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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Um amor certo em um momento errado era isso que pensava ao enxugar as lágrimas. Um tanto de tristeza, um tanto de saudade.  Ele diz que trouxe o caos, ela lhe assegura que só se lembra das flores. Tudo que foi vivido jamais será passado, naquele coração se fará sempre estado presente (&lt;u&gt;ele é o seu grande amor&lt;/u&gt;). Serão os sorrisos detalhados e múltiplos, os olhares eternizados nos instantes únicos e inexplicáveis que somente eles sabem dizer seus significados.  Serão as trocas de carinhos, segredos e cumplicidade sua maior bagagem.  Construíram um tempo único dentro do espaço da distancia que tanto os aproximaram, um mundo deles, entre o real e o imaginário.  Foram e serão eternos nas suas minúcias e delicadezas, nesse amor tão certo em um momento tão errado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Nas surpresas dos momentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;em que perdemos e ganhamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;achamos a simplicidade do sorriso&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;no aconchego de um abraço&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;chamado amizade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Um dia a dor passa e a ferida sara.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Um passo de cada vez nessa tortuosa estrada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;um dia após o outro rompendo o tempo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A recuperação é lenta e &amp;nbsp;as noites intermináveis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Presa no instante da &amp;nbsp;partida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Refazendo os bons momentos e tentando não transformar a mágoa &amp;nbsp;em uma verdade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Um dia encontro o rumo certo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Um dia volto a sorrir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Thatiana Vaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;O melhor amor é o recíproco!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&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/8917931826493096166-4358028250484922275?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/4358028250484922275/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=4358028250484922275' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/4358028250484922275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/4358028250484922275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2012/02/um-dia.html' title='♥→ Um dia...'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J4UGKeh5KMc/T0GPoUXtngI/AAAAAAAABXc/HDPoF6vWtBQ/s72-c/tumblr_lypzbx80sh1r4y8nto1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-4360819849349912616</id><published>2012-02-16T00:03:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-16T23:49:11.657-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thatiana Vaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→ Saudade Bonita...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qUIo1l8qgzg/Tzxjx2TNTdI/AAAAAAAABXU/lKluyTHmrzM/s1600/out_by_beam_of_moon-d4lctt6_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qUIo1l8qgzg/Tzxjx2TNTdI/AAAAAAAABXU/lKluyTHmrzM/s400/out_by_beam_of_moon-d4lctt6_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Um amor puro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Uma paixão abusada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Um silêncio desmesurado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E eu que achei que já havia visto tudo, vivido tudo, sentido tudo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Um dia você apareceu na minha vida e as coisas passaram a ter novos sentidos, novas cores, novos sabores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Me descobri cercada de novidades, emoções nunca vivenciadas, sensações incontidas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Você que vive com esse sorriso caindo da boca, me lançando olhares doces... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Conto com as suas mãos que aquecem meus sonhos, ameniza minhas dores e toca minha alma... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Já te tenho eterno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Todos os dias repito a mesma escolha: Te quero como meu parceiro, meu amante... Meu cúmplice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A distância em nada interfere no que sinto, sublime meu sentimento que fez do teu coração a minha morada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Carrego esse amor indolente no peito que te ama o tempo todo e uma saudade bonita que chega a doer na alma e nos meus olhos &amp;nbsp;a vontade de pra sempre ser tua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;... É sempre bom reafirmar o que a gente tem como certeza, palavras escritas há tanto tempo e tanto elas quanto os sentimentos &amp;nbsp;permanecem intactos . Por você!&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/8917931826493096166-4360819849349912616?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/4360819849349912616/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=4360819849349912616' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/4360819849349912616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/4360819849349912616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2012/02/saudade-bonita.html' title='♥→ Saudade Bonita...'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qUIo1l8qgzg/Tzxjx2TNTdI/AAAAAAAABXU/lKluyTHmrzM/s72-c/out_by_beam_of_moon-d4lctt6_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-8939366147258408804</id><published>2012-02-14T21:54:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T22:53:34.272-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thatiana Vaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→  No céu dos meus olhos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Acordar pisando leve, tocando os sonhos com as pontas dos dedos, permitir que a brisa invada no seu ritmo os intercalos dos meus motivos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Navegando na saudade de águas calmas, contidas em pequenas lágrimas, uma por uma, compondo como notas, a música que invade e dará a minha alma o rumo certo, sabendo que amanhã poderá haver mais sorrisos que hoje. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Abrirei todas as minhas portas e janelas para o sol entrar e com meu desejo cantarei num tom acima das nuvens a melodia de um amor incompreensível aos que se fecham no medo da entrega, na apreensão do doar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Já tenho a chave do teu peito pendurada no meu pescoço, abraçada a minha vontade em você... Pra Sempre no &amp;nbsp;céu dos meus olhos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ouvindo:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=panYh57J5rI" target="_blank"&gt;David Garrett - Clair de Lune&lt;/a&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/8917931826493096166-8939366147258408804?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/8939366147258408804/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=8939366147258408804' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/8939366147258408804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/8939366147258408804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2012/02/no-navegar.html' title='♥→  No céu dos meus olhos...'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fw12BBS8eZU/TzrztwXyqfI/AAAAAAAABXM/Iw2iMLB7V-Y/s72-c/285017_213405812041189_192436284138142_578674_7093709_n_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-7407345870220369034</id><published>2012-02-03T21:31:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T22:56:42.176-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thatiana Vaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→ Voltando...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t9AewMr2ofk/TyxuKrPKRJI/AAAAAAAABW8/uPs5O4_n9K0/s1600/tumblr_lhimn7J7WG1qg9xju_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t9AewMr2ofk/TyxuKrPKRJI/AAAAAAAABW8/uPs5O4_n9K0/s400/tumblr_lhimn7J7WG1qg9xju_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Faz tempo que não escrevo sobre a beleza do tempo ou o florescer dos momentos eternizados em sorrisos singelos. Faz tempo que me fogem as palavras, que ando calada, concentrada no que me tornei, mergulhada em sentimentos, agradáveis ou não. &amp;nbsp;Saudades dos segundos, dos sonhos entorpecidos em minutos de ilusão. Volto a pensar nos passos ainda não dados, caminhos a serem traçados e visões a serem tocadas somente com o coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Onde meu coração voar e fios de esperanças tecer, com olhos multiplicando ilusões, madrugadas doces, gratas paixões.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Onde meus sonhos me permitirem ir, que seja a cima da compreensão, de qualquer razão, de motivo único, que seja um todo, eterno e aberto, escancarado, palhaço feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Até onde minhas palavras alcançarem, que seja em alma, com tara, na flor e no espinho. A verdade e o caminho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Enquanto eu puder chorar... Que seja intenso, motivado, respeitado e acreditado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Durante a caminhada serena, fortaleza do espírito, apoiando os momentos no tempo, iluminando meu destino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Eu que tantas vezes lhe fiz declarações, te escrevi versos, poemas e confissões. &lt;br /&gt;
Eu que sempre tive tanto medo de te perder e hoje te aguardo ansiosa sem saber o que virá no amanhecer.&lt;br /&gt;
Eu que sou tão covarde ao ponto de fugir, evitar o confronto, somente para ter teu riso, que tanto preciso ouvir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu que sou tola ao ponto de acreditar que o nosso amor seria eterno, aqui ou em qualquer lugar, que distância pra gente não existe e como diz o poeta " Todo amor só é bem grande se for triste".&lt;br /&gt;
Eu que sou tão mulher, capaz, segura, diante desse amor, sou boba, indefesa e imatura. &lt;br /&gt;
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Eu que tanto te amo nesse momento não sei o que dizer... Coração calado esperando a hora, a fatídica hora da mala arrumar e nela guardar meus sorrisos, esperanças e &amp;nbsp;motivos, escondê-los de mim mesma no alto do armário, pra um dia quem sabe pra eles poder voltar e olhar sem nenhum aviso, sem nenhum lugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Thatiana Vaz&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/8917931826493096166-5632819526982364401?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/5632819526982364401/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=5632819526982364401' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/5632819526982364401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/5632819526982364401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/11/sem-palavras.html' title='♥→ Sem palavras...'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wyBrQ994LyE/TtIhgnyUccI/AAAAAAAABUQ/H82oaRo79Ug/s72-c/tumblr_lv1hx7Ws6B1r116yuo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-1776584012863195028</id><published>2011-11-18T02:09:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T11:57:45.387-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thatiana Vaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→ Tantinho...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Me questionei com cabelos ao vento,doce em meus lábios , face úmida de lágrimas, fios tentando se desvencilhar... Eu questionei meu amor por você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Concluí que te amar pra mim é tão fácil, suscetível e natural quanto respirar. Disse a você e nada além de um meio olhar emburrecido a mim dirigido, faca afiada, fincada em um dos sonhos já despedaçado, no chão esfarelado... Bobagem a minha, dividir devaneios, amores e meros tracejos de um dom nem divino, quem sabe meio aflito ansioso e delicado, um tanto amassado, mas meu e meu e só meu. No travesseiro estendido e só ele sabe meus caminhos, as dores e destinos que a mim foram determinados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Thatiana Vaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-1776584012863195028?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/1776584012863195028/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=1776584012863195028' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/1776584012863195028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/1776584012863195028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/11/tantinho.html' title='♥→ Tantinho...'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tXDPabHzV64/TsXaUu1VavI/AAAAAAAABUI/St2c2D1Eo_4/s72-c/tumblr_lusy02NPWy1qfw6qco1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-3166879178497712917</id><published>2011-11-08T17:26:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T20:50:39.113-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marisa Monte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thatiana Vaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→  Ele...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zLWrignKY1o/TrmDND5U2wI/AAAAAAAABUA/eNMcxAmLfek/s1600/tumblr_ltonw03QPq1r3ow4ho1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zLWrignKY1o/TrmDND5U2wI/AAAAAAAABUA/eNMcxAmLfek/s400/tumblr_ltonw03QPq1r3ow4ho1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ele toca minha alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Uma sinfonia de ausências, sentimentos e vontades, extensa em cada nota, simplificada em seu olhar, que acalenta e me acalma, que me toma, me doma, atormenta minhas noites entre dias, me fazendo amanhecer com doces estrelas na retina, ausência da razão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ele? Ele me toma nos braços, me aconchega em seu peito, me move entre mundos, lábios tocando nuvens, na delicadeza dos múltiplos sorrisos, iluminado como sol, que me arrasta em disparada por estradas emudecidas, onde só se ouve a leveza da voz do coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sim, ele! Ele é dono dos meus pensamentos, alegrias e tormentos, me dá o céu &amp;nbsp;e o inferno, gargalhadas em madrugadas, momentos infinitos, saboreado em cada riso, semeado com ferocidade, audácia e sensibilidade, sintonizado &amp;nbsp;com o profundo eternizado em cada um... Guardado entre os vãos dos dedos, impregnado no cheiro dos cabelos, pele e ar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ele é trovão e tempestade, calmaria e felicidade, brisa leve, calor e frio. Me acarinho em seu corpo, me acalmo em teu abraço, lua cheia é onde quero repousar, adormecer e despertar hoje, amanhã e amanhã e amanhã...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ele! É meu motivo, meu ninho, meu lugar e meu destino, minha luz, meu caminho, minha vida em essência, meu homem e meu menino.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;Ainda Bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Marisa Monte&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ainda bem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que agora encontrei você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu realmente não sei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O que eu fiz pra merecer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Porque ninguém&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dava nada por mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quem dava, eu não tava a fim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Até desacreditei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O meu coração&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Já estava acostumado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Com a solidão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quem diria que a meu lado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Você iria ficar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Você veio pra ficar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Você que me faz feliz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Você que me faz cantar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O meu coração&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Já estava aposentado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sem nenhuma ilusão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tinha sido maltratado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tudo se transformou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Agora você chegou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Você que me faz feliz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Você que me faz cantar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assim&lt;/div&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/8917931826493096166-3166879178497712917?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/3166879178497712917/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=3166879178497712917' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/3166879178497712917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/3166879178497712917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/11/ele.html' title='♥→  Ele...'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zLWrignKY1o/TrmDND5U2wI/AAAAAAAABUA/eNMcxAmLfek/s72-c/tumblr_ltonw03QPq1r3ow4ho1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-1102459937896221938</id><published>2011-11-05T17:00:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T19:30:34.227-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florbela'/><title type='text'>♥→  Coisas da Flor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu quero bem a tudo, a toda a gente!... Ando a amar assim perdidamente, a acalentar o mundo nos meus braços!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ah! A doce agonia de esquecer, a lembrar doidamente o que esquecemos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Uns amam muito, e os outros contentam-se em ser amados.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Florbela Espanca&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-1102459937896221938?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/1102459937896221938/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=1102459937896221938' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/1102459937896221938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/1102459937896221938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/11/florbela-espanca.html' title='♥→  Coisas da Flor'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hi0L-DjZep8/TrGjK9BfOFI/AAAAAAAABTQ/X1usBhFrtP4/s72-c/6306390281_29dff526a2_z_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-51264008371489899</id><published>2011-11-04T16:32:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T16:32:02.645-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilda Hilst'/><title type='text'>♥→  Silêncio...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FjYLcX0BlJM/TrGJZo7zNlI/AAAAAAAABTI/QkXI9AXrdxg/s1600/tumblr_lm5091OM801qigntko1_400_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FjYLcX0BlJM/TrGJZo7zNlI/AAAAAAAABTI/QkXI9AXrdxg/s400/tumblr_lm5091OM801qigntko1_400_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"Meus pés iriam com flores andar sobre o teu silêncio."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;(Hilda Hilst)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-51264008371489899?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/51264008371489899/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=51264008371489899' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/51264008371489899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/51264008371489899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/11/silencio.html' title='♥→  Silêncio...'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FjYLcX0BlJM/TrGJZo7zNlI/AAAAAAAABTI/QkXI9AXrdxg/s72-c/tumblr_lm5091OM801qigntko1_400_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-2002514453084550402</id><published>2011-11-02T16:02:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T16:20:30.370-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thatiana Vaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→  Dia, Noite e Madrugada...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-31fTAkAOrWI/TrGFMec-kJI/AAAAAAAABTA/zHtonCB1Wrc/s1600/tumblr_lu1n580nL11qep56go1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-31fTAkAOrWI/TrGFMec-kJI/AAAAAAAABTA/zHtonCB1Wrc/s400/tumblr_lu1n580nL11qep56go1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Você sempre soube fazer meus dias ternos,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;minhas noites inteiras,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;minhas madrugadas iluminadas,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;imensas,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;cheias de cor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mas sem &amp;nbsp;você nada tem graça, nem motivo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Longe de você só sei ser uma coisa: infeliz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Thatiana Vaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-2002514453084550402?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/2002514453084550402/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=2002514453084550402' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/2002514453084550402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/2002514453084550402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/11/dia-noite-e-madrugada.html' title='♥→  Dia, Noite e Madrugada...'