<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223</id><updated>2011-12-01T10:52:18.358-08:00</updated><category term='Quem sabe um dia'/><category term='Amor'/><category term='Meu Amor'/><category term='Eu e tu'/><category term='Eternidade'/><title type='text'>James e Paula</title><subtitle type='html'>"Tanto penso sobre teus olhos que me deixo passar belos momentos, teus olhos abrem todo o meu universo, um universo paralelo com o seu coraçao me mostrando que o meu mundo e diferente do seu, mas mesmo sendo tao diferentes eles se dobrao em um soh coraçao.
"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>225</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-3125490045544601736</id><published>2011-07-24T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T18:32:20.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu amor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NJjxiD2BOmo/TizHanev34I/AAAAAAAAAoo/vVVDyOut0es/s1600/caption-553261-20100324071401.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NJjxiD2BOmo/TizHanev34I/AAAAAAAAAoo/vVVDyOut0es/s320/caption-553261-20100324071401.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ofereço meu amor aos quatro ventos:&lt;br /&gt;Que todos levem uma parte de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Ofereço meus olhos ao firmamento,&lt;br /&gt;Que firme em meus versos o que prometi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ofereço minha admiração ao universo,&lt;br /&gt;Pois este é infindo como sempre quis ser.&lt;br /&gt;Ofereço meus sonhos ao submerso,&lt;br /&gt;Para que não morram no amanhecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ofereço meu corpo à natureza,&lt;br /&gt;Que toda sua beleza saberá cultivar.&lt;br /&gt;Ofereço minha alegria à correnteza,&lt;br /&gt;Que findará tristeza por onde passar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ofereço minhas lembranças ao anoitecer,&lt;br /&gt;Pois todas viverão no sorriso meu.&lt;br /&gt;Ofereço meu coração a você,&lt;br /&gt;Que este sempre lhe pertenceu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-3125490045544601736?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/3125490045544601736/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2011/07/meu-amor_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/3125490045544601736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/3125490045544601736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2011/07/meu-amor_24.html' title='Meu amor...'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NJjxiD2BOmo/TizHanev34I/AAAAAAAAAoo/vVVDyOut0es/s72-c/caption-553261-20100324071401.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-3315182903674105519</id><published>2011-07-24T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T18:26:52.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu amor...</title><content type='html'>&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vj9y9v7DY9k/TizF0COufQI/AAAAAAAAAog/htotV00H42I/s1600/cloud_and_tifa_by_nhoward420-d3cidv8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vj9y9v7DY9k/TizF0COufQI/AAAAAAAAAog/htotV00H42I/s320/cloud_and_tifa_by_nhoward420-d3cidv8.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tens inteiro em tuas mãos meu coração&lt;br /&gt;E meus segredos mais ocultos e sinceros&lt;br /&gt;Meu sorriso singelo de emoção,&lt;br /&gt;Meus olhos intensos e tristonhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tens inteira em ti minha atenção,&lt;br /&gt;Meus momentos sempre atentos aos teus anseios.&lt;br /&gt;Em teu amor encontro inspiração.&lt;br /&gt;O teu abraço, meu maior desejo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tens em mim admiração&lt;br /&gt;E meu futuro inteiro a teu dispor.&lt;br /&gt;No presente, a emoção,&lt;br /&gt;Nos lábios, sensação do meu amor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-3315182903674105519?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/3315182903674105519/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2011/07/meu-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/3315182903674105519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/3315182903674105519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2011/07/meu-amor.html' title='Meu amor...'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vj9y9v7DY9k/TizF0COufQI/AAAAAAAAAog/htotV00H42I/s72-c/cloud_and_tifa_by_nhoward420-d3cidv8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-2961815027587565125</id><published>2011-04-10T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T08:46:14.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0OxJJwWqqaE/TaHPrv1jMWI/AAAAAAAAAoc/gIMOvIpQzPM/s1600/Final+Fantasy+618.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0OxJJwWqqaE/TaHPrv1jMWI/AAAAAAAAAoc/gIMOvIpQzPM/s320/Final+Fantasy+618.jpg" width="257" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;"&gt;pra vc minha eterna amada:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;eh novo  dia e penso em vc&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;a tarde tambem penso em vc&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;e a noite sonho com vc&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;na verdade penso em vc&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;em todos os momentos&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;principalmente quando passo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;numa rua e em uma casa&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;toca as nossas musicas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;dah vontade de chorar&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;pq sei que vc tah comigo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;mesmo estando ausente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;mas tah aqui em mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;dentro do meu coraçao&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;te amo mais que tudo, amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;te quero pra sempre, linda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;te desejo loucamente, paixao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-size: x-large;"&gt;♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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/1316009704069091223-2961815027587565125?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/2961815027587565125/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/2961815027587565125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/2961815027587565125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title='♥'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0OxJJwWqqaE/TaHPrv1jMWI/AAAAAAAAAoc/gIMOvIpQzPM/s72-c/Final+Fantasy+618.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-189062351385162009</id><published>2011-03-16T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T14:15:52.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me Prende e Me Usa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-tIAjDL-jPQw/TYEnOM1TADI/AAAAAAAAAoY/pXqcW5GtEm8/s1600/casal+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-tIAjDL-jPQw/TYEnOM1TADI/AAAAAAAAAoY/pXqcW5GtEm8/s320/casal+006.jpg" width="293" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;James postando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;essa magia que eu vejo em vc&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;me alucina e me contagia&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;e minha mente me faz eu te querer&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;quero vc comigo todo instante do dia&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;vem pra mim que te dou abrigo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;vem fazer minha alegria&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;vc eh tudo que eu quero&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;a mulher que eu sempre imaginei&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;ha muito tempo te espero aqui&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;foi com vc que eu sempre sonhei&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;sempre fui apaixonado por vc minha musa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;quero ser aprisionado eternamente em vc&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;vem meu amor, me prende e me usa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;James&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; Paula&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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/1316009704069091223-189062351385162009?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/189062351385162009/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2011/03/me-prende-e-me-usa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/189062351385162009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/189062351385162009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2011/03/me-prende-e-me-usa.html' title='Me Prende e Me Usa'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-tIAjDL-jPQw/TYEnOM1TADI/AAAAAAAAAoY/pXqcW5GtEm8/s72-c/casal+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-1823631767538083573</id><published>2011-03-16T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T16:03:32.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vc Eh Tudo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-1-lJnleTUUI/TYElTL5_93I/AAAAAAAAAoU/wo3yVd2DLPQ/s1600/casal+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-1-lJnleTUUI/TYElTL5_93I/AAAAAAAAAoU/wo3yVd2DLPQ/s320/casal+003.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76a5af; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;James postando&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;vc eh tudo pra mim&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;vc eh o sono que preciso pra dormir&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;eh o meu lençol cheiroso que tenho pra me cobrir&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;vc eh a manta xadrez que tenho pra me aquecer&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;eh o travessero fofo que me agasalho&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;eh o radinho de cabeceira que me faz adormecer&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;vc eh minha pantufa que me leva ate o banheiro&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;a escova de dentes que acaricia a minha boca&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;o sabonete que no banho me acompanha no chuveiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;vc eh o meu tudo, vc eh a minha vontade louca&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;vc eh o meu cafe da manhã&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;vc eh as minhas frutas no meu pudim&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;vc eh a minha oraçao, a minha mente sã&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;vc eh a minha manhã linda de sol radiante&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;eh o meu caminhar num bosque junto a natureza&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;sao as minhas horas de alegrias alucinantes&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;vc eh o entardecer, ouro lindo mostrando sua beleza&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;vc eh tudo aquilo que eu mais quero na vida&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;vc eh a minha musa, minha deusa, minha esposa querida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-size: x-large;"&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/1316009704069091223-1823631767538083573?