arrogante, falso&lt;br /&gt;Pero así te amo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez mañana de tu falso&lt;br /&gt;Orgullo buscaras&lt;br /&gt;Mi cariño, mi compresión&lt;br /&gt;Y tendrás ansias de mis besos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero será tarde  por que&lt;br /&gt;Yo ya no estaré.&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/1574475060221023973-6001123967407261002?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/6001123967407261002/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=6001123967407261002' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/6001123967407261002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/6001123967407261002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2008/10/sin-ti.html' title='Sin ti'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SOZoOxPqIdI/AAAAAAAAADY/nT_0p6gX_pw/s72-c/SOLA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-5621128248081684559</id><published>2008-10-02T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T12:38:32.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Libertad de Amar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SOUbWrYgJmI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wE7HDK6ieNo/s1600-h/ATARDECER.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252634616814118498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SOUbWrYgJmI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wE7HDK6ieNo/s320/ATARDECER.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                     &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Tus besos me saben a libertad  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                        Una libertad que no vivire' jamas &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                        tu aroma se inpregna en mi piel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                        Es como la brisa fresca del mar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                        Mesiento libre estando junto ati&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                             Quisiera que dure siempre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                      &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                 Volare a donde estas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                     Vivire esa libertad que tanto ansio&lt;br /&gt;                                                Amar sin ataduras&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                      Me enseñastes  Haber las cosa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                           De diferente manera&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                    Que nadie es dueño ,de nadie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                     Ser yo misma y no dejarme&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                     Que otros decidan por mi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                     Descubristes en mi a una &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                       Persona que tiene mucho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                Que dar pero nunca la dejaron&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                      Ser libre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;                                       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1574475060221023973-5621128248081684559?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/5621128248081684559/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=5621128248081684559' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/5621128248081684559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/5621128248081684559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2008/10/libertad-de-amar.html' title='Libertad de Amar'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SOUbWrYgJmI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wE7HDK6ieNo/s72-c/ATARDECER.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-6585152560954851058</id><published>2008-09-25T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T11:41:03.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VUELA DE MI NIDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SOPEJK01DII/AAAAAAAAACw/OCOG0ZTLDmE/s1600-h/vuelademinido.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SOPEJK01DII/AAAAAAAAACw/OCOG0ZTLDmE/s320/vuelademinido.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252257252247932034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Te dejo libre  paloma mía&lt;br /&gt;Alza tus alas y emprende&lt;br /&gt;Ese vuelo largo&lt;br /&gt;Donde  te llevara&lt;br /&gt;A otro nido.&lt;br /&gt;No te retengo más&lt;br /&gt;Solo quiero que seas feliz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y con tu recuerdo&lt;br /&gt;Cuando este triste,&lt;br /&gt;Le are compañía&lt;br /&gt;Ami soledad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buscare a mi modo&lt;br /&gt;Continuar&lt;br /&gt;Hasta que los años&lt;br /&gt;Cierren mi memoria&lt;br /&gt;No dejare de preguntar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Donde estarás paloma mía?&lt;br /&gt;¿En   que nido estarás?&lt;br /&gt;Que ami nido olvido&lt;br /&gt;Y mi alma triste esta.&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/1574475060221023973-6585152560954851058?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/6585152560954851058/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=6585152560954851058' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/6585152560954851058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/6585152560954851058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2008/09/vuela-de-mi-nido.html' title='VUELA DE MI NIDO'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SOPEJK01DII/AAAAAAAAACw/OCOG0ZTLDmE/s72-c/vuelademinido.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-2973110719441038462</id><published>2008-09-21T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T11:42:39.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Te Amare Eternamente</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SOPEh5rntEI/AAAAAAAAAC4/JAxIsBWYgHA/s1600-h/teamareeternamente.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SOPEh5rntEI/AAAAAAAAAC4/JAxIsBWYgHA/s320/teamareeternamente.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252257677142635586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Acaso una sonrisa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt;me basto para quererte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt; OH las tantas otras cosas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt;que me hicieron quererte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt;Acaso fuera este te quiero &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt;casi silencioso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt;OH  tu pasado que nunca pregunte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt; Talvez fueron tus abrazos,&lt;br /&gt;Tus  ojos que me llevaron a ti &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt;OH  estos deseos de tenerte &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt;que no me dejan morir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt;Acaso una sola Carisa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt;me basto para quererte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt; Solo se que es a tu lado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt; donde quiero amanecer &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="center"&gt;HOY eternamente...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1574475060221023973-2973110719441038462?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/2973110719441038462/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=2973110719441038462' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/2973110719441038462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/2973110719441038462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2008/09/te-amare-eternamente.html' title='Te Amare Eternamente'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SOPEh5rntEI/AAAAAAAAAC4/JAxIsBWYgHA/s72-c/teamareeternamente.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-5500746142328928029</id><published>2008-09-20T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T11:43:32.