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-31fTAkAOrWI/TrGFMec-kJI/AAAAAAAABTA/zHtonCB1Wrc/s72-c/tumblr_lu1n580nL11qep56go1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-390144197762484587</id><published>2011-11-01T12:00:00.015-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T22:20:40.208-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thatiana Vaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→  Amanheci Novembro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VTpuvGj5xU0/Tq_6qVreqiI/AAAAAAAABSw/pZMy3GNklWw/s1600/tumblr_ltzblt7qj61r0yl51o1_400_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VTpuvGj5xU0/Tq_6qVreqiI/AAAAAAAABSw/pZMy3GNklWw/s400/tumblr_ltzblt7qj61r0yl51o1_400_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Então veio Novembro, doce, leve, quase em gotas. Me trouxe a esperança, os medos, anseios, um prisma de versões. Um cata-vento sem vento com brisa de imaginação. Barco no mar sozinho a navegar com espaço para dois corações. Me dou conta do tamanho do aprendizado ao teu lado, de todo caminho percorrido, dos terrenos alagados, do quanto se aprende com quem se ama ao se entregar a alma a outra alma sem medir emoções... Com você descobri que quando a confiança se faz presente, ela se impõe perene, o ciúme passa a ocupar um lugar ínfimo, mínimo, até deixar de existir e que o amor nessas situações se dobra, redobra, triplica pra não se romper. As muitas multiplicidades de carinhos emergem de onde nem sabíamos ser capazes. Abre-se espaços, rompem-se barreiras, pula-se obstáculos. Tudo com uma única intensão: Manter o foco, não se distrair com "artimanhas" da vida para estar ao lado do coração que tanto se ama. Insaciável, meticulosa, mansa e fera, assim vou entre espaços, tempos e eras. Pulando buracos, tropeçando, caindo e levantando. Me erguendo, tentando e tentando. Mas tenho um rumo, um motivo, um cais, um prumo. Tenho pressa da chegada, de alcançar a tua boca tão desejada e nos teus lábios depositar minha &amp;nbsp;vida de mulher tantas vezes menina. Me enxergar nas tuas retinas e sentir meu coração ritmado pelo compasso da tua voz. Então me rendo ao convite em mim já eternizado e convicta grito num silêncio aturdido, apaixonado: Meu destino é o toque das tuas mãos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Instantes sublimes &amp;nbsp;proporcionados pelo causador dos meus sorrisos...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Amanheci sonhando Novembro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Thatiana Vaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Há de vir o tempo da recuperação, da metamorfose,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;em que até o coração tenha seu dia de Fênix...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Meus pés pousam agora sobre grama macia da razão , os raios de sol insistentemente atravessam as folhas das arvores que se fazem presente como uma proteção ao meu redor. Queria saber voar, pensei delirando, olhos semi cerrados tentando fitar o céu que brincava com suas nuvens formando desenhos adivinhatorios sugestivos. Ouvia o som da água, do vento e a voz que não saia da mente - consciência - queria gritar, explodir, pensar em tudo, o que vinha do meu, do teu coração. Emudeci. Calei. Desejava flutuar com as folhas secas que se posicionavam como uma dança assimétrica sobre a minha cabeça. Fechei os olhos e implorei a mim mesma discernimento. Minha flecha envenenada de ciúmes já havia sido lançada e o seu antídoto estaria em minhas mãos, nas minhas próprias lágrimas de razão, só quem sabe ferir sabe também curar a ferida, acreditei. Desejava tecer novos bordados com a linha do tempo, tênue e delicado. Refazer os passos, rever atitudes, palavras proferidas, verbos e adjetivos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Desejava a Lua e o Sol, dia após dia, cicatrização. Renascimento, ressurreição.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Suspirava fogo, espinhos e pedras como um alento pra uma alma desajustada em meio à multidão, compasso de olhares, lamento de sentimentos turvos, opacos, ternura acanhada definindo entre o que é luz e escuridão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Fechava meus olhos ciente da profundidade dos sabores, da imensidão dos meus amores, degustando afetos provenientes de desilusão causada por mim mesma a mim mesma, momentos de contradição de um coração que ama demais, que sente demais que vive a beira da loucura rindo de si próprio, desejando apenas momentos &amp;nbsp;de afeição. Porém quem não sabe dar também não sabe valorizar ao receber, crescimento &amp;nbsp;se faz necessário e disposição pra humildade de uma alma apaixonada com sede de amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Agradeço por nossos momentos de dor e de felicidade, de compaixão e de amor, de segredos compartilhados, de momentos vivenciados em todo seu êxtase, das gargalhadas deliciosas por nós dois desfrutadas, e cada segundo ao teu lado que para mim é tão precioso todo tempo que passamos juntos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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E eu repito que acordo todos os dias apaixonada por você e te agradeço por esse amor caminhante, amigo, cúmplice e leal, esse amor único que sei que é e sempre será o grande amor da minha vida: &lt;b&gt;Você! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Encaixando com delicadeza as mãos na tua pele &lt;br /&gt;
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Respeitando a loucura que invade e se faz única diante &lt;br /&gt;
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Por favor, não me analise&lt;br /&gt;
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Não fique procurando cada ponto fraco meu.&lt;br /&gt;
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Se ninguém resiste a uma análise profunda,&lt;br /&gt;
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Quanto mais eu...&lt;br /&gt;
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Ciumento, exigente, inseguro, carente&lt;br /&gt;
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Todo cheio de marcas que a vida deixou&lt;br /&gt;
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Vejo em cada grito de exigência&lt;br /&gt;
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Um pedido de carência, um pedido de amor.&lt;br /&gt;
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Amor é síntese&lt;br /&gt;
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É uma integração de dados&lt;br /&gt;
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Não há que tirar nem pôr&lt;br /&gt;
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Não me corte em fatias&lt;br /&gt;
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Ninguém consegue abraçar um pedaço&lt;br /&gt;
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Me envolva todo em seus braços&lt;br /&gt;
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Mário Quintana&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/8917931826493096166-8339228868455689986?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/8339228868455689986/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=8339228868455689986' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/8339228868455689986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/8339228868455689986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/09/amor-e-sintese.html' title='♥→ AMOR É SÍNTESE'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-62szuq1_1e0/TnozCUD0Y9I/AAAAAAAABPc/QaK9Pjvru8g/s72-c/tumblr_lrvya9fuT11qkwqwho1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-8589679388527997186</id><published>2011-09-16T11:20:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T11:36:23.569-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Denise Portes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thatiana Vaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caetano Veloso'/><title type='text'>♥→ Das minhas certezas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGUwIcDQAKk/TnNarFtwa6I/AAAAAAAABPI/LMPKg2BVYn4/s1600/6137257060_1995e69c34_z_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="308" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGUwIcDQAKk/TnNarFtwa6I/AAAAAAAABPI/LMPKg2BVYn4/s400/6137257060_1995e69c34_z_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Diante dos meus olhos corre a esperança de que o amor possa andar de mãos dadas com a confiança. Sobreviver às tempestades dos ciúmes e das inseguranças pode parecer um obstáculo maior do que o que realmente é, muitas vezes o óbvio é o mais simples, a verdade é a única presença constante que pra sempre prevalecerá e ela sempre aparece, mais cedo ou mais tarde.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Thatiana Vaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“Meu coração não se cansa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de ter esperança&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de um dia ser tudo o que quer.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;
“Meu coração vagabundo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;quer guardar o mundo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;em mim.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caetano Velloso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-8589679388527997186?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/8589679388527997186/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=8589679388527997186' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/8589679388527997186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/8589679388527997186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/09/das-minhas-certezas.html' title='♥→ Das minhas certezas...'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGUwIcDQAKk/TnNarFtwa6I/AAAAAAAABPI/LMPKg2BVYn4/s72-c/6137257060_1995e69c34_z_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-8924897145441633482</id><published>2011-09-05T16:57:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T17:05:41.794-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fernando Pessoa'/><title type='text'>♥→ Fernando Pessoa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FB8J8YA9Ixw/TmUpWXtgHfI/AAAAAAAABOg/htaNipIv8vU/s1600/tumblr_lq83in4MU01qkbon3o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FB8J8YA9Ixw/TmUpWXtgHfI/AAAAAAAABOg/htaNipIv8vU/s400/tumblr_lq83in4MU01qkbon3o1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Poema em linha reta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Nunca conheci quem tivesse levado porrada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Todos os meus conhecidos têm sido campeões em tudo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E eu, tantas vezes reles, tantas vezes porco, tantas vezes vil,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu tantas vezes irrespondivelmente parasita,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Indesculpavelmente sujo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu, que tantas vezes não tenho tido paciência para tomar banho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu, que tantas vezes tenho sido ridículo, absurdo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Que tenho enrolado os pés publicamente nos tapetes das etiquetas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Que tenho sido grotesco, mesquinho, submisso e arrogante,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Que tenho sofrido enxovalhos e calado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Que quando não tenho calado, tenho sido mais ridículo ainda;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu, que tenho sido cômico às criadas de hotel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu, que tenho sentido o piscar de olhos dos moços de fretes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu, que tenho feito vergonhas financeiras, pedido emprestado sem pagar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu, que, quando a hora do soco surgiu, me tenho agachado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Para fora da possibilidade do soco;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu, que tenho sofrido a angústia das pequenas coisas ridículas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu verifico que não tenho par nisto tudo neste mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Toda a gente que eu conheço e que fala comigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Nunca teve um ato ridículo, nunca sofreu enxovalho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Nunca foi senão príncipe - todos eles príncipes - na vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Quem me dera ouvir de alguém a voz humana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Que confessasse não um pecado, mas uma infâmia;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Que contasse, não uma violência, mas uma covardia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Não, são todos o Ideal, se os oiço e me falam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Quem há neste largo mundo que me confesse que uma vez foi vil?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ó príncipes, meus irmãos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Arre, estou farto de semideuses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Onde é que há gente no mundo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Então sou só eu que é vil e errôneo nesta terra?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Poderão as mulheres não os terem amado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Podem ter sido traídos - mas ridículos nunca!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E eu, que tenho sido ridículo sem ter sido traído,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Como posso eu falar com os meus superiores sem titubear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu, que venho sido vil, literalmente vil,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Vil no sentido mesquinho e infame da vileza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Fernando Pessoa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Amanheci chorando por dentro e não há nada que eu diga ao meu coração que o console,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;minhas palavras escorrem dos meus olhos enquanto escrevo lágrimas. Minha razão se foi e com ela os meus sonhos, não há mais sol na minha vida, tudo é apenas noite. Quero agora o silêncio eternizado e constante que conforta &amp;nbsp;as minhas dores, um silêncio gritado que afaste as lembranças que hoje me ferem tanto. Maldito seja o fim que nunca chega e a minha covardia diante dele, repousaria em algum gramado verde, longe daqui, &amp;nbsp;e deixaria um leve vento bater na minha face se conseguisse mover minhas pernas. Fui paralisada pela dor, não me agrada quando chega essa hora em que viver perde a graça.&amp;nbsp;Só me resta escrever para que eu não esqueça de respirar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Thatiana Vaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-1124645844786293763?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/1124645844786293763/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=1124645844786293763' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/1124645844786293763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/1124645844786293763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/09/lagrimas-em-palavras.html' title='♥→ Lágrimas em Palavras'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C36ugMTzTTY/TmNSGFcWQpI/AAAAAAAABOc/V_1n63MObmg/s72-c/14vk41c_large_large.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-485294061681935680</id><published>2011-09-03T19:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T19:45:51.395-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thatiana Vaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→ Um dia quem sabe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--0Z2bm_g6cM/TmKuDl3tncI/AAAAAAAABOY/jeQza8-woCM/s1600/6108604078_3af0a58ef3_z_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--0Z2bm_g6cM/TmKuDl3tncI/AAAAAAAABOY/jeQza8-woCM/s400/6108604078_3af0a58ef3_z_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tem verdades que gostaria que meu coração enxergasse assim como meus olhos os fazem. Analisei-me incrédula diante do espelho, mal podia reconhecer na imagem alí refletida, nesse momento senti uma imensa saudade  de mim mesma e orei em silêncio pedindo  que meu sorriso um dia  a mim retornasse.  Aproximando da janela percebi que o dia já se fazia noite, não conseguia me lembrar por quantas horas estive mergulhada  na névoa densa que cobria meus olhos, fazia um esforço tentando  alinhar os pensamentos  e mal conseguia traduzir o que aquela dor aguda no estômago queria dizer. Me ajeitei mais uma vez na cadeira, não fecharia meus olhos, esperaria os minutos passarem e com eles quem sabe a dor minguar de dentro do meu peito... Um dia quem sabe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Thatiana Vaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-485294061681935680?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/485294061681935680/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=485294061681935680' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/485294061681935680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/485294061681935680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/09/um-dia-quem-sabe.html' title='♥→ Um dia quem sabe...'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--0Z2bm_g6cM/TmKuDl3tncI/AAAAAAAABOY/jeQza8-woCM/s72-c/6108604078_3af0a58ef3_z_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Salvador - BA, Brasil</georss:featurename><georss:point>-12.9703817 -38.512382</georss:point><georss:box>-13.217959700000002 -38.828239 -12.7228037 -38.196525</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-7481334206165550034</id><published>2011-09-02T18:15:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T09:27:47.493-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thatiana Vaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→ Meu Setembro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dF5AggQ9NGo/TmFGeClFYzI/AAAAAAAABOU/Evbpk9b0QJk/s1600/316019_268370779848635_178136118872102_1129063_2825614_n_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="398" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dF5AggQ9NGo/TmFGeClFYzI/AAAAAAAABOU/Evbpk9b0QJk/s400/316019_268370779848635_178136118872102_1129063_2825614_n_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mal sabíamos que  a distância nos trairia... Ou Talvez meus olhos não quisessem enxergar a verdade que momentos enfim me trariam.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tudo era pesadelo, não sonho, meu  travesseiro  coberto de lágrimas pesadas e inteiras, naquele escuro intenso, tão qual meu amor que se esvairia em meus olhos. Tudo alí me pertencia menos o momento, o momento se desfazia, íntegro e prosaico diante dos meus olhos. Palavras pronunciadas sem toda a cautela e calma, atingindo-me &amp;nbsp;de forma incapaz de alguma curvatura do meu corpo para &amp;nbsp;um possível desvio.  Parei de arder por dentro, comecei a sangrar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"E mesmo que nada possa ser eterno, mesmo que o 'pra sempre' não exista, eu sei que vou seguir te amando, pelo menos, pelos próximos 99 invernos."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sempre acreditei ser necessário algumas turbulências para fortalecer o coração, pra se renovar esperança, pra se lembrar que amor não é segundo,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;é instante eternizado, alongado por horas perdidas em sorrisos ternos,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;afagos &amp;nbsp;apaixonados, olhos que brilham, em lágrimas que descem,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nas palavras e nos silêncios de momentos tão nossos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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...Sempre confundi a espiritualidade com um estado de bom-humor contínuo, uma expressão caridosa constante e a compaixão sempre presente. Talvez por isso, até a alegria me doesse às vezes, pois no fundo, eu queria esconder que dentro de mim havia também certo egoísmo, uma maldade latente, uma força para machucar que é nada além de uma forma humana de defender-se da ilusão de que algo possa feri-lo fundamente. Não respeitava meus instintos quando queria ser a melhor companhia para os outros o tempo todo. E errei muitas vezes na tentativa de acertar. E me feri em diversos momentos dando aquilo que eu não tinha ou queria. Sendo alguém que eu não estava...&lt;br /&gt;
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Quando amamos de verdade damos espaço, freamos impulsos, revisamos atos em busca de soluções. Quando queremos mesmo que tudo dê certo afrouxamos o riso, espalhamos a humildade, reconhecemos os erros e doamos o melhor de nós. Quando a vontade de acertar é grande abrimos mão de caprichos, tolices bobas que não nos levarão a nada. Entra em cena o desapego do orgulho visando dias de contemplação. São sutilezas necessárias para quem crê que amor não é em vão, é algo além de qualquer compreensão. Quando o amor é maior que nós mesmos e se faz presente em todos os segundos do dia, se faz necessário a ausência para que sempre fique consagrado o momento da presença, para que se sinta na ponta da língua o gosto da falta e será na saudade silenciosa de nós dois onde melhor nos entenderemos...&lt;br /&gt;
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E nos damos conta que  nem todos os dias são de flores, que precisamos dessas dores para nos salvar. Então o mundo gira lento e me perco do teu abraço, compassadamente as palavras cessam, a minha boca seca, não encontro nosso olhar, sangram os nossos sonhos enquanto nosso silêncio se cala.&lt;br /&gt;
E de repente o amanhecer vence a noite e me traz esperanças, daquelas inocentes que tanto conforta os que amam. Um brilho diferente. Vontade do meu hoje &amp;nbsp;acontecer em ondas, ritmadas pelo vento constante e sereno, que toca a delicadeza dos meus mais íntimos desejos. Sorrisos &amp;nbsp;espalhados pelas horas, carinhos doados por segundos não mais em conta-gotas e momentos desfrutados com a nobreza merecida por nossos instantes tão únicos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Minha felicidade e minha tristeza possuem o mesmo nome...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Afinal, amor não é isso? Uma linha tênue entre o riso e a lágrima?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E continuo acordando todos os dias apaixonada por um mesmo homem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Quando o recolhimento se faz necessário e o nosso coração pede alento, o silêncio nos traz as respostas que tanto são desejadas.   &lt;br /&gt;
Vida sempre um ato, refletida nas atitudes mais simples, a importância de cada fato espelhado em cada lágrima caída. &lt;br /&gt;
E a alma se renova, aflora as verdades, não se cultiva os males das águas transpostas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;É preciso renascer nos gestos, avaliar as retinas e perceber o amor simples e constante como elo único entre dois amantes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Que a chuva me traga a leveza, me lavando por dentro, adubando a minha terra e que em mim floresçam girassóis que sempre estarão a tua espera... &lt;b&gt;Meu SOL&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Quando se abraça a alma, beija a face, acaricia o coração, o mundo se ilumina, alegrias simplificadas na pureza dos instantes valiosos em que a presença sentida nos proporciona.  &lt;br /&gt;
Pensamentos vagueiam e te trazem ao meu encontro.  &lt;br /&gt;
Seguro tuas mãos e aconchego minha cabeça no teu ombro, pronuncio afagos baixinhos em teu ouvido, sussurro delicadezas fazendo florir nos olhos a beleza da esperança dos momentos que sonhamos &lt;br /&gt;
Deposito em teus lábios minhas docilidades para que saboreie com  seu instinto mais aguçado - vontade.&lt;br /&gt;