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/1823631767538083573/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2011/03/vc-eh-tudo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/1823631767538083573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/1823631767538083573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2011/03/vc-eh-tudo.html' title='Vc Eh Tudo'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-1-lJnleTUUI/TYElTL5_93I/AAAAAAAAAoU/wo3yVd2DLPQ/s72-c/casal+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-5760024513588981937</id><published>2011-03-16T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T14:01:22.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥</title><content type='html'>&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;/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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Hh13Adfx-wA/TYEkqr2rEmI/AAAAAAAAAoM/k0BOtai3ydE/s1600/casal+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Hh13Adfx-wA/TYEkqr2rEmI/AAAAAAAAAoM/k0BOtai3ydE/s320/casal+001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;****__________****&lt;br /&gt;***____***____***__ ***&lt;br /&gt;***________****________***&lt;br /&gt;***__________**__________***&lt;br /&gt;***______________________***&lt;br /&gt;***________James_________***&lt;br /&gt;***_________e__________***&lt;br /&gt;***______Paula_______***&lt;br /&gt;***_______________***&lt;br /&gt;***___________***&lt;br /&gt;***_______***&lt;br /&gt;***___***&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-5760024513588981937?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/5760024513588981937/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/5760024513588981937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/5760024513588981937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title='♥'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Hh13Adfx-wA/TYEkqr2rEmI/AAAAAAAAAoM/k0BOtai3ydE/s72-c/casal+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-6912928058178688479</id><published>2011-03-02T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T05:46:56.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>James meu amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dJ0LPTIdGbw/TW5JsM1DrYI/AAAAAAAAAoI/pLNeJibzXBo/s1600/6b38427540_19891531_o2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dJ0LPTIdGbw/TW5JsM1DrYI/AAAAAAAAAoI/pLNeJibzXBo/s320/6b38427540_19891531_o2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Queria poder te abraçar e te dizer que eu poderia ter tantas coisas, querer tantas coisas e pessoas, mas você é a única que eu quis e quero sempre comigo. A única que eu preciso, que o meu coração grita a cada manhã que eu acordo. Não preciso de coisas materiais, preciso apenas de você. De te abraçar. Quando eu ouço você, eu vejo você, é como se o mundo acabasse. Ninguém mais existisse, e alí, por um momento, pode ser eu e você. Eu e meus sonhos... Nossos sonhos. Porque agora, tudo que é meu leva o teu nome. Em cada parte de mim, tem um pedaço teu. Em cada parte do meu coração tem o teu nome. Agora, tudo é nosso.James e eu. Não importa o que sera de nós daqui a alguns meses ou anos, o que importa, é que você não me deixa desistir de que um dia, seremos eu e você frente a frente. Quero sentir o seu coração batendo pra poder me lembra para o resto da minha vida que amor de verdade, a gente só tem uma vez na vida. Quero ver meu reflexo nos teus olhos pra poder respirar. Você me roubou. Roubou meus sorrisos, meu olhar, cada milímetro meu. Roubou meu coração! Como eu nunca imaginei que alguém conseguiria. Você é a minha prova real de que o amor existe e de que você não precisa estar ao lado de quem você ama para quere-lo cada vez mais. Sim, se eu pudesse estaria ao seu lado agora, te abraçando e te dizendo minha vida é você James.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-6912928058178688479?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/6912928058178688479/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2011/03/james-meu-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/6912928058178688479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/6912928058178688479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2011/03/james-meu-amor.html' title='James meu amor'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dJ0LPTIdGbw/TW5JsM1DrYI/AAAAAAAAAoI/pLNeJibzXBo/s72-c/6b38427540_19891531_o2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-7260374861674616795</id><published>2011-03-02T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T05:41:44.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vivo por vc James</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-MzbVi21L3uU/TW5GuKPUr0I/AAAAAAAAAoE/1vos_3lYaO8/s1600/CAIO20NTCA6UWVMECA3DIL0SCA293CYLCARRYKZKCACGL8AWCAWE1R81CAQ741UGCADA63GTCAQVP402CAZPQH7RCARSH5PNCAKF7EP0CAAUG8SMCABXNVVKCAEN1KZPCA74EW8ZCA6GFIA1CATHRKWM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-MzbVi21L3uU/TW5GuKPUr0I/AAAAAAAAAoE/1vos_3lYaO8/s1600/CAIO20NTCA6UWVMECA3DIL0SCA293CYLCARRYKZKCACGL8AWCAWE1R81CAQ741UGCADA63GTCAQVP402CAZPQH7RCARSH5PNCAKF7EP0CAAUG8SMCABXNVVKCAEN1KZPCA74EW8ZCA6GFIA1CATHRKWM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Você trouxe tanta luz pra minha vida James, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b4a7d6;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;que todas as vezes que eu estou no  escuro, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b4a7d6;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;posso ver uma luz no fim do tunel, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b4a7d6;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;sempre guiando a minha direção.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b4a7d6;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;  Sempre você. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b4a7d6;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Meu destino. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b4a7d6;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Que sempre, sempre foi, sempre é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b4a7d6;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt; e sempre vai ser  você. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b4a7d6;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Você me fez ver que a esperança existe, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b4a7d6;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;que a fé é algo que você precisa  ter dentro de ti. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b4a7d6;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Você nunca me deixou desistir de você, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b4a7d6;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;já que nunca me  ensinou a desistir dos meus maiores sonhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b4a7d6;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt; Talvez meu maior e único sonho seja  te dar um abraço. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b4a7d6;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Queria poder te abraçar e te dizer que eu poderia ter tantas coisas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b4a7d6;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;mas sem vc elas são todas insignificante...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b4a7d6;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;tudo de importate que tenho é esse amor que me faz continuar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b4a7d6;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Sim James, ainda vivo somente por vc meu eternto amor.&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/1316009704069091223-7260374861674616795?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/7260374861674616795/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2011/03/vivo-por-vc-james.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/7260374861674616795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/7260374861674616795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2011/03/vivo-por-vc-james.html' title='Vivo por vc James'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-MzbVi21L3uU/TW5GuKPUr0I/AAAAAAAAAoE/1vos_3lYaO8/s72-c/CAIO20NTCA6UWVMECA3DIL0SCA293CYLCARRYKZKCACGL8AWCAWE1R81CAQ741UGCADA63GTCAQVP402CAZPQH7RCARSH5PNCAKF7EP0CAAUG8SMCABXNVVKCAEN1KZPCA74EW8ZCA6GFIA1CATHRKWM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-611019576721253833</id><published>2011-02-20T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T03:17:19.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu sonho é você</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--kmi9_IZPYs/TWHNq1ORkGI/AAAAAAAAAoA/4o8pRA0Nwxk/s1600/Saber-get-married-with-who-fate-stay-night-11523918-2000-1415.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--kmi9_IZPYs/TWHNq1ORkGI/AAAAAAAAAoA/4o8pRA0Nwxk/s320/Saber-get-married-with-who-fate-stay-night-11523918-2000-1415.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meu sonho é você...&lt;br /&gt;Sem você do meu lado,&lt;br /&gt;não ah presente e nem futuro...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;apenas um ser sem vida a flutuar no vazio,&lt;br /&gt;não sinto fome, nem calor,&lt;br /&gt;somente o infinito, a imencidão distante,&lt;br /&gt;o frio da ausencia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;não tenho vida, sem sua presença...&lt;br /&gt;Sim meu amor, ah dias não venho, &lt;br /&gt;ah noites sem você não tem sentido, &lt;br /&gt;tudo sem você é ruim&lt;br /&gt;e com o vazio das horas inserta&lt;br /&gt;fui perdedo a vontade de viver,&lt;br /&gt;de voltar, que fazer nesse mundo&lt;br /&gt;sem sua presença?? se cada vez que&lt;br /&gt;olha tudo, lagrimas molha meu rosto,&lt;br /&gt;se a cada vez que desejo vc não esta...&lt;br /&gt;Quero te&amp;nbsp; hj mais que todos os dias...&lt;br /&gt;que todos os&amp;nbsp; momentos de nossa vida&lt;br /&gt;quero teus labios,&lt;br /&gt;teus abraços, teu olhar, &lt;br /&gt;teu ar, teus desejos&lt;br /&gt;tudo em ti eu anceio e grito,&lt;br /&gt;na mais louca vontade,&lt;br /&gt;quero te tanto, tanto meu amor&lt;br /&gt;meu anjo, meu principe,&lt;br /&gt;meu raio de sol&lt;br /&gt;quero te&amp;nbsp; sempre, sempre mais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-611019576721253833?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/611019576721253833/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2011/02/meu-sonho-e-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/611019576721253833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/611019576721253833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2011/02/meu-sonho-e-voce.html' title='Meu sonho é você'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--kmi9_IZPYs/TWHNq1ORkGI/AAAAAAAAAoA/4o8pRA0Nwxk/s72-c/Saber-get-married-with-who-fate-stay-night-11523918-2000-1415.