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DECENLACE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SOPEwcgEGdI/AAAAAAAAADA/Ryb1JdvCtfY/s1600-h/desenlace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SOPEwcgEGdI/AAAAAAAAADA/Ryb1JdvCtfY/s320/desenlace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252257927007574482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No pensé que desistirías &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;continuar esta relación&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creía que nos podríamos &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ver de vez encunado eso &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fue lo que tu me dijiste&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pero ahora me dices que ya&lt;br /&gt;No quieres verme&lt;br /&gt;Me niego aceptarlo &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pero no puedo hacer&lt;br /&gt;Nada te fuiste lejos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Más aun me dices&lt;br /&gt;Que no te llame&lt;br /&gt;Que tu me llamaras&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No entiendo donde &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;esta ese amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que me cecias&lt;br /&gt;Tener&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ahora solo me queda&lt;br /&gt;Tratar de olvidarte&lt;br /&gt;No cera fácil hacerlo&lt;br /&gt;Pero lo intentare &lt;/strong&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/1574475060221023973-5500746142328928029?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/5500746142328928029/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=5500746142328928029' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/5500746142328928029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/5500746142328928029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2008/09/decenlace-no-pens-que-desistiras.html' title='DECENLACE'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SOPEwcgEGdI/AAAAAAAAADA/Ryb1JdvCtfY/s72-c/desenlace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-4814292218187173300</id><published>2008-09-18T12:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T12:03:42.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Copas y rosas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SNKl6Wy_EnI/AAAAAAAAACg/ZkGIsHHa8r0/s1600-h/copas+y+rosas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SNKl6Wy_EnI/AAAAAAAAACg/ZkGIsHHa8r0/s320/copas+y+rosas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247438937810473586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Una noche más de espera y no llegaste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Puse la mesa y la adorne con velas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Copas y rosas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Compré champagne para brindar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Tu regreso, quería que todo estuviese bien.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Como a ti te gusta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Fue una larga y triste espera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Nunca llegaste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;De tanto esperar me quedé dormida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;y me desperté con la almohada mojada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;de tanto llorar; por que en mis sueños&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;te seguía esperando y tampoco llegaste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1574475060221023973-4814292218187173300?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/4814292218187173300/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=4814292218187173300' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/4814292218187173300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/4814292218187173300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2008/09/copas-y-rosas_18.html' title='Copas y rosas'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SNKl6Wy_EnI/AAAAAAAAACg/ZkGIsHHa8r0/s72-c/copas+y+rosas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-4173998765410511022</id><published>2008-09-18T11:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T11:44:38.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EL DOLOR DE TU AUSENCIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SOPFAcm2ACI/AAAAAAAAADI/KjKlXPyumqA/s1600-h/eldolordetuausencia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SOPFAcm2ACI/AAAAAAAAADI/KjKlXPyumqA/s320/eldolordetuausencia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252258201913917474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;En mi piel aún ciento tus caricias&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Es como los pétalos de la rosas suave&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rozando todo mi piel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Siento tu  olor en mi cuerpo como&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La   fragancia de rosas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;También  aun siento el dolor que&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me causantes  con tus mentiras&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Es como las espinas se clavaran en mi piel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y me desgarra toda la piel &lt;/strong&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/1574475060221023973-4173998765410511022?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/4173998765410511022/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=4173998765410511022' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/4173998765410511022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/4173998765410511022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2008/09/el-dolor-de-tu-ausencia.html' title='EL DOLOR DE TU AUSENCIA'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SOPFAcm2ACI/AAAAAAAAADI/KjKlXPyumqA/s72-c/eldolordetuausencia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-1890105667020159545</id><published>2008-09-17T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T10:40:04.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentimientos del pasado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SNFAu4igqnI/AAAAAAAAACE/V-kz8b6uFwA/s1600-h/petalos+en+la+mano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SNFAu4igqnI/AAAAAAAAACE/V-kz8b6uFwA/s320/petalos+en+la+mano.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247046215058631282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Escribo sentimientos del pasado.&lt;br /&gt;Sentimientos de mi vida.&lt;br /&gt;He vivido amores y desamores.&lt;br /&gt;Con el tiempo pasará todo el dolor&lt;br /&gt;y quedarán simples recuerdos.&lt;br /&gt;Cada pétalo deshojado es amargo.&lt;br /&gt;Son lágrimas derramadas de dolor y felicidad.&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/1574475060221023973-1890105667020159545?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/1890105667020159545/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=1890105667020159545' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/1890105667020159545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/1890105667020159545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2008/09/sentimientos-del-pasado.html' title='Sentimientos del pasado'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SNFAu4igqnI/AAAAAAAAACE/V-kz8b6uFwA/s72-c/petalos+en+la+mano.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1574475060221023973.post-7821567335832990579</id><published>2008-09-15T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T11:06:38.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuevos amaneceres</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SNFHFtdxNVI/AAAAAAAAACM/k17wUEr0XwM/s1600-h/amanecer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 187px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SNFHFtdxNVI/AAAAAAAAACM/k17wUEr0XwM/s320/amanecer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247053204292711762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Tú que cubres mis ojos con nuevos amaneceres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;la que me abrigas con tu sombra de amor.&lt;br /&gt;Eres ese ser que disminuyó el peso de mi soledad,&lt;br /&gt;me has devuelto la ilusión que palpita&lt;br /&gt;fuertemente dentro de mi corazón&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1574475060221023973-7821567335832990579?l=petalosdemivida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/feeds/7821567335832990579/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1574475060221023973&amp;postID=7821567335832990579' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/7821567335832990579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1574475060221023973/posts/default/7821567335832990579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalosdemivida.blogspot.com/2008/09/nuevos-amaneceres.html' title='Nuevos amaneceres'/><author><name>Linda Ariana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15595230010157492525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SM6yUKV5J5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/70ddzA0ohVA/S220/linda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCaw0AG4nPM/SNFHFtdxNVI/AAAAAAAAACM/k17wUEr0XwM/s72-c/amanecer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