Porque a verdade só é sentida quando os olhos fechamos e o coração abrimos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Meu coração pede teu colo nessas noites sem ponto final, reticenciadas por palavras não ditas... Silêncio gritado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Que o amanhecer seja  iluminado por teu sorriso, sim, aquele mais largo, o de SOL. Que nossos dias  floresçam mais perfumados, abarrotados de carinhos, inundados de amor, povoados por doçuras. E lembra das miudezas? As traga em toneladas junto ao teu afeto, meu sono não é o mesmo sem o teu BOA NOITE macio, leve e sereno.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Que venha o BOM DIA e nos teus olhos aquele brilho de criança, na tua boca frases elevadas ao extremo da docilidade insistente nos que amam demais, que querem demais, que sonham demais, que  desejam demais... Em nós dois.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Que meus sonhos dessa noite te contenham, que acariciem minha alma com sua face, que arranhe minha pele com sua barba mal feita, que eu acorde sedenta chamando teu nome...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Que nosso dia venha daquele jeitinho que o nosso amor merece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Thatiana Vaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-310309894004737313?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/310309894004737313/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=310309894004737313' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/310309894004737313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/310309894004737313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/08/noite-dia.html' title='♥→ A razão do Amanhecer'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KBuKc6yT4s4/TkNUsdbXaaI/AAAAAAAABKA/EBfAfR5V67Q/s72-c/tumblr_lpmpa7ZKsX1qhht8fo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-2072344963282988601</id><published>2011-08-10T17:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T17:17:51.958-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio F. Abreu'/><title type='text'>♥→ Caio disse:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xYKq01ZhYmE/TkLnZ6zJkuI/AAAAAAAABJ8/J5Yzv4HXnNU/s1600/5_12timbrueningnoran3_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xYKq01ZhYmE/TkLnZ6zJkuI/AAAAAAAABJ8/J5Yzv4HXnNU/s400/5_12timbrueningnoran3_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;— Abraça tua loucura antes que seja tarde demais — ele disse, e seus olhos tinham a cor do mar. Tinham a cor exata de quem por muito tempo, todas as horas, todos os dias de muitos meses e anos, olhou detidamente o mar, acompanhando o vôo das gaivotas, interrompendo-se em rochedos, nivelando-se ao movimento incessante das ondas. Verdes de um verde movediço entre o denso do vidro e o suave da hortelã recém-plantada, líquidos como água móvel, interior de gruta, rasos de pedras claras. Visíveis, os olhos vivos do marinheiro me olhavam molhados pela chuva, vértice de um novo movimento para onde eu convergia inteiro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Caio F. Abreu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-2072344963282988601?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/2072344963282988601/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=2072344963282988601' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/2072344963282988601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/2072344963282988601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/08/caio-disse.html' title='♥→ Caio disse:'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xYKq01ZhYmE/TkLnZ6zJkuI/AAAAAAAABJ8/J5Yzv4HXnNU/s72-c/5_12timbrueningnoran3_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-7467246041606796366</id><published>2011-08-10T17:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T17:03:23.881-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adélia Prado'/><title type='text'>♥→ Adélia Prado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ew1iCXInshg/TkLj_QM92_I/AAAAAAAABJ4/-heIFWLX_ok/s1600/tumblr_lmx9y07tJV1qczqp9o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ew1iCXInshg/TkLj_QM92_I/AAAAAAAABJ4/-heIFWLX_ok/s400/tumblr_lmx9y07tJV1qczqp9o1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;“Aqui é dor, aqui é amor, aqui é amor e dor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;onde um homem projeta seu perfil e pergunta atônito:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;em que direção se vai?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Adélia Prado: O Coração Disparado)&lt;/div&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/8917931826493096166-7467246041606796366?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/7467246041606796366/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=7467246041606796366' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/7467246041606796366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/7467246041606796366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/08/adelia-prado.html' title='♥→ Adélia Prado'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ew1iCXInshg/TkLj_QM92_I/AAAAAAAABJ4/-heIFWLX_ok/s72-c/tumblr_lmx9y07tJV1qczqp9o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-2936652324523252021</id><published>2011-08-07T10:54:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T15:10:33.894-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thatiana Vaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→ O milagre do teu amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-buOuDVFFCD8/Tj4h5Wn_BHI/AAAAAAAABJ0/3A14sOru3j4/s1600/250067_228441263832581_228323503844357_1080058_7404862_n_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-buOuDVFFCD8/Tj4h5Wn_BHI/AAAAAAAABJ0/3A14sOru3j4/s400/250067_228441263832581_228323503844357_1080058_7404862_n_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Quando o coração ta desalentado, pedindo um colo, curativos, esparadrapo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A gente o vê sangrando, minguando, murchando &lt;br /&gt;
Coração dolorido, peito apertado, prolonga meus sentidos já turvos e piso no escuro, chão áspero e duro &lt;br /&gt;
No peito uma dor aguda, profunda, que me deixa insana &lt;br /&gt;
E sinto as palavras secando,minha boca espuma os meus olhos se fecham, coração doí e lagrimas atormentam &lt;br /&gt;
Hoje me encontro amarga, sem a calma que tanto acalenta meus dias de iluminação. &lt;br /&gt;
Me desculpe se nesse momento desaprendi a sorrir, meus motivos se foram... Porque quando a gente acostuma a ser feliz não sabemos mais como a dor enfrentar &lt;br /&gt;
Quero dias só de flores, sem todas essas dores que cismam em me fincar... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Quem sabe essas palavras me sirvam de cura e que novamente em mim versos felizes voltem a florir.&lt;br /&gt;
Só o milagre do teu amor pode me fazer renascer e voltar a despertar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Thatiana Vaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-2936652324523252021?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/2936652324523252021/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=2936652324523252021' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/2936652324523252021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/2936652324523252021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/08/o-milagre-do-teu-amor.html' title='♥→ O milagre do teu amor'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-buOuDVFFCD8/Tj4h5Wn_BHI/AAAAAAAABJ0/3A14sOru3j4/s72-c/250067_228441263832581_228323503844357_1080058_7404862_n_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-3652739332093795655</id><published>2011-08-07T01:19:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T10:41:46.284-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thatiana Vaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→  Fato Eternizado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ihlJ0egenw0/Tj4VwikLm7I/AAAAAAAABJw/NzRnN07IfrY/s1600/tumblr_lejb2s9wlX1qa3op2o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="308" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ihlJ0egenw0/Tj4VwikLm7I/AAAAAAAABJw/NzRnN07IfrY/s400/tumblr_lejb2s9wlX1qa3op2o1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E essa falta que me consome, que chama teu nome, &amp;nbsp;a tua voz que não me deixa nem cala, me comove, faz desejar tua boca colada a minha sem ensaios ou disfarces, assumidos no toque da minha pele, que doma, sacia a vontade de te ter&amp;nbsp; entre nuvens que surgem. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Traz o teu &lt;b&gt;Sol&lt;/b&gt;, meu guia, direcionando nas minhas estradas todos os dias, meu caminho é o teu, sou tua e já sabia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Se aproxima do meu corpo, sente meus sonhos te implorando para tomar conta do que te pertence, sem mais enganos. A Minha alma é tua casa, meu coração é tua morada, nas miudezas de afetos tão nossos, de momentos tão íntimos, de vida consagrada pelo amor entre homem e mulher. Divino!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Depois de provar&amp;nbsp; da tua paixão jamais saberei viver longe de ti, cúmplice, amigo, companheiro, homem felino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Minha vida em tuas mãos, minha alegria em teu olhar, minha esperança em tuas palavras, meu amanhecer em teus sorrisos... Fato eternizado em mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Thatiana Vaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu não vou saber me acostumar&lt;br /&gt;
Sem suas mãos pra me acalmar&lt;br /&gt;
Sem seu olhar pra me entender&lt;br /&gt;
Sem seu carinho, amor, sem você&lt;br /&gt;
Vem me tirar da solidão,&lt;br /&gt;
Fazer feliz meu coração&lt;br /&gt;
Já não importa quem errou&lt;br /&gt;
O que passou, passou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Então vem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Michael Sulivan / Paulo Massadas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu menti quando disse que não sentiria nada tão grande quanto o que eu sentia por você. Eu menti. Te amo agora muito mais do que me ví ser capaz alguma vez na minha vida &amp;nbsp;e esse monstro com nome de medo&amp;nbsp;que me deixa apavorada com a iminência de te perder assombra meus segundos e o pavor dos olhos fecharem e a sua imagem sumir me deixa tremendo e assustada, encolhida, recolhida num canto esperando &amp;nbsp;você voltar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Thatiana Vaz&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/8917931826493096166-5623582924889371522?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/5623582924889371522/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=5623582924889371522' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/5623582924889371522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/5623582924889371522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/08/eu-menti.html' title='♥→ O Medo do Monstro'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYQIxZLozwM/Tj3n540__qI/AAAAAAAABJo/kfXfCC5H3Ss/s72-c/tumblr_lh89cebwBW1qzdll0o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-1669442465025897143</id><published>2011-08-06T16:14:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:19:48.004-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases em Pétalas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thatiana Vaz'/><title type='text'>♥→ Não existe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GkYDeOCUasA/Tj2duYBm0pI/AAAAAAAABJk/0FiQBDMG9KU/s1600/tumblr_lndld0KUnv1qcujdlo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="246" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GkYDeOCUasA/Tj2duYBm0pI/AAAAAAAABJk/0FiQBDMG9KU/s400/tumblr_lndld0KUnv1qcujdlo1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Não existe ninguém nesse mundo que te ame mais do que eu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Se ele se for do meu peito só me restará as lembranças, restará a saudade, a imagem solidificada em meus pensamentos, impregnados em mim&lt;br /&gt;
Aprendi a ter esperança me enxergando em teus olhos, a me importar com teus detalhes, a decorar teus sorrisos e teus olhares&lt;br /&gt;
Descobri o que é ser feliz aconchegada em teus braços,  tocando tua face, ouvindo a tua voz e  dançando nos compassos da tua respiração &lt;br /&gt;
Sem você meu mundo é &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;frio, cinza, desorganizado, sem sentido, sem calor... Amargo, escuro, vazio&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;
Traz de volta teu  perfume que  me embriaga docemente, retorna pro meu coração, casa tua. Traz de volta meu sorriso, o brilho e a vontade de viver novamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Nada tem sentido sem você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Thatiana Vaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-6482080812526895773?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/6482080812526895773/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=6482080812526895773' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/6482080812526895773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/6482080812526895773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/08/sem-voce.html' title='♥→ Sem você'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hZ7QpQKMw8Y/Tj2OhsXhgDI/AAAAAAAABJg/l_o0BSf5dPc/s72-c/tumblr_lpc4ogtaYb1qeptr7o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-2783347185843108530</id><published>2011-08-02T18:39:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T18:39:50.937-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chico Buarque'/><title type='text'>♥→ Chico Buarque</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4OFKEaCT104/TjhuflLtTvI/AAAAAAAABJc/v7QhgAzgbt8/s1600/tumblr_lp9uvrMnbe1qhfgxbo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4OFKEaCT104/TjhuflLtTvI/AAAAAAAABJc/v7QhgAzgbt8/s400/tumblr_lp9uvrMnbe1qhfgxbo1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;“O meu amor tem um jeito manso que é só seu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E que me deixa louca quando me beija a boca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A minha pele toda fica arrepiada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E me beija com calma e fundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Até minh'alma se sentir beijada”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;(Chico Buarque)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-2783347185843108530?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/2783347185843108530/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=2783347185843108530' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/2783347185843108530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/2783347185843108530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/08/chico-buarque.html' title='♥→ Chico Buarque'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4OFKEaCT104/TjhuflLtTvI/AAAAAAAABJc/v7QhgAzgbt8/s72-c/tumblr_lp9uvrMnbe1qhfgxbo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-2006053887442507615</id><published>2011-08-02T15:58:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T18:00:33.407-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lídia Martins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pipa'/><title type='text'>♥→ Meu Silêncio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bUm9Xq0CG4c/TjhH5idkoYI/AAAAAAAABIM/6PbPAGGXAnE/s1600/tumblr_ln5w8kjp891qg7067o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bUm9Xq0CG4c/TjhH5idkoYI/AAAAAAAABIM/6PbPAGGXAnE/s400/tumblr_ln5w8kjp891qg7067o1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nada melhor que o silêncio para amenizar as verdades que meus olhos nem sempre querem enxergar&lt;br /&gt;
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Nada melhor que o silêncio que ameniza minhas dores, que confortam os meus sonhos que podem não florescerem dentro de um abandono, porque sou feita de delírios, música, confetes e hormônios, pierrôs, colombinas que em minha utopia &amp;nbsp;esbaldam &amp;nbsp;todas as suas danças até o amanhecer&lt;br /&gt;
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Nada melhor que as palavras não ditas, as malditas, benditas, as insanas , promíscuas, aflitas, solícitas, difundas de dentro da alma que expressam a minha delicadeza, envolta a aspereza de momentos incompreendidos por uma mente confusa, pensante, errante, relevante e andante.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nada melhor que o silêncio que invade meus pensamentos, que traz a mim o sono, que conforta a falta , ciúme que inalo e machuca, que me trará a presença, um novo dia, doce, mel, sossegada...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Viciante toda minha existência &amp;nbsp;dentro do teu amor... Impossível esquecer.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-size: x-small;"&gt;PS: Se sinto doer é porque te amo demais.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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Thatiana Vaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;P.S.: Sinto sua falta amor. Em agosto, sentirei ainda mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Lídia Martins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-2006053887442507615?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/2006053887442507615/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=2006053887442507615' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/2006053887442507615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/2006053887442507615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/08/meu-silencio_02.html' title='♥→ Meu Silêncio'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bUm9Xq0CG4c/TjhH5idkoYI/AAAAAAAABIM/6PbPAGGXAnE/s72-c/tumblr_ln5w8kjp891qg7067o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-3505176648425092333</id><published>2011-07-31T18:44:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T18:50:00.931-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cris...'/><title type='text'>♥→ Sorriso de Sol</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eg6E6FVm15A/TjXKzRV1ezI/AAAAAAAABIA/5tgMAgop5kI/s1600/tumblr_ljlvjauTcY1qeptgxo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="306" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eg6E6FVm15A/TjXKzRV1ezI/AAAAAAAABIA/5tgMAgop5kI/s320/tumblr_ljlvjauTcY1qeptgxo1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ele era lindo... E tinha um sorriso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ah! Aquele sorriso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Era sol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;O mais lindo que ela já viu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sorriso largo num rosto de menino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Lábios perfeitos numa voz máscula&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;de homem que sabe o quer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;(e como conseguir...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Largo, cheio, pleno!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Preenchia, envolvia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Chegava antes de tudo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Antecipava qualquer festa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Justificava qualquer espera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Despertava...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sonhos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Também...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Olhares e sonhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Suores e sonhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Flores e sonhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Fomes e sonhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Desejos e sonhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sonhos e beijos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E falando em sonhos, e falando em beijos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ela descobriria, mais tarde, que morava  nos sonhos dele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E descobriria, finalmente, que melhor que aquele sorriso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Só mesmo o beijo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Porque se o sorriso era sol, flores em pleno inverno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;O beijo antecipava todas as primaveras,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;ultrapassava qualquer sonho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Tinha  cheiro  azul e  colorido de estrelas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Era céu sem esperas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;(E o céu nunca tinha sido tão doce...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E o resto?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;O sonho antes do beijo, o beijo além do sonho?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;O resto foi (é) tudo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;O mundo inteiro cabendo num único gesto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Silêncio de pele, movimento de corpos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Roçar de pêlos, pétalas, poros e pernas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Um (a)mar em chamas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Líquido-gemido-lambido-gostoso que queima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sussurros-arrepios-lençóis...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E os 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E hoje ele veio trazendo seu sorriso largo&lt;br /&gt;
Seu olhar enluarado&lt;br /&gt;
Esperanças nas mãos&lt;br /&gt;
Então ele veio...&lt;br /&gt;
Caminhando em meu mundo&lt;br /&gt;
Me abraçando nos segundos&lt;br /&gt;
Eternizados no meu coração&lt;br /&gt;
Tão doce como sempre&lt;br /&gt;
Seu jeito indolente&lt;br /&gt;
Me fazendo repensar&lt;br /&gt;
Meus ciúmes infundados&lt;br /&gt;
Atitudes já tomadas&lt;br /&gt;
E com toda a tua calma&lt;br /&gt;
Me ajudando a melhorar&lt;br /&gt;
Então lá vem ele,&lt;br /&gt;
Me carregando no colo&lt;br /&gt;
Aconchegando nos meus poros a sua respiração&lt;br /&gt;
Trazendo a noite escandalosa&lt;br /&gt;
E suas estrelas tortas explodindo em devoção&lt;br /&gt;
E um amor tão bonito&lt;br /&gt;
No seus braços de bandido&lt;br /&gt;
Que já furtou a minha alma&lt;br /&gt;
E me leva entre espaço, vazios e continentes&lt;br /&gt;