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-6781501917687565335</id><published>2011-02-18T02:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T02:48:11.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Minha Outra Metade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJg4plgCHYw/TV5NP_vyHdI/AAAAAAAAAn8/ZFqEQCaGI0Y/s1600/casal+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJg4plgCHYw/TV5NP_vyHdI/AAAAAAAAAn8/ZFqEQCaGI0Y/s320/casal+008.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;James postando&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nasci com uma asa soh&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;mas com vc eu posso voar&lt;br /&gt;fui um anjo mau&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;vc eh meu bem querer&lt;br /&gt;mantive minha porta fechada&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;vc sempre um livro aberto&lt;br /&gt;eu amargo por fora&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;vc sempre doce por dentro&lt;br /&gt;que frio eh esta estaçao&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;quente mesmo eh o seu coraçao&lt;br /&gt;como eu era ausente&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;vc sempre tah presente&lt;br /&gt;nao quero outra metade&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;pois vc que me completa&lt;br /&gt;a lua que tanto ilumina&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;mas eh vc o sol da minha vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;JAMES e PAULA, sempre...&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/1316009704069091223-6781501917687565335?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/6781501917687565335/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2011/02/minha-outra-metade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/6781501917687565335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/6781501917687565335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2011/02/minha-outra-metade.html' title='Minha Outra Metade'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJg4plgCHYw/TV5NP_vyHdI/AAAAAAAAAn8/ZFqEQCaGI0Y/s72-c/casal+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-9167849743423882007</id><published>2011-02-18T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T02:42:16.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O que sinto por vc</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AIobXe0CeII/TV5MSOrN8DI/AAAAAAAAAn4/hPReWSJMgHI/s1600/casal+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AIobXe0CeII/TV5MSOrN8DI/AAAAAAAAAn4/hPReWSJMgHI/s320/casal+001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;o que sinto por vc a vida faz sentido&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;eh meu vicio e nao ha  distancia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;que me faça te esquecer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;pois meu pensamento soh fica em vc&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;eh algo que nao poderia prever&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;sem que eu pudesse entender&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;levando  meus sentidos pra vc&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;as vezes o sofrimento vem a noite sem  pudor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;mas o sono ameniza a dor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;pois permaneço em teu amor, luz e ar&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;sou pedaço do seu sorriso&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;transformando nossa historia em amor&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;nos teus  braços eh o meu lugar&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;entre os soluços do meu choro tento te  explicar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;morando nos teus sonhos e memoria pra ficar&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;Meu sentimento eh tao grande&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;mas nao sei como explica-lo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;soh sei que tenho muito amor  pra te dar&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;meu chao e ar eh vc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;mesmo quando fecho os olhos posso te  ver&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;meus pensamentos vao e vem&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;estendendo-se no horizonte alem do meu  olhar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;pois o mundo eh menor que meu sonhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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/1316009704069091223-9167849743423882007?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/9167849743423882007/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2011/02/o-que-sinto-por-vc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/9167849743423882007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/9167849743423882007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2011/02/o-que-sinto-por-vc.html' title='O que sinto por vc'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AIobXe0CeII/TV5MSOrN8DI/AAAAAAAAAn4/hPReWSJMgHI/s72-c/casal+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-8847429286955273107</id><published>2011-02-18T02:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T02:38:07.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JKvLKtJIq8Q/TV5LW5op3DI/AAAAAAAAAn0/__hn8LV9Pf4/s1600/casal+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JKvLKtJIq8Q/TV5LW5op3DI/AAAAAAAAAn0/__hn8LV9Pf4/s320/casal+004.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;sinto por vc um amor tao puro&lt;br /&gt;mais que platonico,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;pois nao existe fantasias profanas&lt;br /&gt;somente amor, o mais profundo&lt;br /&gt;acima do bem e do mal&lt;br /&gt;alem do que existe de material&lt;br /&gt;eh amor que nao existe nada igual&lt;br /&gt;apenas desejar o outro amar e cuidar&lt;br /&gt;como se os corpos fossem um soh&lt;br /&gt;alem da alma entrelaçada&lt;br /&gt;se um ao outro perdesse&lt;br /&gt;seria como mutilar-se&lt;br /&gt;e um pedaço do corpo perdesse&lt;br /&gt;senao a propria vida se esvaisse&lt;br /&gt;que um coraçao sem o outro&lt;br /&gt;nao mais palpitar pudesse&lt;br /&gt;muito menos respirar sem sinal muscular&lt;br /&gt;sem sentidos pra perceber&lt;br /&gt;sem sentimentos pra sonhar&lt;br /&gt;e sem vida para viver&lt;br /&gt;os sentidos de vida perder&lt;br /&gt;e a alma se perder&lt;br /&gt;eh o amor que faz a vida viver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-8847429286955273107?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/8847429286955273107/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2011/02/sinto-por-vc-um-amor-tao-puro-mais-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/8847429286955273107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/8847429286955273107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2011/02/sinto-por-vc-um-amor-tao-puro-mais-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JKvLKtJIq8Q/TV5LW5op3DI/AAAAAAAAAn0/__hn8LV9Pf4/s72-c/casal+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-4119932735945365180</id><published>2011-01-03T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T14:33:10.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TSJOaGKCcoI/AAAAAAAAAns/LBWj2C4VC4Q/s1600/32.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TSJOaGKCcoI/AAAAAAAAAns/LBWj2C4VC4Q/s1600/32.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amor, queriα olhαr fundo em teus olhos e poder descobrir o q eles trαnsmitem de tão especiαl pαrα mim. descobrir poorq q todα vez qê de longe te vejo eu viαjo em um sentimento, profundo e verdαdeiro, descobrir pq sinto αlgo αssim, tão belo, em um olhαr q se encontrα tão distαnte! queriα poder, pelo menos dizer-te, q teus olhos trαnsmitem pαrα mim, tudo αquilo q sinto por você, ou αté αlgo + ‘Te αmo ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-4119932735945365180?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/4119932735945365180/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2011/01/amor-queri-olhr-fundo-em-teus-olhos-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/4119932735945365180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/4119932735945365180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2011/01/amor-queri-olhr-fundo-em-teus-olhos-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TSJOaGKCcoI/AAAAAAAAAns/LBWj2C4VC4Q/s72-c/32.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-5724917100962204826</id><published>2010-12-16T14:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T14:29:17.422-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TQqQQcSlTrI/AAAAAAAAAng/lcv1OLfnuR8/s1600/Final+Fantasy+617.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TQqQQcSlTrI/AAAAAAAAAng/lcv1OLfnuR8/s320/Final+Fantasy+617.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;James postando...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;um cinema a dois, a tres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt; com um anjinho do lado&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;que refrigerio, que sintonia&lt;br /&gt;instantes magicos, paz duradoura&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;te levarei a conhecer jardins&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;com as mais belas flores&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;onde reinaras impavida&lt;br /&gt;velarei o teu sono e cuidarei da tua vida&lt;br /&gt;a bondade fala mais alta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;contigo sou forte, vou ate o ceu&lt;br /&gt;olho para os teus olhinhos longinquos&lt;br /&gt;sinto tua boca de mel murmurar um sorriso&lt;br /&gt;o teu corpo lindo tremer&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;entao agradeço a Deus pelo presente&lt;br /&gt;ouviremos harpas e violinos&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;veremos vestes brancas, sofrimento inuteis&lt;br /&gt;canticos melodiosos, crianças flutuando&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;no embalo de cigarras cantantes&lt;br /&gt;me dah tua mao e vem ser feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;te dou a tranquilidade necessaria&lt;br /&gt;o meu respeito pelos teus atos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt; transcenderao os limites do pecado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt; pegarei em tuas maos cheirosas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;e atravessarei o vale do impossivel&lt;br /&gt;deixo de fazer o que eu nao gosto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt; cultivo a solidao a tua procura&lt;br /&gt;espero tanto o teu sinal&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;tuas vontades, tuas dores ficarao comigo&lt;br /&gt;cuido delas sem reclamar&lt;br /&gt;tua chegada sempre sera triunfal em meu viver&lt;br /&gt;pode existir outro mundo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;outras galaxias e outros planetas&lt;br /&gt;mas nao encontrarei um amor assim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt; com essa dimensao&lt;br /&gt;vc completou uma transmutaçao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt; iniciada em outra vida&lt;br /&gt;te idealizei em sonhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt; te materializei em prantos&lt;br /&gt;quero estar contigo no “Nosso Lar”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;&lt;b&gt;James e Paula, pra sempre...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&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/1316009704069091223-5724917100962204826?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/5724917100962204826/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/12/james-postando.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/5724917100962204826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/5724917100962204826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/12/james-postando.html' title=''/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TQqQQcSlTrI/AAAAAAAAAng/lcv1OLfnuR8/s72-c/Final+Fantasy+617.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-1442520866959710134</id><published>2010-12-16T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T14:20:45.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Com esquecer vc</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TQqQUGCUG7I/AAAAAAAAAnk/AM4qf-MPuUQ/s1600/OgAAADYz_GW_9yWKdvHb5cfcc8-8ywmNIxvlBuSi5yskRQBEmUOjDPGKkstEOO49HqoY5iRjPiqm_LjTbNksjlBy14AAm1T1UE_Wv-j6WOfbuuD9pBBxac9ekn5p.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TQqQUGCUG7I/AAAAAAAAAnk/AM4qf-MPuUQ/s320/OgAAADYz_GW_9yWKdvHb5cfcc8-8ywmNIxvlBuSi5yskRQBEmUOjDPGKkstEOO49HqoY5iRjPiqm_LjTbNksjlBy14AAm1T1UE_Wv-j6WOfbuuD9pBBxac9ekn5p.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se a cada tristeza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lembro-me do teu sorriso?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se a cada solidão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sinto a tua presença?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se a cada lágrima&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lembro-me do seu silêncio?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se a cada palavra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lembro-me de você?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Você está a cada ausência.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Você está a cada gesto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em cada amanhecer da vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No silêncio do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;meu pensamento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lembro-me que&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;foi bom te conhecer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E sentir que&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sou o bastante...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Para te encontrar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;em cada alvorecer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Te gosto com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;qualidades e defeitos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quero somente que&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;você me aceite apenas como sou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pense em alguém&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no silêncio da noite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alguém que não precisa nem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;do silêncio da noite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;para pensar em você.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Algum dia serei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas, para mim você sempre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;minha pixão meu grande amor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-1442520866959710134?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/1442520866959710134/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/12/com-esquecer-vc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/1442520866959710134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/1442520866959710134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/12/com-esquecer-vc.html' title='Com esquecer vc'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TQqQUGCUG7I/AAAAAAAAAnk/AM4qf-MPuUQ/s72-c/OgAAADYz_GW_9yWKdvHb5cfcc8-8ywmNIxvlBuSi5yskRQBEmUOjDPGKkstEOO49HqoY5iRjPiqm_LjTbNksjlBy14AAm1T1UE_Wv-j6WOfbuuD9pBBxac9ekn5p.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-4134955626934738950</id><published>2010-12-16T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T14:15:55.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'>É tão simples te amar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TQqO9B0BRII/AAAAAAAAAnc/fsN3ljxkyCc/s1600/7.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TQqO9B0BRII/AAAAAAAAAnc/fsN3ljxkyCc/s1600/7.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;É tão simples te amar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;porque tu és alguém&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que consegue me conquistar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;com esse teu jeito meigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;esta doçura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;esta ternura no olhar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;É tão simples te amar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;amar a tua própria simplicidade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mar a tua liberdade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;amar o teu desejo de me dominar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;É tão simples te amar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;é tão simples sentir este amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sentir a emoção que ela me traz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sentir o prazer de querer mais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sentir a falta que ele me faz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;É tão simples te amar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;É tão simples viver este amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;é tão simples sonhar em te ter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;é tão simples acreditar nos sonhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;é tão simples fazer o sonho acontecer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;É tão simples te amar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-4134955626934738950?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/4134955626934738950/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/12/e-tao-simples-te-amar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/4134955626934738950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/4134955626934738950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/12/e-tao-simples-te-amar.html' title='É tão simples te amar'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TQqO9B0BRII/AAAAAAAAAnc/fsN3ljxkyCc/s72-c/7.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-5520299713146474329</id><published>2010-11-11T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T04:40:57.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vem Meu amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TNvjN9Pv9VI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Muj4z6ADRW8/s1600/555.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TNvjN9Pv9VI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Muj4z6ADRW8/s320/555.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Vem amor&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Me cobre de beijos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Amor vem me amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Você é tudo que eu quero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Você é tudo que eu sonho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Amor da minha vida ,&lt;br /&gt;Quero te aqui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;quero acordar ao teu lado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;mesmo seja só por um instante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;quero teus carinhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;calar tua voz com um longo e doce beijo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Quero sentir que ainda me amas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;que não existe distâncias quando se ama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Te quero...&lt;br /&gt;Não esqueça das nossas juras,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;das nossas loucuras&lt;br /&gt;de cada momento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Não esqueça o nosso amor ...&lt;br /&gt;Não esqueça que continuo a te amar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;sempre meu amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-5520299713146474329?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/5520299713146474329/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/11/vem-meu-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/5520299713146474329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/5520299713146474329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/11/vem-meu-amor.html' title='Vem Meu amor'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TNvjN9Pv9VI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Muj4z6ADRW8/s72-c/555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-2136799537088427803</id><published>2010-11-11T03:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T03:41:38.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TNvWSFbsjKI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/UJqSFTTeDoQ/s1600/OgAAAJwQHsKgxOv-Yxnv_IoPpF1TkBMN_p9-OYynmxty43ueGo5bOzA3wL9bSxO8LuhpQXPi2cJfG38LckODmDoHsIkAm1T1UBccFV33pLm-i3RO-jsgrwmmyOl0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TNvWSFbsjKI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/UJqSFTTeDoQ/s320/OgAAAJwQHsKgxOv-Yxnv_IoPpF1TkBMN_p9-OYynmxty43ueGo5bOzA3wL9bSxO8LuhpQXPi2cJfG38LckODmDoHsIkAm1T1UBccFV33pLm-i3RO-jsgrwmmyOl0.jpg" width="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tempo!... Tempo o meu maior pesadelo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;porque estou aqui longe do teu calor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tão destante do teu amor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meu homem meu caminho...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Como posso encinar a me esquecer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;se nem eu sei te esqucer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;por te todas as noite meu coração bate forte, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;por te grito e choro...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Já não se como proceguir nessa caminhada sem te...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e todas as noite em sonho... te vivo... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;te vejo cada momento mais bonito em meus pensamentos..