Em todas as torrentes com um simples gesto,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Thatiana Vaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-2210894163570424278?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/2210894163570424278/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=2210894163570424278' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/2210894163570424278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/2210894163570424278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/07/ele-em-meu-mundo.html' title='♥→ Ele em meu Mundo'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sZhohNvK3Bk/TjWv3EQ0eoI/AAAAAAAABH8/CoMwys3ymlo/s72-c/tumblr_lh1ayyWgQi1qe42eqo1_500_large_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-3139444476997931593</id><published>2011-07-31T02:29:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T22:03:27.516-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thatiana Vaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→ Do Peito</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U8aQyYJC6GU/TjTn3Kq1idI/AAAAAAAABH0/2wKyhig3kB8/s1600/197963_133653520040652_100001880136109_210988_7223472_n_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U8aQyYJC6GU/TjTn3Kq1idI/AAAAAAAABH0/2wKyhig3kB8/s400/197963_133653520040652_100001880136109_210988_7223472_n_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E quando se vê beleza tecida em delicadezas &lt;br /&gt;
E quando se vê gestos de amor doado &lt;br /&gt;
Do próximo acalentado &lt;br /&gt;
Na boca umidecida &lt;br /&gt;
Do abraço ofertado &lt;br /&gt;
Da mão estendida &lt;br /&gt;
Do olhar que acarinha &lt;br /&gt;
Das mãos que tocam as minhas &lt;br /&gt;
Então sinto que por mais que venham os obstáculos &lt;br /&gt;
As camadas transponho &lt;br /&gt;
Os objetivos alcanço &lt;br /&gt;
Porque a fé perene me move &lt;br /&gt;
Consistente em teu amor que me envolve &lt;br /&gt;
Em teu PEITO acaricio a beleza do meu dia &lt;br /&gt;
O instante da tua morada que em mim transpõe o condicional &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Da moral que se sacia &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Da bela que vira cria &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Da beleza que molha as veias &lt;br /&gt;
Percorro em instantes doces de amores a te ofertados em flores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A você Carlinha...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Do meu peito para o teu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://confissoesdopeito.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://confissoesdopeito.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-3139444476997931593?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/3139444476997931593/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=3139444476997931593' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/3139444476997931593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/3139444476997931593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/07/do-peito.html' title='♥→ Do Peito'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U8aQyYJC6GU/TjTn3Kq1idI/AAAAAAAABH0/2wKyhig3kB8/s72-c/197963_133653520040652_100001880136109_210988_7223472_n_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-3760017718822702594</id><published>2011-07-25T15:20:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:20:24.071-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thatiana Vaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→ Na Macieza dos Instantes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w76kbPne8mU/Ti2zX0jJERI/AAAAAAAABHw/7-YhBauEoLo/s1600/tumblr_lm51t6m7IZ1qcmiu9o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w76kbPne8mU/Ti2zX0jJERI/AAAAAAAABHw/7-YhBauEoLo/s400/tumblr_lm51t6m7IZ1qcmiu9o1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
E tem dias que tudo é só alegria em meu coração &lt;br /&gt;
Que os olhares viram risos &lt;br /&gt;
Esperanças em gotas cristalinas que escorrem em minhas mãos &lt;br /&gt;
Tem dias que piso macio, tocando com calma todas as considerações &lt;br /&gt;
Porque amor de fato só se vem com atos de pura dedicação &lt;br /&gt;
Não adianta apressar o passo, atropelar o tempo, fazer tudo correndo... Isso só nos causa turbulências desnecessárias, angústias infundadas, dores desconfortantes que só tornam os nossos caminhos menos floridos . &lt;br /&gt;
Então respiro bem fundo, mergulho no meu mundo, abraço teu corpo, me aconchegando dentro da sensibilidade existente, perene, indolente, consistente...&lt;br /&gt;
Quando tanto amor não cabe no peito, explode de jeito, escorre em meus olhos se consolida na minha boca em forma de sorrisos apaixonados que a te ofereço em todas as manhãs&lt;br /&gt;
Pureza gostosa, que acalenta minha alma, embala meus sonhos e se realiza em cada novo despertar&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Macieza dos instantes que só você sabe em mim fazer acontecer...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Acabei  de ler algo lindo, que caiu feito luva  hoje. Minha amiga Val (irmã de coração) ou IF pra quem preferir, escreveu um texto  no blog dela (&lt;a href="http://aincrivelfalivel.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Incrível Falível&lt;/a&gt;)&amp;nbsp;e me senti no direito de roubar uns pedacinhos e postar aqui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; ... Já me sinto dotada de um tipo de inteligência emocional de grande auto estima, que faz com que eu só goste e  de quem gosta de mim. Não tenho a menor vocação para mulher de malandro, detesto os bonitões que se acham a última bolacha do pacote, que fazem jogo e acreditam que o desprezo faz parte da conquista. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Definitivamente quanto mais sou amada, cuidada e valorizada, mais eu me apaixono.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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... Ter alguém interessado em ser melhor para te conquistar é algo para mim extraordinário, e bota extra nisso. É, acho que estou trilhando um caminho florido sem volta ao valorizar quem me ama, a reconhecer a felicidade nas pequenas grandes coisas e a perseverar na construção de relações saudáveis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Taí toda a beleza e o segredo do amor, nos doar, querer sempre &amp;nbsp;ser O MELHOR pra quem amamos, evoluir pra mais carinhos em forma de palavras, gestos, ações, olhares compartilhar com o &amp;nbsp;escolhido do nosso coração.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Então hoje meu Beu, que fazemos 6 meses &amp;nbsp;nesse amor tão apaixonado te ofereço o melhor de mim, o melhor desse amor lindo que vem crescendo e se fortalecendo a cada dia, meu melhor sorriso, meu mais terno olhar, meu beijo mais doce, meu carinho mais verdadeiro. Te ofereço meu amor, incondicional e sublime, real e franco, simples e amigo... É tudo teu. Sou feliz por te ter como meu eixo, por me guiar nos caminhos muitas vezes tortuosos, por segurar minhas mãos quando sinto medo, por tua paciência, por estar tão presente na minha vida, por teu cuidado, por tua cumplicidade, por teu colo... Por você existir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Você me dá inspiração e todos os versos &amp;nbsp;que escrevo são teus, cada palavra que me flui &amp;nbsp;te pertence. Só depois de você compreendi o real significado de amar um homem e querer por ele ser TUDO, evoluir e lhe dar todos os dias de SOL. Porque é exatamente assim que te tenho &amp;nbsp;na minha vida... Como Meu &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;SOL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, que me aquece, me ilumina, me faz ter esperanças, me faz florir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E sou incapaz de ama-lo tanto quanto  amo hoje...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Amanhã, o amarei bem mais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Cada despertar vem carregado de milagres doces, é essa delicia de sentires, de amor borbulhando no peito, pingando da boca e derretendo nos olhos... &lt;br /&gt;
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E você que anda com as mãos balançando, dirigindo teu carro vermelho por estradas que te trazem cada dia pra mais perto dos meus braços, todos teus traços ligam tua vida a minha... Reticências de amor que ainda há de vir. &lt;br /&gt;
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Ai meu menino! Solta essa fumaça de canto de boca enquanto toma seu café, olha distante, entre nuvens e me encontre em você...&lt;br /&gt;
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Toda essa geografia favorece de forma torta aos nossos desejos. Creia na fissura despertada nas faíscas que saem dos nossos olhares ternos, cúmplices, coesos e apaixonados.&lt;br /&gt;
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Vontade louca de beijos em tua boca cravar e da tua retina nunca mais sair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; Existe algo de esperança em mim, algo de criança que me comove no útero quando você me sorrir&lt;br /&gt;
Vem de lá com tuas doçuras  transbordando na sua boca &lt;br /&gt;
Com a sua meiguice que  invade meu olhar &lt;br /&gt;
Ando entre flores , piso em pétalas de sentimentos, deito na relva dos seus sabores &lt;br /&gt;
Ahhh...  Amor meu... teu corpo me esquenta nas madrugadas frias e levo teu sorriso na mente em cada passo que dou nessa longa estrada até o dia que se concretizará o nosso encontro de almas, porque há muito lhe pertenço  e felicidade  para mim tem teu nome. Sou tua e já sentia mesmo sem saber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Adotada e proclamada pela resolução 171&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;da Assembléia Geral das Emoções Unidas em 24 de Maio de 2.010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Preâmbulo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Considerando que estamos mais “perdidos do que cego em tiroteito”. Considerando que o desprezo e o desrespeito pelos direitos dos sonhadores resultaram em atos de pura isolação que ultrajaram a consciência desses coitados. Considerando que precisamos uns dos outros para o que não temos capacidade de gerar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A Assembléia Geral dos Decepcionados proclama:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A presente &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Declaração Universal dos Diretos dos Sonhadores&lt;/span&gt;, com o ideal comum a ser atingido por todos os povos e todas as nações do planeta com o objetivo de que cada indivíduo e cada órgão da sociedade, tendo sempre em mente esta Declaração, se esforce a entrar nessa brincadeira de Faz-de-conta, para o que nomeio a Serena-Cris para dar a ela a finalidade principal, qual seja: “Faz de conta que o céu tá bonito, que a saudade é pequena e que a fé é muita. Faz de conta que a dor foi-se embora. Faz de conta que ama e que é amada. Faz de conta que nada mais sangra, que o sonho não acabou e que o riso é constante. Faz de conta que num piscar de olho a gente constrói o que a gente quiser. Faz de conta que o amor é tanto que corre das veias e chega a sobrar. Faz de conta que a inocência ainda existe e tá pertinho da gente. Faz de conta que as pessoas que a gente gosta apareçam em sonho. Faz de conta que o fio da vida é longo e que nele cabe a eternidade. Faz de conta que as cantigas ocupam o lugar do choro. Faz de conta que a gente consegue desatar os nós de marinheiro que a vida dá. Faz de conta que não é preciso inventar."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Em defesa dos Direitos de nós, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Sonhadores&lt;/span&gt;, todos estão convidados a participar do movimento dos Sem-Céu. Estamos acampados num barraco na boca da lua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ARTIGO 1º&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;- É proibido não ter esperanças. Só porque é Janeiro, Fevereiro, Março, Abril, Maio, Junho, Julho, Agosto, Setembro, Outubro, Novembro e Dezembro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ARTIGO 2°&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; É proibido não fazer acampamento no jardim às segundas e terças com a barraca do seu irmão emprestada. E a pantufa dos Incríveis também.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ARTIGO 3º&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ninguém será mantido em solidão e os tráficos de tristeza serão proibidos em todas as suas formas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ARTIGO 4º&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ninguém será submetido a amores não correspondidos, indiferenças, nem a castigo cruel por causa de saudade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ARTIGO 5°&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Todo Sonhador, principalmente os poetas, tem o direito de ser reconhecido pelos seus gestos de carinho, recebendo pelos menos dois telefonemas por dia, e uma mensagem à noite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ARTIGO 6º&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Nenhum sonhador será preso, detido ou exilado por viver no mundo-da-lua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ARTIGO 7º&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;- Todo sonhador tem direito de decidir quem gosta ou não dele, nada de escutar o que os outros dizem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ARTIGO 8º&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; - Todo sonhador tem direito a pelo menos um (a) monstro (a) de chocolate, que tenha fome de olhar ou um (a) monstro (a) de groselha que tenha fome de beijar, aí você escolhe o monstro da  sua  preferência, ou um ou outro viu gente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ARTIGO 9º&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;- Todo sonhador é inocente, até que realidade lhe prove o contrário, o que não vai adiantar, porque ninguém aqui é bobo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ARTIGO 10º&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Nenhum sonhador casado, enrolado, encrencado, separado e principalmente solteiro,  pode ser criticado pela sua mãe, pelo seu pai, pelos tios, primos ou parentes distantes, desavisados, ou até mesmo por quem não tenha nada a ver com isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ARTIGO 11º&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Todo sonhador tem direito a uma nave espacial ou um disco-voador dentro das fronteiras e limites de cada céu que decidir pousar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ARTIGO 12º&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Todo sonhador tem direito a contrair matrimônio e fundar uma família. Casamento não, né gente? Tá, então vou reformular: Todo sonhador tem direito de ficar com quem ele quiser, independente de compromisso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ARTIGO 13º&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Todo sonhador tem direito  a comer tudo que tiver vontade,  sem precisar se preocupar, podendo ainda,  falar sozinho, cantar no chuveiro e andar descalço na chuva, sem ficar gripado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ARTIGO 14º&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;- Todo sonhador tem direito a um lugar tranqüilo, para dizer o que pensa e o que sente, bem como saber o que o outro está pensando e sentindo, em público ou em particular, isso inclui broncas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ARTIGO 15º&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Todo sonhador tem direito a um detector de balelas, apto a transmitir informações e idéias quando alguém estiver te enrolando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ARTIGO 16º&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Todo sonhador tem direito à liberdade de reunião e associação pacíficas, para discutir a vida, até alheia se for o caso, com direito a cerveja, vinho tinto, whisky e vodka se precisar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ARTIGO 17º&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;- Ninguém está obrigado a fazer parte dessa associação, mas quem fizer, na qualidade de membro da sociedade, terá seus direitos emocionais assegurados pelo Sindicato dos Corações Partidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ARTIGO 18º&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Esta vontade será expressa em posts periódicos, com expressa opinião do povo, para que nos ajudem a descobrir o que vai ser melhor para a nossa vida, até porque, tem coisa que a gente não consegue decidir sozinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ARTIGO 19º&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Todo sonhador está obrigado a dar um beijo na testa dos seus avós, dos seus pais, dos seus irmãos, dos seus filhos, dos seus amigos e de quem mais quem precisar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ARTIGO&amp;nbsp;21º&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sonhar junto e sem limites será a base da autoridade, porque nosso estado emocional é completamente dependente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Esses direitos e liberdades não podem, em hipótese alguma, ser exercidos contrariamente aos propósitos e princípios das Emoções Unidas.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;É isso aí gente, o vento está soprando, deixa voar....&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Pipa. Agora eu era o herói.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://agentepodiasevernoar.blogspot.com/2011/07/despedida.html"&gt;A gente podia se ver no ar.: Despedida&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Lídia Martins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="entry clearfloat"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-3577741967047555281?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://agentepodiasevernoar.blogspot.com/2011/07/despedida.html' title='♥→ Declaração Universal Dos Direitos Dos Sonhadores'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/3577741967047555281/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=3577741967047555281' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/3577741967047555281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/3577741967047555281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/07/gente-podia-se-ver-no-ar-despedida.html' title='♥→ Declaração Universal Dos Direitos Dos Sonhadores'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Q_E441Yigw/Thn40HajAKI/AAAAAAAABHQ/rFAAq9z74eo/s72-c/tumblr_lhc8orUX1F1qe42eqo1_500_large_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-5407787069431062179</id><published>2011-07-09T19:46:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:22:22.907-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thatiana Vaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→ Falando em Paixão...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OuhWA3LS45M/ThjaHarRrfI/AAAAAAAABHM/rjQUVSzon-c/s1600/tumblr_lk0y2xkXUl1qbg3f5o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OuhWA3LS45M/ThjaHarRrfI/AAAAAAAABHM/rjQUVSzon-c/s400/tumblr_lk0y2xkXUl1qbg3f5o1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Me encontro nas miudezas de dias tecidos por um amor tão superlativamente apaixonado... Desejo espalhar pelos olhos humanos essa purpurina de sentires envoltos a delicadezas de sabores que espumam  da minha boca e pingam dos meus olhos...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Revelando-me em três palavras...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Amor por você.&lt;br /&gt;
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Thatiana Vaz&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/8917931826493096166-5407787069431062179?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/5407787069431062179/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=5407787069431062179' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/5407787069431062179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/5407787069431062179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/07/falando-em-paixao.html' title='♥→ Falando em Paixão...'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OuhWA3LS45M/ThjaHarRrfI/AAAAAAAABHM/rjQUVSzon-c/s72-c/tumblr_lk0y2xkXUl1qbg3f5o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-3297381841185150177</id><published>2011-07-08T23:47:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:22:44.414-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thatiana Vaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→Meu fato, teu ato ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OcFk-ld2WQ8/ThfA7jiMSQI/AAAAAAAABHI/gkTTafgOukA/s1600/tumblr_lo1obqLIeL1qkeoddo1_500_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OcFk-ld2WQ8/ThfA7jiMSQI/AAAAAAAABHI/gkTTafgOukA/s400/tumblr_lo1obqLIeL1qkeoddo1_500_large.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Meu fato, teu ato &lt;br /&gt;
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Tua retina cristaliza na minha&lt;br /&gt;
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E eu quase caio, pernas bambas nesse passo, envolto aos desejos do seu tracejo... &lt;br /&gt;
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Debruço, respiro, gemo, reviro, me acanho no teu mundo, tão puro...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Te beijo, aconchego, te cheiro, devagar... &lt;br /&gt;
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Quase a desmaiar, nesses braços tão meus... &lt;br /&gt;
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Me segura, forte, bem forte, corpo com alma... &lt;br /&gt;
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Coloca teu coração na boca e me beija &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; Quando meu acordar vem cheio de cores &lt;br /&gt;
Na minha boca teus sabores &lt;br /&gt;
Preenchendo de doçuras o meu olhar &lt;br /&gt;
E dedilho tua face com as delicadezas do meu coração &lt;br /&gt;
Sei que é lá que você está... Em mim... Basta eu me olhar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Simplicidades e miúdezas de quem ama...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Thatiana Vaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-1942136251624929555?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/1942136251624929555/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=1942136251624929555' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/1942136251624929555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/1942136251624929555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/07/e-por-falar-de-voce-em-mim.html' title='♥→  Você em mim...'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_FMYe8SPW4U/Thcld00MfAI/AAAAAAAABHE/cAnVX7THSpE/s72-c/tumblr_limm260SYj1qgil8oo1_500_large.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-7273750666746925601</id><published>2011-07-06T18:17:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:23:25.851-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thatiana Vaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→ Meu Agora</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pSFWxmTnBeY/ThTQl1FRFlI/AAAAAAAABHA/Nv1mvFxwHVw/s1600/270463_228068307224229_100000631832057_690070_4820910_n_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pSFWxmTnBeY/ThTQl1FRFlI/AAAAAAAABHA/Nv1mvFxwHVw/s400/270463_228068307224229_100000631832057_690070_4820910_n_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; E se a distancia cismar em existir e o tempo consumar tua falta meus pensamentos vão te encontrar...  &lt;br /&gt;
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E quando essa hora chegar...&lt;br /&gt;
Te abraço com minha saudade &lt;br /&gt;
Te envolvo na minha verdade&lt;br /&gt;
Te cuido com a minha vontade &lt;br /&gt;
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Tuas palavras mais amargas irei  perdoar ,porque teus momentos sei entender. &lt;br /&gt;
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Te amo em todas as suas imperfeições, te aceito exatamente como és&lt;br /&gt;
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O lugar dos meus lábios é em tua boca &lt;br /&gt;
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Meus carinhos te pertencem &lt;br /&gt;
Minhas horas são tuas &lt;br /&gt;
Meu amor é teu... Sinceramente&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; meu AGORA tem teu nome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;e eu tenho toda fome do desejo do teu olhar no meu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; Thatiana Vaz&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/8917931826493096166-7273750666746925601?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/7273750666746925601/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=7273750666746925601' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/7273750666746925601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/7273750666746925601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/07/meu-agora.html' title='♥→ Meu Agora'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pSFWxmTnBeY/ThTQl1FRFlI/AAAAAAAABHA/Nv1mvFxwHVw/s72-c/270463_228068307224229_100000631832057_690070_4820910_n_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-1000215442099982686</id><published>2011-07-04T22:43:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:23:52.159-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thatiana Vaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→ Amor Meu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ojl4Zdw-DmA/ThJsPtNLnXI/AAAAAAAABG0/mO2bbFyHOPo/s1600/tumblr_ln1lp65TA01qb7ucko1_500_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="271" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ojl4Zdw-DmA/ThJsPtNLnXI/AAAAAAAABG0/mO2bbFyHOPo/s400/tumblr_ln1lp65TA01qb7ucko1_500_large.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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E de repente você vem &lt;br /&gt;
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Ilumina a minha vida &lt;br /&gt;
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Espalha alegrias somente com teu olhar &lt;br /&gt;
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Chega de mansinho, invadindo meus caminhos me fazendo fortalecer &lt;br /&gt;
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Cada passo nessa estrada fico mais apaixonada e sonho em te ter &lt;br /&gt;
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Ofegante em meus braços &lt;br /&gt;
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Sentindo a sua pele &lt;br /&gt;
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Seus afagos sempre doces&lt;br /&gt;
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Suas mãos em minhas dores &lt;br /&gt;
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Não me canso de lhe dizer &lt;br /&gt;
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Que acordo cada dia mais e mais apaixonada &lt;br /&gt;
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Vc contem as miudezas e todas as delicadezas que sempre sonhei pra mim &lt;br /&gt;
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Traz de lá uma vivencia que se concretiza em seus atos &lt;br /&gt;
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Me tornando cada vez mais mulher, basta estar ao teu lado &lt;br /&gt;
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Então lhe digo AMOR MEU, que sem você não sou mais nada &lt;br /&gt;
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Que se danem as metáforas de ser feliz primeiro pra só depois ser feliz com um Homem &lt;br /&gt;
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Porque vem de você o sentido único e constante de felicidade que me faz reviver &lt;br /&gt;
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Que me causa o desejo de ser sempre melhor para a minha vida lhe doar &lt;br /&gt;
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Adormeço e acordo cada dia MAIS te amando de forma sublime e perpétua &lt;br /&gt;
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Basta olhar em meus olhos e se enxergará neles&lt;br /&gt;
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Porque é lá que você habita, &lt;br /&gt;
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Bem fundo, &lt;br /&gt;
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Na minha alma&lt;br /&gt;
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No meu coração...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Thatiana Vaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-1000215442099982686?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/1000215442099982686/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=1000215442099982686' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/1000215442099982686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/1000215442099982686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/07/amor-meu.html' title='♥→ Amor Meu'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ojl4Zdw-DmA/ThJsPtNLnXI/AAAAAAAABG0/mO2bbFyHOPo/s72-c/tumblr_ln1lp65TA01qb7ucko1_500_large.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-1607946855753036996</id><published>2011-07-03T12:49:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:24:13.669-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thatiana Vaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→ Corpo... Alma... Coração!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2TZ63UglbJg/ThCPjsmsSZI/AAAAAAAABGw/TnOkP8310xs/s1600/beautiful-couple-forever-high-school-musical-image-love-Favim.com-81495_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="288" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2TZ63UglbJg/ThCPjsmsSZI/AAAAAAAABGw/TnOkP8310xs/s400/beautiful-couple-forever-high-school-musical-image-love-Favim.com-81495_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Em tuas mãos entreguei minhas sinceridades, meus medos e anseios &lt;br /&gt;
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Te revelei segredos nem a mim confessáveis &lt;br /&gt;
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Te trouxe  pedaços dos meus dias &lt;br /&gt;
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Um tanto da minha vivência &lt;br /&gt;
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Depositei nos teus olhos todas as minhas verdades  &lt;br /&gt;
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Resolvi não mais guardar nada só pra mim &lt;br /&gt;
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Desejo ser sempre NÓS, cúmplices e coesos &lt;br /&gt;
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Sempre dois corpos que ocupam o mesmo lugar no espaço...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Corpo... Alma... Coração!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Thatiana Vaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-1607946855753036996?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/1607946855753036996/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=1607946855753036996' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/1607946855753036996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/1607946855753036996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/07/corpo-alma-coracao.html' title='♥→ Corpo... Alma... Coração!'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2TZ63UglbJg/ThCPjsmsSZI/AAAAAAAABGw/TnOkP8310xs/s72-c/beautiful-couple-forever-high-school-musical-image-love-Favim.com-81495_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-3928080458009617360</id><published>2011-07-01T10:36:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:24:33.497-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thatiana Vaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→ E nesse Momento...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mkNDY_A9LrU/Tg3NNE6HkUI/AAAAAAAABGs/vx8ThkL19hE/s1600/STROPICCIAMI%252BDI%252BBACI%252BAMORE_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="335" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mkNDY_A9LrU/Tg3NNE6HkUI/AAAAAAAABGs/vx8ThkL19hE/s400/STROPICCIAMI%252BDI%252BBACI%252BAMORE_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Traga contigo a leveza do meu dia &lt;br /&gt;
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A esperança que se renova abrindo novos caminhos onde nossos pés pisarem&lt;br /&gt;
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Aceito muitos carinhos no rosto... &lt;br /&gt;
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(Pra começarmos)&lt;br /&gt;
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Traga contigo todo afago &lt;br /&gt;
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E os beijos que em tua boca depositei&lt;br /&gt;
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(Afaste de leve meus cabelos antes de puxá-los) &lt;br /&gt;
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Entregue-os com juros diretamente na minha nuca &lt;br /&gt;
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Espalhe-os no meu corpo enquanto me desnuda &lt;br /&gt;
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Traga tuas delicadezas tão viris e fortes &lt;br /&gt;
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Aceito até tua aspereza envolto a sorte &lt;br /&gt;
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Traga o roçar da sua barba por fazer &lt;br /&gt;
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Os leves arranhões que deixará em meu pescoço &lt;br /&gt;
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Me faça marcas &lt;br /&gt;
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Marcas concretizadas  dos momentos de paixão &lt;br /&gt;
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E aquele brilho ofuscante no meu olhar, (também quero) &lt;br /&gt;
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Me transforme em risos bobos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Risos de mulher bem amada&lt;br /&gt;
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De fêmea acalentada&lt;br /&gt;
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Não esqueça dos teus vícios&lt;br /&gt;
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Traga-os todos&lt;br /&gt;
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Em mim se perca...&lt;br /&gt;
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Transforme meus dias em noites&lt;br /&gt;
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E &amp;nbsp;minhas noites em intermináveis momentos de amores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Thatiana Vaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-3928080458009617360?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/3928080458009617360/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=3928080458009617360' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/3928080458009617360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/3928080458009617360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/07/e-nesse-momento.html' title='♥→ E nesse Momento...'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mkNDY_A9LrU/Tg3NNE6HkUI/AAAAAAAABGs/vx8ThkL19hE/s72-c/STROPICCIAMI%252BDI%252BBACI%252BAMORE_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-1400744615291780453</id><published>2011-06-30T23:04:00.013-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:25:31.559-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thatiana Vaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→ Ardendo por dentro...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nI7eJftH9zc/Tg0q6c-DenI/AAAAAAAABGo/x_4794oXcSc/s1600/tumblr_llknetEIqI1qccn4po1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="345" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nI7eJftH9zc/Tg0q6c-DenI/AAAAAAAABGo/x_4794oXcSc/s400/tumblr_llknetEIqI1qccn4po1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Ando em êxtase &lt;br /&gt;
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Paixão transbordando nos olhos &lt;br /&gt;
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Inebriante&lt;br /&gt;
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Minha pele clama a tua&lt;br /&gt;
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Pronuncie meu nome... Baixinho &lt;br /&gt;
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De leve ao pé do ouvido&lt;br /&gt;
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Arrepios&lt;br /&gt;
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Corpo em chamas&lt;br /&gt;
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Coração implora &lt;br /&gt;
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Segredos...&lt;br /&gt;
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Tua retina na minha &lt;br /&gt;
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Malina&lt;br /&gt;
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Atiça&lt;br /&gt;
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Perturba&lt;br /&gt;
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Memórias em vontades&lt;br /&gt;
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Fogo consome&lt;br /&gt;
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Me entrego&lt;br /&gt;
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Em desejos &lt;br /&gt;
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Embriagada&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Coração pulsando&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Por ti...&lt;br /&gt;
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Entorpeço&lt;br /&gt;
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Com a tua poesia toda em mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Thatiana Vaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-1400744615291780453?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/1400744615291780453/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=1400744615291780453' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/1400744615291780453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/1400744615291780453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/06/ardendo-por-dentro.html' title='♥→ Ardendo por dentro...'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nI7eJftH9zc/Tg0q6c-DenI/AAAAAAAABGo/x_4794oXcSc/s72-c/tumblr_llknetEIqI1qccn4po1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-3584126840857790482</id><published>2011-06-29T17:04:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:26:20.870-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thatiana Vaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→ Segredo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-msKeUTUozeY/TguFFg4QPBI/AAAAAAAABGk/EfJcxG8P4Qw/s1600/tumblr_lnkhxl9hwM1qjoiipo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-msKeUTUozeY/TguFFg4QPBI/AAAAAAAABGk/EfJcxG8P4Qw/s400/tumblr_lnkhxl9hwM1qjoiipo1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;O que acontece a baixo da minha superfície só você sabe &lt;br /&gt;
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Porque és o motivo dos meus versos &lt;br /&gt;
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E a ti confesso&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Que sem teu amor não sei  mais sorrir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Thatiana Vaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-3584126840857790482?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/3584126840857790482/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=3584126840857790482' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/3584126840857790482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/3584126840857790482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/06/segredo.html' title='♥→ Segredo'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-msKeUTUozeY/TguFFg4QPBI/AAAAAAAABGk/EfJcxG8P4Qw/s72-c/tumblr_lnkhxl9hwM1qjoiipo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-7861903797543562173</id><published>2011-06-28T14:48:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:26:41.059-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thatiana Vaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→ Entre Risos e Suspiros</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; Ao teu lado ando entre risos e suspiros &lt;br /&gt;
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Dou dois passos e um giro pra cair no teu abraço me jogo tão fundo e tão profundo sem perder minha direção &lt;br /&gt;
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São teus olhos que me guiam na luz ou na escuridão, na falta ou na presença nunca me sinto só &lt;br /&gt;
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Porque sempre te carrego no lugar mais aconchegado do meu mundo &lt;br /&gt;
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Você reside na minha alma, antes tão minha, hoje tão nossa e foi lá que fez morada &lt;br /&gt;
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Você pergunta se te amo tanto quanto falo, então  lhe ofereço um sorriso e toco nas tuas mãos, não percebe que meus sorrisos possuem teu nome assim como a minha inspiração? &lt;br /&gt;
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Tuas palavras a mim direcionadas são afagos de ternura que me fazem desejar loucuras típicas de quem anda em estado constante de paixão &lt;br /&gt;
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Vem, e traga de lá tuas inseguranças, jogue-as sobre a mesa, depois toque a minha pele, sinta minha respiração, olhe nos meus olhos, porque lá você se enxergará. &lt;br /&gt;
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Perceberá que elas se desfazem como mágica diante da presença de um amor tão lindo e grande quanto o que sinto por você, esses detalhes se tornam tão ínfimos, &lt;br /&gt;
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Eis aí algo incontestável. &lt;br /&gt;
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Você me pergunta se te amo de fato, que palavras são mais fáceis que atos, então te respondo amor meu: &lt;br /&gt;
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- Cada momento ao teu lado é elevado ao sagrado, miudezas consagradas, verdades impronunciáveis, verdades sentidas, coisas tão minhas, sensações tão nossas...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Eu e você, você e eu...  &lt;br /&gt;
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Agora  feche teus olhos e sinta a resposta do meu coração para o teu...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Te amo como nunca fui capaz de amar ninguém&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Thatiana Vaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-7861903797543562173?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/7861903797543562173/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=7861903797543562173' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/7861903797543562173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/7861903797543562173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/06/entre-risos-e-suspiros.html' title='♥→ Entre Risos e Suspiros'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jRILz90YALc/TgoTv0k9NAI/AAAAAAAABGg/Shoi4UXjTYU/s72-c/tumblr_lmg2s2qQXG1qcvu6ao1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-1154125332861046217</id><published>2011-06-27T13:01:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:27:45.298-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases em Pétalas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thatiana Vaz'/><title type='text'>♥→Sobre Amor e Medo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vGSCbAZ2HNA/TggdBOn8CsI/AAAAAAAABGc/q_Ud6gqu89g/s1600/tumblr_lndy9pwUMI1qhqeuqo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vGSCbAZ2HNA/TggdBOn8CsI/AAAAAAAABGc/q_Ud6gqu89g/s400/tumblr_lndy9pwUMI1qhqeuqo1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Quando o amor rima com medo se cria preconceitos, &lt;br /&gt;
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Miudezas preciosas se perdem  e talvez não as encontremos nunca mais &lt;br /&gt;
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Sinal que podemos estar amando errado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Thatiana Vaz&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/8917931826493096166-1154125332861046217?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/1154125332861046217/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=1154125332861046217' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/1154125332861046217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/1154125332861046217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/06/sobre-amor-e-medo.html' title='♥→Sobre Amor e Medo'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vGSCbAZ2HNA/TggdBOn8CsI/AAAAAAAABGc/q_Ud6gqu89g/s72-c/tumblr_lndy9pwUMI1qhqeuqo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-2819173642924613822</id><published>2011-06-26T18:21:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:28:28.770-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thatiana Vaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→ Nosso Silêncio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nas sutilezas dos nossos instantes estão as razões mais belas de dias felizes&lt;br /&gt;
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Eis o nosso amor , guardado  nos segredos que nossos olhares trazem, nas simplicidades...&lt;br /&gt;
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Cada momento ao teu lado se faz eterno somente por teu sorriso existir nele&lt;br /&gt;
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Não há mal nesse mundo que afugente meu coração do lado do teu&lt;br /&gt;
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Conheço o caminho, reconheço o som dos teus passos e o timbre da tua voz&lt;br /&gt;
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Optei por te amar de forma incondicional e sublime&lt;br /&gt;
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A poesia mais bela ainda será escrita, sem geometria, regras corretas. &lt;br /&gt;
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Sem engessamento de alma &lt;br /&gt;
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E  não por palavras, mas por nossos silêncios&lt;br /&gt;
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Porque não existe palavra  pronunciada tão forte quanto o que dizemos  e compomos em nossos momentos de comunhão, &lt;br /&gt;
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De silêncios comungados e perpetuados por esta paixão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;E lá veio ele, &lt;br /&gt;
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O momento por mim tão esperado enfim chegou, &lt;br /&gt;