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Minha vontade é so de ter te aqui bem juntinho,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de poder abraçar, beijar e sentir teus carinhos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sinto na distancia vc meu grande amor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sinto teu sofrer como mo meu sofrer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se senti esse aperto no peito, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e as lagrimas nos olhos cada fez que les algo que te escrevo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Entao senti por mim esse mesmo amor que sinto por te, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;porque cada vez que entro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;em nosso mundo e aqui vejo tuas pegadas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eu choro silenciosa mesmo sem querer.&lt;br /&gt;Que mais queria nesse mundo, era poder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sentir off esse amor tão lindo, tão puro,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que sei que sentis por mim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Te amo tanto meu amor, tanto meu amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meu sol da manha, meus raios de luz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sei que teus raios de luz vai sempre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;iluminar minhas manhãs solitarias,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e encolhida em alqum lugar desse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;imenso universo vou estar pensando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e sofrendo por ti. por um unico motivo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Te amar tanto assim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Paula e James pra sempre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-2136799537088427803?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/2136799537088427803/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/11/tempo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/2136799537088427803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/2136799537088427803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/11/tempo.html' title='Tempo'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TNvWSFbsjKI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/UJqSFTTeDoQ/s72-c/OgAAAJwQHsKgxOv-Yxnv_IoPpF1TkBMN_p9-OYynmxty43ueGo5bOzA3wL9bSxO8LuhpQXPi2cJfG38LckODmDoHsIkAm1T1UBccFV33pLm-i3RO-jsgrwmmyOl0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-645791717984027271</id><published>2010-11-03T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T05:47:09.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem ti meu amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TNFK56mdoHI/AAAAAAAAAm8/AtGhocpin0A/s1600/Rinoa_Heartily_by_suaveli.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TNFK56mdoHI/AAAAAAAAAm8/AtGhocpin0A/s320/Rinoa_Heartily_by_suaveli.jpg" width="218" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sinto me pequenina, menina sem jeito de caminhar,&lt;br /&gt;de passos interto, mente vazia, olhar perdido...&lt;br /&gt;Tento no passado te encontrar, E por mais que eu tente ... &lt;br /&gt;Eu quero me afastar, tento fugir...Tento ... &lt;br /&gt;Meus passos encontram os seus,&lt;br /&gt;meus passos segue, transparente &lt;br /&gt;Às vezes melancólica me afundo, &lt;br /&gt;na minha noite de pesadelos e misterios, &lt;br /&gt;às vezes caio num silêncio tão profundo,&lt;br /&gt;que ouço até o pulsar das minhas artérias. &lt;br /&gt;Mas ainda ouço o passar da vida, &lt;br /&gt;-pela obscura caverna do meus pensamentos, &lt;br /&gt;como um rumor inserto e sem saída, &lt;br /&gt;como um rumor de um rio subterrâneo.&lt;br /&gt;que desagua num mar de desejo reprimido...&lt;br /&gt;Tento, tento, tento todos os dias te encontrar,&lt;br /&gt;Onde tu estas que não consigo a te chegar??&lt;br /&gt;procuro no amor o perdão, mas perdão do que?&lt;br /&gt;Se tu me queres, eu quero tanto vc...&lt;br /&gt;Se no amor existe perdão, &lt;br /&gt;se no horizonte existe a esperança,&lt;br /&gt;o vento leva a dor nos trazendo uma realidade melhor...&lt;br /&gt;Espero um dia merecer vc, espero em teus olhos encontrar luz,&lt;br /&gt;em teus labioso calor de um beijo desejado...&lt;br /&gt;espero no futuro pode me tonar uma só com vc...&lt;br /&gt;porque o que sinto não tem medida, é imenso como o mar,&lt;br /&gt;o infino distante onde guardo na lembrança &lt;br /&gt;a forma mais doce de amar...&lt;br /&gt;Queria poder compriender o destino...&lt;br /&gt;Se é eu que traço, porque me sinto aqui perdida sem te,&lt;br /&gt;e sem rumo não sei como a te chegar...&lt;br /&gt;vem para mim, luta por mim.. &lt;br /&gt;se me amas como eu te amo,&lt;br /&gt;porque não so meus passos estão insertos,&lt;br /&gt;sinto que minha mente esta desgovernada,&lt;br /&gt;Eu tbem não se como serguir...&lt;br /&gt;Mas sei de uma coisa, Eu te amo, &lt;br /&gt;e pra sempre vou te amar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-645791717984027271?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/645791717984027271/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/11/sem-ti-meu-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/645791717984027271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/645791717984027271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/11/sem-ti-meu-amor.html' title='Sem ti meu amor'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TNFK56mdoHI/AAAAAAAAAm8/AtGhocpin0A/s72-c/Rinoa_Heartily_by_suaveli.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-7620677830485634076</id><published>2010-10-26T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T12:11:04.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TMcmHt8x_dI/AAAAAAAAAm4/Quyx9yTh68s/s1600/Final+Fantasy+609.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TMcmHt8x_dI/AAAAAAAAAm4/Quyx9yTh68s/s320/Final+Fantasy+609.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b6d7a8; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JAMES postando&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;amor da minha vida&lt;br /&gt;te amo por todos os momentos&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;maravilhosos que me proporcionas&lt;br /&gt;te amo por cada gesto, por cada carinho teu&lt;br /&gt;te amo pq vc me mostrou a felicidade&lt;br /&gt;vc que me ajudou descobrir o que eh amor&lt;br /&gt;somente vc sabe do que eu preciso &lt;br /&gt;somente vc eu quero pra estar comigo&lt;br /&gt;pq o real sentido da vida&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;eh ter alguem assim como vc&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;pra que o amor possa se estabelecer&lt;br /&gt;o que ha de melhor em mim eh vc&lt;br /&gt;nosso amor a cada dia fica mais forte&lt;br /&gt;a cada dia que se passa posso enxergar&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;uma maior cumplicidade, maior amizade,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;maior companheirismo, um maior carinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cccccc;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;estar com vc eh o que eu quero pra sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cccccc;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;pq sou apaixonado por vc, pq te quero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cccccc;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;e pq simplesmente eu te amo demais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;PAULA ♥ JAMES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/1316009704069091223-7620677830485634076?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/7620677830485634076/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/7620677830485634076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/7620677830485634076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title='♥'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TMcmHt8x_dI/AAAAAAAAAm4/Quyx9yTh68s/s72-c/Final+Fantasy+609.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-2433963003452872003</id><published>2010-09-17T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T09:09:18.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;****__________****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;***____***____***__ ***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;***________****________***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;***__________**__________***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;***______________________***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; 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font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;****__________****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;***____***____***__ ***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;***________****________***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;***__________**__________***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;***______________________***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;***______________________***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;***_______James________***&lt;br /&gt;***__________________***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;***_______________***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;***___________***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;***_______***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;***___***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&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/1316009704069091223-2433963003452872003?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/2433963003452872003/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/09/eu-te-amo-james.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/2433963003452872003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/2433963003452872003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/09/eu-te-amo-james.html' title=''/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-3510799548671285505</id><published>2010-09-10T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T13:15:16.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sem foto neste post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-3510799548671285505?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/3510799548671285505/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/09/sem-foto-neste-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/3510799548671285505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/3510799548671285505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/09/sem-foto-neste-post.html' title='sem foto neste post'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-5303850950683280476</id><published>2010-08-30T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T14:32:42.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/THwg43axVAI/AAAAAAAAAmg/sMVNxlrSxvk/s1600/31329.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/THwg43axVAI/AAAAAAAAAmg/sMVNxlrSxvk/s320/31329.