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Passos lentos e decididos &lt;br /&gt;
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O avistei de longe pelo meu coração aflito. &lt;br /&gt;
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Em uma das mãos trazia flores e na outra punhado de saudades &lt;br /&gt;
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Em teu coração misto de alegria e dores, &lt;br /&gt;
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Nos teus olhos haviam uma miscelânea de sentires, alguns dissabores &lt;br /&gt;
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E lá veio ele, &lt;br /&gt;
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Passos firmes e fortes &lt;br /&gt;
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Andando entre meu sul, teu norte &lt;br /&gt;
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Veio de verde, tua cor da sorte &lt;br /&gt;
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Na boca muitas histórias &lt;br /&gt;
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Na cabeça inúmeras memórias que lhe faziam pensar &lt;br /&gt;
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Em teu peito um turbilhão de tormentos de quem tava decidido a se superar &lt;br /&gt;
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Não fugiu da dor em nenhum momento, homem com fé de guerreiro e olhar de menino. &lt;br /&gt;
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Me prometeu mais alegria e menos lágrimas, mais suspiros e menos calma &lt;br /&gt;
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Abracei com doçura, teu corpo, na minha alma aconcheguei &lt;br /&gt;
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Agora era minha vez de lhe cuidar...&lt;br /&gt;
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Thatiana Vaz&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/8917931826493096166-2199170163800068890?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/2199170163800068890/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=2199170163800068890' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/2199170163800068890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/2199170163800068890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/06/reencontro.html' title='♥→ Reencontro'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4guuIcNu-Ek/TgXbY1EPH6I/AAAAAAAABGI/zfkf4o4iyVo/s72-c/romantic-engagement-portrait_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-4627936760061409476</id><published>2011-06-24T00:38:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:29:19.506-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thatiana Vaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→ Coisinha chamada Saudade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3pAptV-Zvnc/TgQGipyn3aI/AAAAAAAABGE/jB8PUohPvkU/s1600/270294_239885579357539_100000082955116_1026951_4912979_n_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3pAptV-Zvnc/TgQGipyn3aI/AAAAAAAABGE/jB8PUohPvkU/s400/270294_239885579357539_100000082955116_1026951_4912979_n_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Você pode não estar aqui, mas te sinto assim, dentro de mim, teus olhos me seguem e isso me conforta &lt;br /&gt;
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Presença física não é nada pra quem ama, proezas do coração: essa geografia só o coração transcende &lt;br /&gt;
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Te trago pra perto mesmo estando longe... Sinto teu coração pulsando na minha garganta &lt;br /&gt;
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Meu mundo no teu abraço, teu abraço na minha alma, tua alma na minha vontade... &lt;br /&gt;
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Só quem ama tanto sente e sente como gente e chora feito criança &lt;br /&gt;
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As minhas palavras só são consagradas  se nelas estiverem lágrimas e nessas tem &lt;br /&gt;
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Saudade é dor que fica e que finca bem lá no fundo do coração &lt;br /&gt;
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Pra ser vivo sinta saudade, pra ser humano chore por saudade&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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As tuas palavras, a mim enviadas _ as que tanto esperei _  suas delicadezas, envoltos a sutilezas que só os  privilegiados possuem, significaram tanto pra mim, é um sonho renascido, um dia florido, que volta a me encantar. &lt;br /&gt;
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Uma esperança de tempo bom, de tristezas transpostas, de evolução consagrada, de caminhos deflorados, tempo que aconchega , que devolve a esperança e vem junto a confiança com meu riso despertado. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Letras que iluminam minha alma, que fazem carinhos no coração, miudezas tão nossas... &lt;br /&gt;
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Meu amor se prolonga, cresce e engrandece, reafirma e enobrecem nesse meu coração que não cansa de  teu nome pronunciar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 13.5pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Imagem:&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/6467607"&gt;weheartit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-228722648434369892?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/228722648434369892/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=228722648434369892' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/228722648434369892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/228722648434369892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title='♥→ Recado'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-usCw6gEYKiQ/TgPzomQXuYI/AAAAAAAABGA/6XT5hwEd4mk/s72-c/tumblr_lfdd9kzK6P1qd2maoo1_500_large.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-4091743156716696727</id><published>2011-06-23T17:42:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T18:11:10.637-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→ Confesso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HHwH72Owd5c/TgOkWgsT6tI/AAAAAAAABF4/u383Pfi8DKA/s1600/bokeh-hair-light-photography-sunlight-Favim.com-80721_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HHwH72Owd5c/TgOkWgsT6tI/AAAAAAAABF4/u383Pfi8DKA/s400/bokeh-hair-light-photography-sunlight-Favim.com-80721_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Nunca fui sozinha, sempre tive minhas neuras e minha poesia pra me acompanharem&lt;br /&gt;
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Nunca fui mesquinha, escrevendo palavras divido o que sei, sinto e aconteço sem cessar &lt;br /&gt;
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Nunca fui tímida, só não olhava nos olhos de quem podia me cegar &lt;br /&gt;
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Nunca fui indiferente, somente resistente  diante dos que não sabiam amar&lt;br /&gt;
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Nunca fui carente, talvez um pouco indolente, mas pra quê confessar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Sempre tive cabelos longos pra esconder meu rosto quando a brisa soprar&lt;br /&gt;
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Sempre fui superlativa, super ativa, super a deriva nesse alto mar&lt;br /&gt;
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Mas posso afirmar que nunca fui compreendida com toda minha ciclotímia de me apaixonar...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Por coisas que somente &lt;b&gt;EU&lt;/b&gt; consigo enxergar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Thatiana Vaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-4091743156716696727?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/4091743156716696727/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=4091743156716696727' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/4091743156716696727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/4091743156716696727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/06/confesso.html' title='♥→ Confesso'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HHwH72Owd5c/TgOkWgsT6tI/AAAAAAAABF4/u383Pfi8DKA/s72-c/bokeh-hair-light-photography-sunlight-Favim.com-80721_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-6398172862240369709</id><published>2011-06-23T10:00:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T10:35:36.499-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→ E tem dias...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mnxZp1ichPw/TgM49ZaO7bI/AAAAAAAABF0/RN3P_buwJDw/s1600/tumblr_ln56s1zvGd1qh17cqo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mnxZp1ichPw/TgM49ZaO7bI/AAAAAAAABF0/RN3P_buwJDw/s400/tumblr_ln56s1zvGd1qh17cqo1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Esperança de vida, tantas vezes contidas um dia aperta &lt;br /&gt;
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Aperta bem fundo e me ergue do túmulo &lt;br /&gt;
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Abre meus olhos, me traz a ternura perdida no caminho &lt;br /&gt;
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Sossega minha alma acaricia meu coração &lt;br /&gt;
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Brisa bate leve, bem leve roçando a minha pele, me fazendo adormecer &lt;br /&gt;
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Mas tem dias que acordo vazia, como se me faltasse energia e algo chamado  agonia me consume por dentro &lt;br /&gt;
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Tem dias que acordo mais fria, espalho no chão trapos em roupas sem tanta paixão &lt;br /&gt;
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Tem dias que meus lábios secam, minha boca amarga, minha alma te nega e eu deixo de fazer parte. &lt;br /&gt;
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Mas se seus olhos na minha frente aparecem tudo  volta a ter cor, o silêncio vira prece &lt;br /&gt;
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Teu riso de pura magia me transportar pro aconchego de beijos... &lt;br /&gt;
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Meus lábios umedecem, minha boca adoça, minha alma te chama e seus sorrisos me consomem por dentro, minha dor falece.&lt;br /&gt;
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Enquanto meu coração &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AGRADECE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ouvindo: Bach Vivaldi - Baroque Violin D Minor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Ele tem nos olhos uma ternura madura, me doma sem ao menos precisar falar me fazendo  loucuras.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tem nas mãos, um jeito todo seu de meu corpo tocar, me leva pra ver os céu e nas suas águas mergulhar. &lt;br /&gt;
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Ele sempre me traz lindas promessas, confissões e aventuras, esperança, rimas e juras dos tempos bons que acontecerão. &lt;br /&gt;
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Nos teus braços sempre tem um abraço aconchegado, calado ou gritado e eu fico ali ao lado, quietinha ouvindo o som da tua oração. &lt;br /&gt;
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Ele tem seus vícios,  avisos e mudanças de humor, o observo e amo cada face da sua lua, nos seus momentos de surtos propícios a sua dor &lt;br /&gt;
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Carrega no peito uma vontade danada do mundo mudar, faz coisas muito loucas , mas é com ele que quero estar &lt;br /&gt;
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Tem cheiro de homem forte e determinado que me inebria com sua tara, traz na boca sempre beijos  que me saciam em meio aos seus desejos em euforia. &lt;br /&gt;
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Possui uma inteligência excitante, divaga sobre diversos assuntos, de política a economia, dos sentimentos a nostalgia. &lt;br /&gt;
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Por tudo isso meu amor, preciso lhe dizer, que eu e meu coração Dom Quixotesco errante desejamos você, que a melhor parte do que escrevo vem desse amor caminhante.  &lt;br /&gt;
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Que a melhor parte de mim é você. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Thatiana Vaz&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/8917931826493096166-7961280352311183356?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/7961280352311183356/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=7961280352311183356' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/7961280352311183356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/7961280352311183356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/06/minha-pessoa-favorita.html' title='♥→ Minha pessoa favorita'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b7W3ADVqVD0/TgEoQvS7hGI/AAAAAAAABFs/D9jkj2KSMWc/s72-c/tumblr_lmreobbEUR1qjpu9ko1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-3288594263063511791</id><published>2011-06-21T10:32:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:30:26.974-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thatiana Vaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→ Resoluções...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Resolvi lhe enviar beijos e torcer que os receba todos em tua boca. &lt;br /&gt;
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Resolvi hoje lhe dizer  que meu amor por você renasce todas as manhãs cada vez mais forte, mais herói e mais nobre. Que ele rompe qualquer barreira que possa nos aparecer. &lt;br /&gt;
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Resolvi hoje lhe fazer juras de amor enquanto vejo e revejo suas fotos e lembro, em minúcias de cada minuto tão nosso e me dei conta que o meu universo tem você como SOL e meu corpo o teu espaço. &lt;br /&gt;
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Tenho todos os teus sorrisos decorados na minha mente, eu e esse meu jeito incompetente de levar a vida sem você. &lt;br /&gt;
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Teus risos... Cada um com suas miudezas, posso tocá-los sem vê-los e saber como está teu humor. Aprendi a te amar em braile e florir. &lt;br /&gt;
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Resolvi hoje lhe dizer  que te amo tanto e amo tanto... Já faz um bom tempo que me perdi nos teus olhos, nas tuas delicadezas e não tenho nenhuma intenção de me encontrar em nossas sutilezas. &lt;br /&gt;
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Hoje resolvi não chorar  a tua saudade, nem lamentar a maldade do tempo que teima em nos afastar. &lt;br /&gt;
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Hoje resolvi me iluminar por dentro e sorri sem desalentos, preparar esse meu coração - agora tão teu - pra esperar a tua chegada. &lt;br /&gt;
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Enfeitei com flores minha alma, com brilho meu olhar e com prazer a minha calma. Vesti a roupa mais bonita, aquela toda enfeitada, coloquei laços de fitas e te aguardo toda perfumada. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Resolvi mais uma vez escrever, pros meus versos consolar você,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;quero meu coração coladinho ao teu...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Pra sempre!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Imagem:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;weheartit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-3288594263063511791?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/3288594263063511791/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=3288594263063511791' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/3288594263063511791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/3288594263063511791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/06/resolucoes.html' title='♥→ Resoluções...'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xUEXCvcQ20M/TgCcpJUyIsI/AAAAAAAABFo/1bSMY_YsmE0/s72-c/32230_125782454107338_125778570774393_264432_3642448_n_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-6905507697125767900</id><published>2011-06-19T11:54:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:30:48.527-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thatiana Vaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→ Sinfonia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f0v2BuPiInA/Tf4LtK5ue3I/AAAAAAAABFU/LDcmvZR4VPU/s1600/tumblr_llf28lM0hw1qh1t9io1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f0v2BuPiInA/Tf4LtK5ue3I/AAAAAAAABFU/LDcmvZR4VPU/s400/tumblr_llf28lM0hw1qh1t9io1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Por muitos dias esperei algum sinal de fumaça e ele me chegou ontem. Corri para a janela  e o avistei ao longe, quase imperceptível, porém para um coração ansioso e persistente quanto o meu ele veio translúcido e na hora certa. A hora de fazer um riso inundar minha alma. Incrédula de alegria, precisei olhar uma centena de vezes para confirmar se não era minha mente escalafobética que o desenhava rente as minhas retinas. Não importa o tamanho do teu gesto, a intensidade captada por meu coração pulsante o mostrou  forte. Eu que gosto de rir e choro fácil, fiz os dois ao mesmo tempo ria e chorava de alegria. &lt;br /&gt;
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Mas em fim ele veio, o que tanto eu desejava estava ali na minha frente. Senti que forças já abandonadas em meio ao caminho a mim retornavam e que raios de esperança, antes mais apagados, começavam a se refazer. Estava logo ali tudo o que eu precisava para me fortalecer e continuar esse caminho tortuoso muitas vezes , mas que  valia a pena pelos momentos de uma felicidade estupidamente incontida que me faziam brotar das profundezas  de uma solidão tão imersiva e voltar a vida. Tudo começava a ter sentido novamente e aos poucos, bem aos poucos os tons de cinzas se rendiam as cores cítricas e cintilantes. &lt;br /&gt;
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Sonhei com você... Eu falava, vc não entendia, talvez porque as palavras me surgiam em meio a ebulição dos sentimentos me deixando atônita, louca... Eu gritava e você não me escutava então te fiz uma música, uma autentica sinfonia &amp;nbsp;com compassos de paixão, notas calcificadas de amor. Te escrevi nessa madrugada, te  fiz versos  impregnado de carinhos, em cada letra desenhada havia ali lapidado com todo zelo e cuidado um afago imenso, tão grande quanto a vida.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;Em meio a um longo suspiro fechei os olhos e pensei: Obrigada &amp;nbsp;meu amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Modelo num silêncio um grito, que rasga meus tímpanos mas não ultrapassa minha garganta&lt;br /&gt;
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Eu e esse meu jeito aflito, nas veias, no lugar de sangue tenho ansiedade transbordante &lt;br /&gt;
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E nos olhos ainda trago esse amor determinante que faz a minha vida toda meio errante.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tão tola e tão linda essa esperança que levo comigo a todos os lugares esperando sempre a tua volta, o dia da tua chegada...&lt;br /&gt;
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Na minha alma carrego tuas marcas, aquelas marcas de quem já foi muito amada e que deseja mais uma vez me afogar em teus desejos... &lt;br /&gt;
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De me lambuzar em teu suor e ver pupilas dilatando entres estrelas bem maior.&lt;br /&gt;
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De ter consciência que o universo sabe que meu lugar é em você, que minha morada é na tua alma, que está em você toda a minha calma.&lt;br /&gt;
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Desejo o instante da sua chegada eternizada em um beijo longo, profundo... &lt;br /&gt;
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Que rompe o chão e finca raízes para que por alí mesmo se firme.&lt;br /&gt;
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A dor que hoje rompe meu peito e me rasga a pele pelo avesso, da certeza de não mais conseguir florescer sem tuas águas em meu mar. &lt;br /&gt;
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Domina meu espírito, esse medo tão grande de nunca mais poder lhe tocar &lt;br /&gt;
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E nesse meu AGORA tão murcho vestido de todos os tons de cinzas existentes nesse mundo eu vou ficar &lt;br /&gt;
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Derramando minhas lágrimas, regando esses ramos secos que um dia foi nosso amor. &lt;br /&gt;
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Pra quem sabe na tua volta, uma árvore linda e frondosa aqui possa existir, &lt;br /&gt;
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Porque de tudo o que mais desejo, de tudo o que mais anseio é que teus sorrisos em mim possam florir, &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RAggxlkTmlE/Tfs6gIciQ4I/AAAAAAAABEo/QkHhGbK4O-o/s1600/tumblr_lmasi2HQje1qhswtfo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="306" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RAggxlkTmlE/Tfs6gIciQ4I/AAAAAAAABEo/QkHhGbK4O-o/s400/tumblr_lmasi2HQje1qhswtfo1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;weheartit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;E de tudo o que sinto o que mais se intensifica é esse amor apaixonado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Essa forma toda minha de &amp;nbsp;querer mais que a vida te ter sempre ao meu lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;De contar horas do dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;De contar as noites frias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;De sonhar carinhos&amp;nbsp; ternos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;De pensar que tudo sempre se desfaz em teu sorriso, aquele todo lindo, que me vira pelo avesso me fazendo delirar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Que é do teu abraço que preciso pra espantar essa monotonia, não importando a poesia, que cisma em me ligar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ouço o som da tua risada nessas horas alienadas que me fazem enlouquecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Só penso em qual dia vou ser abençoada e voltar a lhe rever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;É que sinto&amp;nbsp; o toque da tua boca e sua voz toda rouca chamando o meu nome me inebriando sem cessar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Quero banhos só de beijos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Me enxugar em teus desejos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;E me entregar nas tuas mãos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Porque meu corpo quando te encontra, de mim nem quer mais conta, passa a ter vida própria e&amp;nbsp; segue nova direção&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;E tudo o que escrevo, cada verso que tracejo, de um jeito ou de outro, nasceram pra ser teus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Você é tudo o que preciso, tem esse cheiro de paraíso, arrepiando a minha pele e é em ti que quero morada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Não importa em qual dia, não importa em qual hora, nem a tua demora, só saiba que vou estar aqui sempre a te esperar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Porque meu amor por você é assim: é grande&amp;nbsp; e infinito, é todo belo e bem bonito, transborda em meu peito, espuma em meus olhos e não cansa de te desejar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Thatiana Vaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-8817812770832948742?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/8817812770832948742/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=8817812770832948742' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/8817812770832948742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/8817812770832948742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/06/nao-me-canso.html' title='♥→ Não me canso'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RAggxlkTmlE/Tfs6gIciQ4I/AAAAAAAABEo/QkHhGbK4O-o/s72-c/tumblr_lmasi2HQje1qhswtfo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-8292534914142808444</id><published>2011-06-15T20:07:00.017-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:32:24.380-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thatiana Vaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→ Só  Hoje</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tzOevIjLkAs/Tfk6_0Or2DI/AAAAAAAABC0/enOimrQylwU/s1600/tumblr_lmp9wlfEh91qgk2yno1_400_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tzOevIjLkAs/Tfk6_0Or2DI/AAAAAAAABC0/enOimrQylwU/s400/tumblr_lmp9wlfEh91qgk2yno1_400_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Ouço Prelúdio de Bach e faço o que sei fazer de melhor, lamentar a tua ausência &lt;br /&gt;
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Hoje chorei de madrugada, chorei pelas noites tão sonhadas, pela ausência inesperada, chorei por nossas miudezas, por toda a delicadeza que se desfaz &lt;br /&gt;
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Hoje percebi que o melhor de mim está em ti, em toda a nossa história, contida em minha memória, com toda a sua revolta de me pegar pelos cabelos, apoiando bem de jeito teu peito ao meu peito. &lt;br /&gt;
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Hoje desejo ter tua pele roçando ao meu corpo, sem nenhum desgosto, até brotar estrelas em nós dois &lt;br /&gt;
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Hoje desejo aquela bagunça da minha vida na tua, aquele efeito da tua chegada, ouvir tua voz tão amada a procurar pela minha e o meu coração fala, ele grita, esperneia, implora teus olhares, os teus males, tua alma toda em mim. &lt;br /&gt;
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Hoje te desejo em nosso leito me afagando com aconchego no ritmo da tua lua.&lt;br /&gt;
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Hoje quero teus momentos de alegrias, de gargalhadas penduradas em carícias me trazendo de volta a nossa euforia, de palavras abraçadas em vontades, do teu inverno em meu verão&lt;br /&gt;
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Hoje quero chegar insistente, transformando teu inferno em meu céu, nos tirando dessa agonia de pura solidão&lt;br /&gt;
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Hoje meu coração chama teu nome e eu me calo enquanto o som rebate nas paredes, agora tão ocres e ocas, do meu quarto, ressoando pelo chão. &lt;br /&gt;
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Gruda tua vida na minha vida, espaço, tempo, são meras prospecções.&lt;br /&gt;
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Hoje eu tenho a certeza que meu coração só é feliz se tem o teu ao lado e essa é minha única convicção.&lt;br /&gt;
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Amarra tua tristeza na minha felicidade e se deixe levar por nossa emoção.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alguns sentimentos fazem comigo o que bem entendem, hoje fui possuída pela saudade e a  saudade esmaga o peito, envolve de jeito e me joga ao chão. &lt;br /&gt;
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Revivendo cada segundo ao teu lado , cada minuto saboreado, deixando em meu corpo esse  desejo de intercurso infinito de paixão.&lt;br /&gt;
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Relembrando cada momento que tua boca  na minha nuca pousava  trazendo estrelas ao meu encontro e sol as minhas tempestades. &lt;br /&gt;
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Quero dias e noites intermináveis, carícias na alma, me jogar entre tua fúria e tua calma, com toda minha pressa,  com toda a minha sede desajeitada e alinhada. &lt;br /&gt;
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Quero, com essa linha chamada tempo, costurar sem nenhum tormento teus sonhos aos meus anseios, tuas mãos aos meus seios, tua razão ao meu coração. &lt;br /&gt;
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Quero debruçar em teu colo, encaixando, bem de jeito, tua retina na minha retina até ver o reflexo do meu coração ofegante pulsar nas tuas pupilas &lt;br /&gt;
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Hoje esfrego a vida pelo avesso,  querendo achar um meio de ter o endereço de instantes de risos fáceis. Das emoções tiro a poeira, espantando essa &amp;nbsp;tristeza que cisma em me puxar pra baixo. Quero ficar bem as mãos da tua sedução a qualquer hora do dia sem ter medo dessa euforia que domina a minha alegria quando você chega perto, assim... Daquele jeito bem pertinho de mim.&lt;br /&gt;
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Enquanto  houver mundo sempre haverá uma chance pro nosso reencontro,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;unindo nossos pés em nossos passos por todos os caminhos, porque já faz um bom tempo que eu larguei o mundo pra segurar em tuas mãos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Baby, eu queria - Nando Reis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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O tempo nada significa diante da minha vontade de tê-lo ao meu lado mais uma vez, eu e esse desejo de morrer de paixão,  de olhos brilhando e coração nas mãos. &lt;br /&gt;
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Me chamem de boba, louca ou tola, porém nada  importa mais pra mim do que ter esses sonhos do meu corpo depositados em teu abraço, entregues na tua boca, &amp;nbsp;em nossos passos, em nossos traços, tantas vezes raros, tanta vezes subseqüentes, tantas vezes malevolentes e tantas vezes resistentes. &lt;br /&gt;
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Quero me afogar no teu sorriso, bem fundo, lá no fundo onde eu possa me  perder e me encontrar inúmeras vezes em  nossas madrugadas de sol. Porque você é possuidor do riso  mais lindo, daquele riso contido e espalhado que me atormenta, que me acalenta, que me desnuda e me esquenta nos meus dias mais frios. &lt;br /&gt;
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Porque você estimula minha dopamina, serotonina e endorfina, minhas neuras e minhas rimas, me fazendo  ficar dentro e fora de mim. &lt;br /&gt;
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Porque você fez da minha alma tua morada, do meu peito teu refúgio, da minha cama a tua estrada. &lt;br /&gt;
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Porque sem você sou só meio, meio vida, meio morte, meio verso, meio sorte, meio rio, meio mar, me sinto perdida em algum lugar entre teus olhos e meu desespero. &lt;br /&gt;
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O tempo está começando a deixar suas marcas em meu corpo, aquelas marcas roxas de saudades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Thatiana Vaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small; font-weight: bold; line-height: 36px;"&gt;Bruna Caram - "Palavras do Coração"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 36px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-6721693716006858586?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/6721693716006858586/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=6721693716006858586' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/6721693716006858586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/6721693716006858586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/06/minhas-marcas-roxas.html' title='♥→  Minhas Marcas Roxas'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3laSmtGBkRw/TfaAjN5nCnI/AAAAAAAABBk/GvVivYVPGjc/s72-c/5681282246_58a38d16ca_z_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-7540366076446520676</id><published>2011-06-13T16:22:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T12:00:08.250-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→ Assim eu SOU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PgzYab-yDLA/Tfgkaj33JoI/AAAAAAAABCk/rLtSpR262d4/s1600/tumblr_llq52va8z81qhz3cto1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PgzYab-yDLA/Tfgkaj33JoI/AAAAAAAABCk/rLtSpR262d4/s400/tumblr_llq52va8z81qhz3cto1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;weheartit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sagitariana... Baiana...Intensa... Leal... Sincera... Ansiosa... Ciclotímica...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Tenho descompensações fatais.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Reações exageradas...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Gestos antecipando finais...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Urgência em ser feliz!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Por isso já me deitei com Drummond e acordei com Schopenhauer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Idealizei meus príncipes e os abandonei pra me embriagar com um desnorteado plebeu...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A Pétala? &amp;nbsp;A Thati? Ela certamente poderia ser encontrada dentro de um quadro de Klimt, nos bares com um Bukowski, num filme do Almodòvar, numa música do Chico ou vendo o pôr do sol tomando cerveja!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Thatiana Vaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-7540366076446520676?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/7540366076446520676/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=7540366076446520676' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/7540366076446520676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/7540366076446520676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/06/assim-eu-sou.html' title='♥→ Assim eu SOU!'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PgzYab-yDLA/Tfgkaj33JoI/AAAAAAAABCk/rLtSpR262d4/s72-c/tumblr_llq52va8z81qhz3cto1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-1173794063439158607</id><published>2011-06-13T09:25:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T14:04:36.747-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florbela'/><title type='text'>❤♥→ Coisas da Flor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8SIj4kPqccM/TfYDy1feBdI/AAAAAAAABBc/y2IfdGafKGY/s1600/tumblr_lmbv2f9utV1qff3jco1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8SIj4kPqccM/TfYDy1feBdI/AAAAAAAABBc/y2IfdGafKGY/s400/tumblr_lmbv2f9utV1qff3jco1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/"&gt;imagem&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"Gosto das belas coisas claras e simples,&lt;br /&gt;
das grandes ternuras perfeitas,&lt;br /&gt;
das doces compreensões silenciosas,&lt;br /&gt;
gosto de tudo, enfim,&lt;br /&gt;
onde encontro um pouco de Beleza e de Verdade...&lt;br /&gt;
Porque há ainda no mundo, graças a Deus, almas-astros&lt;br /&gt;
onde eu gosto de me refletir,&lt;br /&gt;
almas de sinceridade e de pureza&lt;br /&gt;
sobre as quais adoro debruçar a minha."&lt;br /&gt;
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(Florbela Espanca)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kGpOiIbSypQ/TfTF-7_CR6I/AAAAAAAABBQ/ewofIRldfQc/s1600/tumblr_ledisyiEEQ1qcvu6ao1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kGpOiIbSypQ/TfTF-7_CR6I/AAAAAAAABBQ/ewofIRldfQc/s400/tumblr_ledisyiEEQ1qcvu6ao1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ele me traz sempre o melhor sorriso todas as vezes que o&lt;br /&gt;
encontro, me dá vontade de afundar no ninho do seu abraço e morar alí.&lt;br /&gt;
Sempre sopra um punhadinho de pozinho colorido nos meus olhos e me cega...&lt;br /&gt;
DE AMOR.&lt;br /&gt;
Ele gosta de se esquecer em mim e eu me esqueço de pensar em alguma&lt;br /&gt;
coisa além dele, ele está aqui e isso me basta.&lt;br /&gt;
Ele consegue "empequenar" as tristezas e durezas&lt;br /&gt;
do dia com uma maestria incomparável, decifra bilhões de coisas confusas dentro&lt;br /&gt;
de mim e me diz sempre que tudo vai ficar bem e no mesmo momento tudo fica&lt;br /&gt;
absurdamente doce.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ele é cheio de singulares, plurais... é ímpar. E como eu o adimiro...!!!&lt;br /&gt;
Ele ama no &amp;nbsp;infinito&amp;nbsp;positivo do futuro eterno e faz com que me torne duplamente recíproca em&amp;nbsp;tudotudotudo no sempresempresempre.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ele é o SOL que me ilumina por dentro, que&amp;nbsp;aquece minha vida que me dá afetos nunca antes sentidos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Cada momento ao&amp;nbsp;lado dele é mágico, cada sorriso que se&amp;nbsp;desprende dos seus lábios e vem pousar&amp;nbsp;nos meus me deixa nas nuvens.&lt;br /&gt;
Ele e seu beiço...&lt;br /&gt;
Ele e seu olhar...&lt;br /&gt;
Ele e suas delicadezas...&lt;br /&gt;
Ele que me faz ama-lo cada dia com mais intensidade e&amp;nbsp;convicção...&lt;br /&gt;
Ele... meu homem, meu parceiro, meu amigo, meu cúmplice...&lt;br /&gt;
É ele o meu amor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Thatiana Vaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;♥→ Tha 4U Du "3M"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Pra lembrar, lembrar e lembrar e depois lembrar de novo de você!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-8020872981608805851?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/8020872981608805851/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=8020872981608805851' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/8020872981608805851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/8020872981608805851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/06/ele-em-mim.html' title='❤♥→ Ele em MIM'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kGpOiIbSypQ/TfTF-7_CR6I/AAAAAAAABBQ/ewofIRldfQc/s72-c/tumblr_ledisyiEEQ1qcvu6ao1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-3683688042210279129</id><published>2011-06-11T17:02:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T19:27:44.272-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→  Falando em Saudade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jFf9TN1nyY0/TfPJg6jgcKI/AAAAAAAABBM/ezAB5FY98yQ/s1600/tumblr_lmh4n56uuL1qcavplo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jFf9TN1nyY0/TfPJg6jgcKI/AAAAAAAABBM/ezAB5FY98yQ/s400/tumblr_lmh4n56uuL1qcavplo1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; Só eu sei o tamanho da minha Saudade!&lt;br /&gt;
Só eu sei o quanto dói em mim a tua ausência&lt;br /&gt;
Escrever foi uma forma que encontrei para que pudesse ler o que vai em meu coração&lt;br /&gt;
Queria ser do tamanho do meu silêncio com todos os seus becos estreitos e frios&lt;br /&gt;
Queria te dizer que tudo clareia em tua presença&lt;br /&gt;
Que tua falta  me causa dor física&lt;br /&gt;
Que eu daria tudo pra ser aquela brisa que acaricia tua face quando dirige teu carro&lt;br /&gt;
Que a falta das hóstias dos teus beijos em meus lábios me deixam  com a boca amarga &lt;br /&gt;
Que sinto falta do afago das tuas mãos&lt;br /&gt;
Dos teus sorrisos múltiplos&lt;br /&gt;
Do tom da tua voz&lt;br /&gt;
Do som da tua respiração acalmada e acelerada em meu ouvido&lt;br /&gt;
Queria dizer que sinto falta, que sinto muita falta, que jamais esqueço e nem quero, porque essa saudade de alguma forma me conforta e te traz pra mais perto de mim, pois ela me permite sonhar, e como já te disse antes... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;O sonho as vezes me dá o que a minha realidade me nega.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Thatiana Vaz&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Quem sabe daí de onde você está possa me ler...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Quem Sabe Isso Quer Dizer Amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="20" src="http://www.4shared.com/embed/316980721/1513f7e9" width="420"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-3683688042210279129?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/3683688042210279129/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=3683688042210279129' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/3683688042210279129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/3683688042210279129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/06/falando-em-saudade.html' title='♥→  Falando em Saudade'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jFf9TN1nyY0/TfPJg6jgcKI/AAAAAAAABBM/ezAB5FY98yQ/s72-c/tumblr_lmh4n56uuL1qcavplo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-8092818974812394631</id><published>2011-06-11T11:17:00.013-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T14:05:13.976-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→  Que assim seja</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hplxjb03ECM/TfN4yHujgEI/AAAAAAAABBE/g47ksxA2cNk/s1600/tumblr_ll1xgrJVuk1qzdet2o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hplxjb03ECM/TfN4yHujgEI/AAAAAAAABBE/g47ksxA2cNk/s400/tumblr_ll1xgrJVuk1qzdet2o1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4f4e4e; font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="box hearters postedby" style="margin-bottom: 30px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;ul style="list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;li style="display: inline; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4f4e4e; font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/142magic" style="color: #ff6699; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="name" style="display: block; height: 15px; margin-bottom: 4px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 4px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Ana Supertramp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Que o nosso amor seja um verso do Vinicius &lt;br /&gt;
Uma música do Chico &lt;br /&gt;
Um poema da Florbela &lt;br /&gt;
Que o nosso amor seja sentido pelo Caio &lt;br /&gt;
Deflorado por Drummond &lt;br /&gt;
Encantado por Cecília &lt;br /&gt;
Que nosso amor seja cantado por Bethania &lt;br /&gt;
Recitado pelo Neruda &lt;br /&gt;
Retratado por Klint &lt;br /&gt;
Que nosso amor seja vivenciado doce &lt;br /&gt;
Saboreado por mim &lt;br /&gt;
Degustado por você &lt;br /&gt;
Que nosso amor seja forte em toda a sua fragilidade &lt;br /&gt;
Que transcenda as barreiras de tempo e espaço &lt;br /&gt;
Que seja despertado em cada sorriso por nós doado &lt;br /&gt;
Que nosso amor seja eterno, infinito em nosso tempo tão contido e tão aberto &lt;br /&gt;
Que nosso amor sejam estrelas refletidas em um campo umedecendo os olhos de quem as entendam &lt;br /&gt;
Que nosso amor seja meus gritos e teu silêncio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Que meu amor seja as minhas lágrimas em teu riso.&lt;br /&gt;
Que nosso amor seja eternizado,  bem belo, tão belo quanto o que sinto e tento humildemente mostrar na singeleza desses meus versos &lt;br /&gt;
Que nosso amor seja  delicado nas minúcias dos nossos toques, na pureza dos nossos suores, nas miudezas de nossos encontros que se fazem tão imensos cada vez que nos possuímos. &lt;br /&gt;
Que nosso amor seja simples e complexo, côncavo e convexo, junto e separado, atento e indolente, razão e emoção, sensibilidade com paixão, ousadia em sua terapia, corpo imerso na euforia, &amp;nbsp;alma entrelaçada a alma.&lt;br /&gt;
Que nosso amor seja &amp;nbsp;tonto, daquele jeito meio bobo, um tanto tolo sem pudores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Que sejamos nós, eu e você, você e eu... Em nosso tempo chamado sempre!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Thatiana Vaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Por vc Beu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/audio/0LMCSm3g/Maria_Bethania_-_Onde_Estara_O.htm"&gt;Maria Bethania - Onde Estara O Meu Amor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="20" src="http://www.4shared.com/embed/301944321/51851b73" width="420"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-8092818974812394631?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/8092818974812394631/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=8092818974812394631' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/8092818974812394631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/8092818974812394631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/06/que-assim-seja.html' title='♥→  Que assim seja'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hplxjb03ECM/TfN4yHujgEI/AAAAAAAABBE/g47ksxA2cNk/s72-c/tumblr_ll1xgrJVuk1qzdet2o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-8978425849052122957</id><published>2011-06-10T09:48:00.014-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T14:05:26.619-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→  Está em você</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RRchgueOZKk/TfIScDFgK8I/AAAAAAAABAo/FZJ9EXPVXvE/s1600/565_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="392" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RRchgueOZKk/TfIScDFgK8I/AAAAAAAABAo/FZJ9EXPVXvE/s400/565_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4f4e4e; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/some_love" style="color: #ff6699; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="name" style="display: inline !important; height: 15px; margin-bottom: 4px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 4px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Anna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4f4e4e; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Está em você minha inspiração, minhas melhores palavras, tantas vezes caladas, tantas vezes rasgadas, muitas vezes molhadas por lágrimas  que sempre acompanham os sentimentos nobres e intensos.&lt;br /&gt;
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Porque viver com você tem sido assim juntos e distantes. Displicentemente entrelaçados num momento único que se chama vida. Nem sempre perto, nem sempre longe, porém sempre coesos dentro de um espaço chamado infinito, dentro de um amor prisma que divaga, filosofa e nutre meus rios com suas águas, &amp;nbsp;algumas vezes calmas, algumas vezes agrestes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Está em você um sentido único de um amor que renasce todos os dias, de uma paixão ousada que rompe limites entre tempo e espaço, entre lógica e emoção, entre meus &amp;nbsp;versos e metaversos, entre coração e coração. &lt;br /&gt;