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JAMES POSTANDO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;O  CORAÇAO QUE BATE EM MEU PEITO&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;MAIS RAPIDO BATE AO TEU LADO&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;COM O  CHEIRO DOS TEUS CABELOS&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;E A MACIEZ DA SUA PELE&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;ELE PULSA ABASTECIDO POR  UMA&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;ADRENALINA INCONTROLAVEL&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;UMA SENSAÇAO INDESCRITIVEL&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;QUE SINTO  QUANDO ESTOU PERTO DE VC&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;TRANSFORMAREI PALAVRAS EM ATITUDES&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;PRA ESTAR AO TEU LADO&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;PRA TE PROVAR QUE ESSE  SENTIMENTO&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;EH VERDADEIRO&amp;nbsp; E QUE VALE A PENA&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;LUTAR POR ESTA FELICIDADE&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;QUE  VALE A PENA ARRISCAR&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;SER FELIZ MAIS UMA VEZ&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;E SE A ESCURIDAO AMEAÇAR&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;OU ESTRAGAR ESTE SONHO&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;BUSCAREI NO CEU AS ESTRELAS&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;PRA NOS GUIAR E SE  MESMO ASSIM&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;AS TREVAS INSISTIREM&amp;nbsp; EM NOS ATRAPALHAR&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;BUSCAREI O PROPRIO  SOL&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;PRA ILUMINAR NOSSAS VIDAS&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;E AQUECER NOSSOS CORAÇOES&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;PRA QUE ELES  NUNCA DEIXEM&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;DE BATER FORTES, DE BATER JUNTOS&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;FELIZ EU QUERO SER  E FELIZ QUERO TE FAZER&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;E QUANDO O TEMPO PASSAR&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;VC NOTARA O TAMANHO DO MEU  AMOR&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;E A INTENSIDADE DA MINHA ALEGRIA&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;POR ESTAR AO TEU LADO E NOTARA  TAMBEM&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;SEU CORAÇAO BATENDO MAIS FORTE&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;E UMA ALEGRIA INCONTIDA&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;E  FINALMENTE ENTENDERA&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;QUE NOSSO DESTINO EH SERMOS UM SOH&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;PAULA&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;JAMES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-5303850950683280476?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/5303850950683280476/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/08/e-o-coracao-que-bate-em-meu-peito-mais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/5303850950683280476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/5303850950683280476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/08/e-o-coracao-que-bate-em-meu-peito-mais.html' title=''/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/THwg43axVAI/AAAAAAAAAmg/sMVNxlrSxvk/s72-c/31329.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-3320894260365416920</id><published>2010-08-26T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T13:36:41.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>E é então que eu grito</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/THatkkPzM2I/AAAAAAAAAmY/Os5QxiRXl3A/s1600/124693768.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/THatkkPzM2I/AAAAAAAAAmY/Os5QxiRXl3A/s320/124693768.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;Às vezes o silêncio dói. &lt;br /&gt;E a dor é maior quando nas noites &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;sinto a vontade de gritar ao vento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;tudo o que vai no coração, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;e quer sair furiosamente do peito, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;atingindo, dominando todo meu ser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;Maior é aquele desejo que não quero mais ter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;A vontade conveniente essa que devora,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;que encobre a realidade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;que inunda o ar que respiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;O amor de nada serve se não temos a pessoa que amamos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;Os sonhos que vai e vem só nos tras a saudade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;mostrando-me tudo aquilo que não somos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;mas que quero em cada acordar emfraquecida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;de desejos sentidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;E o universo as vezes ignoram. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;Ensurdecem-se,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;emudecem-se e cegam-se... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;Com medo de enfrentar a realidade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;e defender o meu ponto de vista, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;que muitas das vezes nem formado está, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;Porque não ouve tempo para isso e até parece que nunca &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;e nunca mais havera. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;Nossa missão não&amp;nbsp;pode ser&amp;nbsp;só amarem separados &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;na distância, no tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;Por quê? Não é fácil viver assim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;E é então que eu grito.&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/1316009704069091223-3320894260365416920?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/3320894260365416920/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/08/e-e-entao-que-eu-grito.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/3320894260365416920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/3320894260365416920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/08/e-e-entao-que-eu-grito.html' title='E é então que eu grito'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/THatkkPzM2I/AAAAAAAAAmY/Os5QxiRXl3A/s72-c/124693768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-7243992402758007013</id><published>2010-08-26T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T11:04:25.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quero-te</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/THaq5D3HHrI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/IkM_ySdvwS8/s1600/kd%C3%A7s%C3%A7fs.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/THaq5D3HHrI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/IkM_ySdvwS8/s320/kd%C3%A7s%C3%A7fs.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc;"&gt;Angustiante são as horas sem ti,&lt;br /&gt;queria amar-te agora,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc;"&gt;sentir teus braços forte em mim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc;"&gt;num abraço de proteção...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc;"&gt;Quero-te sonhar todos os dias de minha vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc;"&gt;Quero-te aqui dentro de mim, num pulsar intenso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc;"&gt;Quero teus labios nos meus, num envolver de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc;"&gt;suplica de amor sem fim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc;"&gt;Quero diante de te olhar em teu olhar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc;"&gt;e nele ver um infinito magico de desejos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc;"&gt;no delirio de cada respirar em minha boca,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc;"&gt;já aberta em busca de teus labios...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc;"&gt;Quero ser envolvida por ti etenamente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc;"&gt;Sem enterrupção... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc;"&gt;Sem nada que possa nos parar no tempo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc;"&gt;Quero-te amor sem fim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc;"&gt;Quero-te pra sempre em mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc;"&gt;Para sempreeee amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-7243992402758007013?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/7243992402758007013/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/08/quero-te.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/7243992402758007013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/7243992402758007013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/08/quero-te.html' title='Quero-te'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/THaq5D3HHrI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/IkM_ySdvwS8/s72-c/kd%C3%A7s%C3%A7fs.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-6935885970825659270</id><published>2010-08-21T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T09:31:47.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TG_9ou1RMII/AAAAAAAAAmI/TrHytAQyDL4/s1600/OQAAAF029xroIzPi9OCwYP_sDVossnoUJtzFshZsym9ow6Qt75mDzvgiVOmlnVvZav6kXKHWJ2-SvN7C3JGnqcCtU0cAm1T1UOyOzsYj5bsmTqSkCmcWFSkOsL_m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TG_9ou1RMII/AAAAAAAAAmI/TrHytAQyDL4/s320/OQAAAF029xroIzPi9OCwYP_sDVossnoUJtzFshZsym9ow6Qt75mDzvgiVOmlnVvZav6kXKHWJ2-SvN7C3JGnqcCtU0cAm1T1UOyOzsYj5bsmTqSkCmcWFSkOsL_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fce5cd; font-size: large;"&gt;Em mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fce5cd;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fce5cd;"&gt;Nessa barreira reside a culpa condenada, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fce5cd;"&gt;o vazio dependente, que nos arrasta, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fce5cd;"&gt;organizando-nos, num amontoados&amp;nbsp;de censuras patéticas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fce5cd;"&gt;Onde sair de nós implica fugir deles, no exterior, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fce5cd;"&gt;acarreta despirmos a nossa armadura feita de fel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fce5cd;"&gt;E aí, procuramos o alimento que nos sustente nessa frágil linha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fce5cd;"&gt;Soando initerruptamente nas teias do controlo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fce5cd;"&gt;vasculhando aleatoriamente &lt;br /&gt;as emoções de uma vida violada.&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/1316009704069091223-6935885970825659270?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/6935885970825659270/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/08/dentro-de-mim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/6935885970825659270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/6935885970825659270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/08/dentro-de-mim.html' title=''/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TG_9ou1RMII/AAAAAAAAAmI/TrHytAQyDL4/s72-c/OQAAAF029xroIzPi9OCwYP_sDVossnoUJtzFshZsym9ow6Qt75mDzvgiVOmlnVvZav6kXKHWJ2-SvN7C3JGnqcCtU0cAm1T1UOyOzsYj5bsmTqSkCmcWFSkOsL_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-4384241655705024362</id><published>2010-08-21T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T09:16:04.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TG_2bA__NNI/AAAAAAAAAmA/u2NPe91JE5Y/s1600/7777.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TG_2bA__NNI/AAAAAAAAAmA/u2NPe91JE5Y/s320/7777.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Respostas. Perguntas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #d5a6bd; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E eu fico aqui, lutando contra o nada, &lt;br /&gt;observando o tudo.&lt;br /&gt;Perguntam-lhe. &lt;br /&gt;Os seus olhos&amp;nbsp;esverdeado respondem. &lt;br /&gt;Será que os meus olhos castanhos igualmente se manifestam? &lt;br /&gt;Respostas. Respostas. &lt;br /&gt;Perguntas. Perguntas. &lt;br /&gt;Pergunta-me. &lt;br /&gt;Talvez eu te responda. &lt;br /&gt;Ou talvez&amp;nbsp;eles te responda por mim.&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/1316009704069091223-4384241655705024362?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/4384241655705024362/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/08/respostas-perguntas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/4384241655705024362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/4384241655705024362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/08/respostas-perguntas.html' title=''/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TG_2bA__NNI/AAAAAAAAAmA/u2NPe91JE5Y/s72-c/7777.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-8704430535087714882</id><published>2010-08-20T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T13:56:20.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&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;/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/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TG7q-WJdciI/AAAAAAAAAl4/XTOt11xMIr0/s1600/30726.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TG7q-WJdciI/AAAAAAAAAl4/XTOt11xMIr0/s320/30726.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JAMES postando&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Teus beijos tem sabor de quero mais&lt;br /&gt;Faz meu coraçao pulsar mais forte&lt;br /&gt;Algo Divino acontecer&lt;br /&gt;O meu mundo parar e eu estremecer&lt;br /&gt;Minha tristeza vai embora&lt;br /&gt;Com o sabor dos teus beijos&lt;br /&gt;Assim começo a sonhar sonhos lindos&lt;br /&gt;Soh em pensar nos teus beijos&lt;br /&gt;Neles encontro momentos soh meus&lt;br /&gt;Discretos sabores do mel &lt;br /&gt;Adocicado dos desejos&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Em mim faz despertar&lt;br /&gt;Soh em pensar nos teus beijos&lt;br /&gt;Aproveito e vivo os momentos&lt;br /&gt;Porque nao tenho o amanha&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mas sim o hoje.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TE AMO, TE QUERO, TE DESEJO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;PAULA&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; JAMES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-8704430535087714882?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/8704430535087714882/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/08/james-postando-teus-beijos-tem-sabor-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/8704430535087714882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/8704430535087714882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/08/james-postando-teus-beijos-tem-sabor-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TG7q-WJdciI/AAAAAAAAAl4/XTOt11xMIr0/s72-c/30726.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-7963822965559067177</id><published>2010-08-07T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T11:18:47.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quero-te eternamente</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TF1Xp4ydRWI/AAAAAAAAAlw/98GQ0wdbzKc/s1600/future.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TF1Xp4ydRWI/AAAAAAAAAlw/98GQ0wdbzKc/s320/future.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Quero tudo que é intenso tudo que faz de mim&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;essa vontade, &lt;br /&gt;esse desejo imenso de te, esse amor sem fim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Quero aquilo que faz meu coração acelerar só por pensamentos &lt;br /&gt;e quero perto quero dentro de mim…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Buscarei&amp;nbsp;ir de corpo e alma, irei entregar-te meu coração &lt;br /&gt;só para sentir o seu vento soprar, sentir o calor queimar e pulsar, &lt;br /&gt;sentir-me livre, liberta ao seu meio ao encontro&lt;br /&gt;Saciar uma vontade que sufoca a cada minuto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Um amor que cresce, e floresce a cada dia…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Transformar sonhos em reais passos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;e ver seus vastos campos sorrirem pra mim…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Descobrir os teus mais profundos segredos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;e devotar os meus a ti…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Ser presenteada com o teu abraço confortante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;e dar-te toda a minha alegria constante com sua presença…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;TE AMO, TE QUERO, TE DESEJO MEU AMOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-7963822965559067177?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/7963822965559067177/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/08/quero-te-eternamente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/7963822965559067177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/7963822965559067177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/08/quero-te-eternamente.html' title='Quero-te eternamente'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TF1Xp4ydRWI/AAAAAAAAAlw/98GQ0wdbzKc/s72-c/future.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-7275518461772088832</id><published>2010-08-07T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T05:49:10.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quero ser o teu respirar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TF1UPySsvZI/AAAAAAAAAlo/ChphuYp_tAA/s1600/Anime_Girl_6775_1024_768.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TF1UPySsvZI/AAAAAAAAAlo/ChphuYp_tAA/s320/Anime_Girl_6775_1024_768.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #fff2cc;"&gt;Enquanto te sinto em pensamentos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #fff2cc;"&gt;sem contar às vezes durante o dia e noite, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #fff2cc;"&gt;no que te quero e vou dizendo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #fff2cc;"&gt;vem na fragrância, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #fff2cc;"&gt;vem no ar uma imensidão inteira de desejo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #fff2cc;"&gt;onde aprendemos a respirar um ao outro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #fff2cc;"&gt;E na vontade que tens de sentir-me também, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #fff2cc;"&gt;perco-me e encontrar em ti... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #fff2cc;"&gt;Abraçado-te milhares de vezes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #fff2cc;"&gt;entre um minuto e outro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #fff2cc;"&gt;e toda vez que abraço-te &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #fff2cc;"&gt;sinto esta urgência irremediável de corpo contra corpo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #fff2cc;"&gt;Enquanto mentalmente sinto-te no tempo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #fff2cc;"&gt;o tempo custa mais a passar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #fff2cc;"&gt;e quando passa, corro a envolver-me de ti &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #fff2cc;"&gt;e a percorrer-te como ar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #fff2cc;"&gt;Minha pele feita de aroma de flores embrulha-te o corpo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #fff2cc;"&gt;incendiada pelo que a imaginação permite-me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #fff2cc;"&gt;Volto a percorrer como ar intenso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #fff2cc;"&gt;e descubro-te no mesmo tempo e ar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #fff2cc;"&gt;onde em pensamento, respirava minha vontade de ti &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #fff2cc;"&gt;encontra agora um universo inteiro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #fff2cc;"&gt;Agora que a atmosfera é feita de desejo que nos respira,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #fff2cc;"&gt;em simultâneo, a realidade... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #fff2cc;"&gt;Na intensidade do que te sinto e tu a mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #fff2cc;"&gt;Abandono-me nessa vontade de ti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #fff2cc;"&gt;Aninhada nessa entrega de saudade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #fff2cc;"&gt;que nunca chega ao fim.&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/1316009704069091223-7275518461772088832?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/7275518461772088832/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/08/quero-ser-o-teu-respirar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/7275518461772088832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/7275518461772088832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/08/quero-ser-o-teu-respirar.html' title='Quero ser o teu respirar'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TF1UPySsvZI/AAAAAAAAAlo/ChphuYp_tAA/s72-c/Anime_Girl_6775_1024_768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-2561196630224975453</id><published>2010-08-06T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T16:11:13.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TFyVyzZhfCI/AAAAAAAAAlg/LrfzRaV3SnA/s1600/Rubia+099.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TFyVyzZhfCI/AAAAAAAAAlg/LrfzRaV3SnA/s320/Rubia+099.