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E na minha boca o gosto da saudade enquanto  mastigo estrelas entre borboletas que logo vão parar na minha barriga para esperar a sua volta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Thatiana Vaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="20" src="http://www.4shared.com/embed/257618424/6b8b5479" width="420"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-8978425849052122957?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/8978425849052122957/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=8978425849052122957' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/8978425849052122957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/8978425849052122957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/06/esta-em-voce.html' title='♥→  Está em você'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RRchgueOZKk/TfIScDFgK8I/AAAAAAAABAo/FZJ9EXPVXvE/s72-c/565_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-3838694851042784472</id><published>2011-06-09T19:56:00.015-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T14:06:04.099-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→ A te esperar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Desde o momento que me deparei com teu recado fiquei sem saber o que te dizer, por mais que existisse a possibilidade dele nos deixar eu tinha tanta fé que esse quadro se revertesse, que a vida imperasse diante da morte.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Queria muito poder estar ao teu lado, te deitar em meu colo e comungar do teu silêncio, queria enxugar tuas lágrimas com meus beijos e te encher de carinhos e meiguices, velar teu sono por toda a madrugada e observá-lo adormecido... Sentir o ritmo da sua respiração e entonar uma oração de bem querer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sei que nada jamais  substituirá a  ausência dele, menino anjo, mas desejo  tanto poder estar juntinho de você, pegar um tanto dessa dor que está em teu coração e por no meu, senti-la, dividir todo esse turbilhão de sentimentos que invadem a tua alma, cantar baixinho até você se acalmar. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Queria mesmo fazer mais, muito mais, mas não posso, essa geografia nos atrapalha, então só me resta deixar meu coração coladinho ao teu e carregá-lo no colo quando for preciso.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Eu vou estar sempre aqui te esperando e torcendo  que de alguma forma essa dor se amenize, que o tempo possa levá-la e deixar no lugar as coisas boas, as lembranças doces.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Te amo muito amor, te amo muito... Te amo de uma forma jamais imaginada pelos desprovidos  de sonhos.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Saiba que todas as minhas horas te contém, que meus pensamentos são teus... Sempre.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Não importa a hora, o dia, o mês... Vou estar constantemente aqui, de braços abertos e sorrisos  nos lábios, incessantemente aqui, olhos brilhando e com aquela vontade doida e doída de te abraçar. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Vou estar sempre aqui a esperar.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Thatiana Vaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Nossas expectativas se renovam dia após dia, nos entristecemos, nascemos, morremos, pessoas vem, pessoas vão, encontramos a quem amar, perdemos quem amamos...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ficamos felizes, s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;entimos mágoas, medo e dor, alegrias, euforias e desejos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Vem um dia depois do outro com uma noite no meio, as horas passam, o tempo passa, amadurecemos, nos refazemos, nos reinventamos, renascemos e sempre sonhamos...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Taí a maravilha &amp;nbsp;de ser humano, de ver humano, de ser gente, de estar com gente, de erguer nossos olhos e sempre ter esperança, cultivar aquele punhadinho de fé dentro de nós mesmos e saí por aí espalhando pelo mundo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sonhar e sonhar e sonhar e depois de tudo sonhar de novo, cultivar sempre a vontade de um tempo bom que há por vir, derramar em nossas vidas segredos doces, magia na sinceridade, verdade em olhares, luz frente a problemas, delicadezas de palavras doces com singelezas de carinhos, ter nos olhos a certeza que sempre existirá afetos ritimados mesclados em saudade leve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;E os que foram? São nossos anjos, vivendo eternamente em nossos corações.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Thatiana Vaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-8069672906476551275?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/8069672906476551275/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=8069672906476551275' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/8069672906476551275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/8069672906476551275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/06/sonhar-e-sonhar.html' title='♥→ Sonhar e sonhar...'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qFJ39ILKx0o/Tfghbd817hI/AAAAAAAABCg/h8_sZ-Rx7r0/s72-c/tumblr_lmt6gbK7es1qdm815o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-5810251370793262415</id><published>2011-06-08T18:22:00.035-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T17:31:41.279-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→ Daqui de longe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VP4ne0w8YVY/Te_n9Zq_N2I/AAAAAAAAA_s/ruCONxdfuWA/s1600/stunning_photographs_640_12_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VP4ne0w8YVY/Te_n9Zq_N2I/AAAAAAAAA_s/ruCONxdfuWA/s400/stunning_photographs_640_12_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4f4e4e; font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="box hearters postedby" style="margin-bottom: 30px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;ul style="list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;li style="display: inline; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/Myolee" style="color: #ff6699; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="name" style="display: block; height: 15px; margin-bottom: 4px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 4px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Myolee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="clear" style="clear: both; float: none !important; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="box hearters" style="font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 30px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;É que fico aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;ao longe, pensando em nossas noites, em nossos risos tão constantes, em nossos medos, em nossas dores.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; É que fico aqui de longe lembrando dos teus beijos, dos afagos e desejos, dos teus olhos e tracejos , desse teu humor,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;do teu jeito tão sedutor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;É que daqui de longe você me parece tão perto, tão de perto, tão belo, retina com retina, tão meu, o que tanto quero&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;e quase posso te tocar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Porque vem lá de longe uma vontade danada, daquelas bem retadas, totalmente abusadas, de tocar na tua alma, na tua carne, de ler em tuas palavras tantas vezes &amp;nbsp;ousadas e por mim defloradas em teus versos de amor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;De ouvir na tua voz acalmada, nem que seja de longe, bem de longe, nem que seja bem ao longe, por breves instantes, por um momento emfim, um&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;daqueles nossos segundos que se tornam eternidade, que se fazem tão imensos dentro de mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Thatiana Vaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-5810251370793262415?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/5810251370793262415/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=5810251370793262415' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/5810251370793262415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/5810251370793262415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/06/daqui-de-longe.html' title='♥→ Daqui de longe'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VP4ne0w8YVY/Te_n9Zq_N2I/AAAAAAAAA_s/ruCONxdfuWA/s72-c/stunning_photographs_640_12_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-844822955254086748</id><published>2011-06-08T17:36:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T14:07:49.248-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Che Guevara'/><title type='text'>♥→ Che Guevara</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlqQHPiir5A/Te_dEaOtWeI/AAAAAAAAA_o/JDrSvkBNZHY/s1600/tumblr_llpj1puIio1qepuh9o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlqQHPiir5A/Te_dEaOtWeI/AAAAAAAAA_o/JDrSvkBNZHY/s400/tumblr_llpj1puIio1qepuh9o1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Não quero nunca renunciar à liberdade deliciosa de me enganar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;(Che Guevara)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-844822955254086748?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/844822955254086748/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=844822955254086748' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/844822955254086748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/844822955254086748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/06/che-guevara.html' title='♥→ Che Guevara'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlqQHPiir5A/Te_dEaOtWeI/AAAAAAAAA_o/JDrSvkBNZHY/s72-c/tumblr_llpj1puIio1qepuh9o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-5760641244984054427</id><published>2011-06-07T14:20:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T14:08:13.361-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→ Das Miudezas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4f4e4e; font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="box hearters postedby" style="margin-bottom: 30px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="clear" style="clear: both; float: none !important; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="box hearters" style="font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 30px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cw6-3vesFas/TfEvF13lZyI/AAAAAAAABAA/XGTR2ZjnBJk/s1600/tumblr_lm0qy5KP131qilcomo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cw6-3vesFas/TfEvF13lZyI/AAAAAAAABAA/XGTR2ZjnBJk/s400/tumblr_lm0qy5KP131qilcomo1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Acontece assim... você me sorrir e tudo volta a ter cor, não dá para trocar teu sorriso por outro, é dele que emana toda energia que me faz renascer quando viro cinzas, é nele que está o SOL quando meu coração se recolhe para seus cantos mais sombrios... Então você aparece,  espalha seus sorrisos e tudo simplesmente se ilumina. Detalhes simples, tão teus, podem mudar o meu dia, tão nossos. Um minuto ao seu lado, faz uma vida toda retomar o sentido, redescobri seu caminho, seguir na direção certa. &lt;br /&gt;
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E eu vou te amando a qualquer distância, de qualquer tempo, em qualquer momento, de qualquer maneira, em qualquer espaço, de todas as formas. &lt;br /&gt;
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Não posso exigir que todos meus dias sejam de alegrias, mas posso ter a certeza que de alegrias serão todos os meus dias ao teu lado &lt;br /&gt;
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As bocas cheias de beijos &lt;br /&gt;
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Os olhos cheios de vontades &lt;br /&gt;
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As mãos carregadas de carinhos &lt;br /&gt;
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As cabeças inundadas de idéias &lt;br /&gt;
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Os corações transbordando de ternuras &lt;br /&gt;
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Com palavras envoltas em delicadezas. &lt;br /&gt;
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Miudezas que somente quem ama consegue enxergar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Thatiana Vaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;4u Du!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-5760641244984054427?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/5760641244984054427/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=5760641244984054427' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/5760641244984054427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/5760641244984054427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/06/das-miudezas.html' title='♥→ Das Miudezas'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cw6-3vesFas/TfEvF13lZyI/AAAAAAAABAA/XGTR2ZjnBJk/s72-c/tumblr_lm0qy5KP131qilcomo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-5608358736831502841</id><published>2011-06-05T00:03:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T14:10:23.113-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→ Delicadezas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jQCEe7Hcu3o/Terx0o3xg6I/AAAAAAAAA-4/2u-NtLRKTBA/s1600/tumblr_lm63mdOGWX1qkbqouo1_400_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jQCEe7Hcu3o/Terx0o3xg6I/AAAAAAAAA-4/2u-NtLRKTBA/s400/tumblr_lm63mdOGWX1qkbqouo1_400_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4f4e4e; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="box hearters postedby" style="margin-bottom: 30px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;ul style="list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;li style="display: inline; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/PartyMonstAr" style="color: #ff6699; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="name" style="display: block; height: 15px; margin-bottom: 4px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 4px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Niimura Kasumi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="clear" style="clear: both; float: none !important; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="box hearters" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 30px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Porque viver tem sido doce... a leveza dos momentos em que nossas mãos se unem&amp;nbsp; é furta cor... cada palavra dita, cada olhar, cada toque inspira a música&amp;nbsp; que brota&amp;nbsp; nas pequenas sementes de vontade,&amp;nbsp; de querer mais, sempre mais... muito mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Porque viver&amp;nbsp; tem sido assim.... sutileza de instantes,&amp;nbsp; horas contadas minuto a minuto pro encontro desejado, paz que acalma, volúpia&amp;nbsp; imensurável, saudade&amp;nbsp; que faz cócegas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Porque estar com ele me renova, me inova, me faz rir feito boba, alegra meus dias, esquenta minhas noites...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Porque viver com ele tem sido assim... gotinhas de delícias... recheios de afeto, pedaços de ternuras e bocados&amp;nbsp; de amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Porque com ele estou assim... a escrevinhar&amp;nbsp; delicadezas feito menina tola louca cheia de delírios e utopias a vagar nas palavras sem nenhuma melancolia, tocando-as&amp;nbsp; sutilmente, feito bolas de sabão ou notas musicais levadas pela brisa espalhadas por entre as flores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Porque com ele me sinto vento... sem nenhum tormento, em meio a pura magia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Pétala ao Vento!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Lembranças mescladas de saudades de um tempo bom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Thatiana Vaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917931826493096166-5608358736831502841?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/5608358736831502841/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=5608358736831502841' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/5608358736831502841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/5608358736831502841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/06/delicadezas.html' title='♥→ Delicadezas...'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jQCEe7Hcu3o/Terx0o3xg6I/AAAAAAAAA-4/2u-NtLRKTBA/s72-c/tumblr_lm63mdOGWX1qkbqouo1_400_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-2914651067826284141</id><published>2011-06-04T15:46:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T14:11:03.412-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caio F. Abreu'/><title type='text'>♥→  Caio disse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WeR9S5i_UWs/Tep9HQNjqiI/AAAAAAAAA-s/GnoPXcvsjOI/s1600/205205_1820435425578_1080931322_2010446_5782250_n_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WeR9S5i_UWs/Tep9HQNjqiI/AAAAAAAAA-s/GnoPXcvsjOI/s400/205205_1820435425578_1080931322_2010446_5782250_n_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4f4e4e; font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="name" style="color: #ff6699; display: block; height: 15px; margin-bottom: 4px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 4px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/camreynosom" style="color: #ff6699; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;camila reynoso&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="name" style="color: #ff6699; display: block; height: 15px; margin-bottom: 4px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 4px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="name" style="color: #ff6699; display: block; height: 15px; margin-bottom: 4px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 4px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Tem um poema da Florbela Espanca que diz assim: "As coisas vêm a seu tempo/ quando vêm, essa é a verdade".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Um dia a coisa sai. E eu acredito no mecanismo do infinito, fazendo com que tudo aconteça na hora exata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[Caio Fernando Abreu]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/8917931826493096166-2914651067826284141?l=petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/2914651067826284141/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8917931826493096166&amp;postID=2914651067826284141' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/2914651067826284141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917931826493096166/posts/default/2914651067826284141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petalasdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/06/caio-disse.html' title='♥→  Caio disse'/><author><name>♥→ A Pétala... A Thati ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16066192028870978098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xeDPxV835oE/TwIiy6WUfLI/AAAAAAAABWI/1BjndnI6Lq4/s220/2011-09-16.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WeR9S5i_UWs/Tep9HQNjqiI/AAAAAAAAA-s/GnoPXcvsjOI/s72-c/205205_1820435425578_1080931322_2010446_5782250_n_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917931826493096166.post-1556023867033132076</id><published>2011-06-04T15:07:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T14:11:44.264-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minhas Pétalas'/><title type='text'>♥→  E lá vou eu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b4a1TPHh0c0/TepwtYu4T2I/AAAAAAAAA-o/Za1_JU4V4MM/s1600/tumblr_lma10r1DTk1qcg4d8o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b4a1TPHh0c0/TepwtYu4T2I/AAAAAAAAA-o/Za1_JU4V4MM/s400/tumblr_lma10r1DTk1qcg4d8o1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4f4e4e; font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="box hearters postedby" style="margin-bottom: 30px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;ul style="list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;li style="display: inline; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/May84" style="color: #ff6699; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="name" style="display: block; height: 15px; margin-bottom: 4px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 4px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Manuela Cruz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="clear" style="clear: both; float: none !important; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="box hearters" style="font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 30px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; O sonho as vezes me dá, o que a realidade me nega.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Momentos tão únicos, tão nossos daquele que sentimos na alma a verdade das palavras entre olhares e suspiros.&lt;br /&gt;
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É pra cima que olho, feito um girassol em busca do seu SOL, ele se guia sem perder seu foco. Rasgo a pele agora mostrando minhas entranhas e me entrego a ti com toda sinceridade de uma vida admitindo que nunca, nem por um segundo, fui tão feliz como naqueles dias de luz.&lt;br /&gt;
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Quero purpurinas em meus olhos, estrelas em meu chão, batom em minha boca e deitar sobre as folhas que regam minha mente, povoando-a de lembranças ternas e doces. Quero achar meu caminho entre esses arbustos ríspidos e doloridos.&lt;br /&gt;
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Por ele  seguir rumo ao arco-íris que nesse momento se ergue dentro de mim espantando as nuvens pesadas que agora se desfazem diante dos primeiros raios que começam a ressurgir na minha vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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O caminho é longo, eu sei, tortuoso as vezes, mas é escolha minha de segui-lo em busca de algo maior. O meu livre arbítrio impera impetuoso, ergo-me e o sigo na esperança  de na próxima curva encontrar aquela alegria perdida lá atrás...&lt;br /&gt;
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E lá vou eu, trazendo na mala  todas as recordações, prazeres e angústias, toda a cliclotimia, multiplicidade e alegrias vividas em busca de algo mais... em busca do que me falta, do que um dia irá me completar, em busca do seu sorriso, tendo seus lábios rente aos meus e o passo ritimado dos nossos corações meninos unidos mais uma vez...&lt;br /&gt;
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