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JAMES POSTANDO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;com vc conheci verdadeiro significado da palavra amor, por isso hoje te amo e amanha te amarei mais do que hoje e pra sempre vou te amar pois soh com vc me sinto bem e isso me faz o ser mais feliz, nao apenas do mundo, mas sim do universo, do tamanho do infinito como eh tamanho dos meus sentimentos por vc, minha vida, minha razao de viver, minha eterna paixao e eterno amor, sem vc nao sou nada, com vc sou apenas eu e vc que nos sentimos um tudo, pq vc eh tudo de bom que tenho, nada e ninguem pode nos destruir pq vc e teu nome estao em mim, e como diz traduçao do meu jogo favorito, estou aqui te esperando, continuo a te esperar aqui, sei que vou te encontrar eu prometo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TE AMO, TE QUERO, TE DESEJO, SEMPRE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TE AMO, TE QUERO, TE DESEJO, SEMPRE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TE AMO, TE QUERO, TE DESEJO, SEMPRE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TE AMO, TE QUERO, TE DESEJO, SEMPRE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TE AMO, TE QUERO, TE DESEJO, SEMPRE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PAULA &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; JAMES&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-2561196630224975453?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/2561196630224975453/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/08/james-postando-com-vc-conheci.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/2561196630224975453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/2561196630224975453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/08/james-postando-com-vc-conheci.html' title=''/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TFyVyzZhfCI/AAAAAAAAAlg/LrfzRaV3SnA/s72-c/Rubia+099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-3972092192152961763</id><published>2010-07-30T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T11:47:54.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quero você</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tenho dias, noites, espaços infinitos de sentir... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Manhãs que acordo sem saber se estou realmente acordada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;ou dormindo, ou mesmo tempo desperta em sonhos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TFMZXTtaBRI/AAAAAAAAAlY/7Z4qW04kQqE/s1600/2503215202_1e65b94873_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TFMZXTtaBRI/AAAAAAAAAlY/7Z4qW04kQqE/s320/2503215202_1e65b94873_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Manhãs mas todos elas contigo e a viagem das horas, minutos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;segundos, sabendo-te comigo, acontece-me lúcida, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;forte como raios de luz a iluminar a terra,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;luz que resplandece nas aguas limpa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sonhos revoltos, sentir inrreal ao mesmo tempo real... &lt;br /&gt;Vens a mim a&amp;nbsp;tocar-me, invadir-me por inteira...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mente e corpo... Corpo que só a tuas mãos tocou...&lt;br /&gt;Em teu sentir, em teu desejar puro de amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A essência dos minhas noite é a certeza de tudo o que existes em mim &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nesse estado de tal forma translúcido, &lt;br /&gt;que caminho na noite desencontrados da lógica &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sem chocar de frente com algo considerado existente &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no domínio de minhas ideias e sem base material,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;porque amar é o oposto, é tão real é uma linha que desenhamos contínua &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;num espaço com margens de infinito. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assim te desenho eu, em minha vida todos os noites...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sonho-te em mim, como um vento calmo, leve,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a invadir-me tomando forma, transformando meus pequenos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;desejos em vontade loucuras, fantasias que inventamos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;consumidos de tanto amor, quero teu amor sempre,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;quero que você me tenha por inteira,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;quero teus beijos doces, tão ardentes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a embriagar-me na fragrancia que teu corpo exala,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;teu calor, teu suor a escorrer por nossos corpos nos sonhos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nas noite, nos dias, nas manhãs, e tardes de amor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assim são todos meus dias , nos passos incerto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de uma certesa pra onde devo ir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quando temos a certeza todo o caminho, sejam montes &lt;br /&gt;sejam vales, tem sentido e isso estrutura-nos a caminhada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu tenho serteza dessa caminhada &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;todos os dias de minha vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sei que o que sinto, me levara ate você &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MEU ETERNO AMOR..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-3972092192152961763?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/3972092192152961763/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/07/todos-os-meus-dias.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/3972092192152961763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/3972092192152961763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/07/todos-os-meus-dias.html' title='Quero você'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TFMZXTtaBRI/AAAAAAAAAlY/7Z4qW04kQqE/s72-c/2503215202_1e65b94873_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-4732732348835291248</id><published>2010-07-28T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T09:09:18.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Você Meu Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TFBVX3ONgKI/AAAAAAAAAlA/E-cIIGFs88w/s1600/11.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TFBVX3ONgKI/AAAAAAAAAlA/E-cIIGFs88w/s320/11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;vc eh igual a agua, jamais me deixa com sede, &lt;br /&gt;mata a seda da minha alma &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e orvalha meus dias de prazer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;na tua presença me encanto ouvindo sua voz de anjo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;deixo me levar em sua beleza e me extasio em seus beijos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;contigo me sinto iluminado, forte &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e pronto pra caminhar amparado em teus braços &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e adormeço apaixonado &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nas noites me aconchego em teu corpo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me aqueço no fogo ardente da tua alma, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;acaricio com imensuravel paixao seu rosto &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e estremeço de prazer beijando seus labios &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;apaixonados parecemos duas crianças &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;brincando de amor e felicidade, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;abraçados vamos rindo e amando &lt;br /&gt;brincando com carinho igual aos passaros &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nosso amor eh eterno e por isso fico a te esperar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eu irei te esperar, continuarei te esperando aqui, &lt;br /&gt;nao vou parar de te esperar &lt;br /&gt;pois sei que irei te encontrar eu prometo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;James Teodoro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-4732732348835291248?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TFBVX3ONgKI/AAAAAAAAAlA/E-cIIGFs88w/s72-c/11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-5308896141839238489</id><published>2010-07-28T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T08:59:27.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TFBSRTwI1UI/AAAAAAAAAk4/Cf0bwzifNCY/s1600/7777888.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TFBSRTwI1UI/AAAAAAAAAk4/Cf0bwzifNCY/s320/7777888.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;vc meu amor me ensinou a amar quando jah decepcionado havia desacreditado no amor, &lt;br /&gt;pois pra mim de todas as companias, de todas as palavras que eu possa receber, &lt;br /&gt;nenhuma serah mais forte e mais acolhedora que a voz pura &lt;br /&gt;daquela que se chama vc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;vc amor dah sentido ao verdadeiro sentido da vida, &lt;br /&gt;soh consigo dizer tres palavras: EU TE AMO, &lt;br /&gt;hoje o que eu sinto por vc mais amor &lt;br /&gt;e amanha te amarei ainda muito mais minha eterna paixao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quando a solidao vir ateh vc, pense em mim, &lt;br /&gt;nao como alguem que simplesmente te quer, &lt;br /&gt;mas sim como alguém que te ama loucamente, &lt;br /&gt;quando vc se sentir triste, &lt;br /&gt;lembre-se que eu to aqui e faço qualquer coisa pra te ver feliz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quando vc se sentir feliz, &lt;br /&gt;nao esqueça que minha maior alegria eh ver o seu sorriso, &lt;br /&gt;quando vc sentir seu coraçao bater mais forte,&lt;br /&gt;pense que em cada batida eu te amo mais e mais &lt;br /&gt;e que o simples fato da sua existencia eh o suficiente&lt;br /&gt;pra que eu me sinta o homem mais feliz do mundo,&lt;br /&gt;muito obrigado por existir em minha vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;James Teodoro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-5308896141839238489?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/5308896141839238489/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/07/vc-meu-amor-me-ensinou-amar-quando-jah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/5308896141839238489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/5308896141839238489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/07/vc-meu-amor-me-ensinou-amar-quando-jah.html' title=''/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TFBSRTwI1UI/AAAAAAAAAk4/Cf0bwzifNCY/s72-c/7777888.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-3867337323557070338</id><published>2010-07-28T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T08:51:46.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Só quero vc</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TFBRmAvIldI/AAAAAAAAAkw/QZR3YD4GpLo/s1600/74.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TFBRmAvIldI/AAAAAAAAAkw/QZR3YD4GpLo/s320/74.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu soh penso em te quer, vc eh minha total carencia, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me faz perder a razao, tao diferente e tao igual, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eh vc meu amor a pessoa que faz eu querer toda hora, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que faz eu sentir falta dos seus beijos, carinhos, pele, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seu corpo a todo momento que estou longe, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nem que seja por um minuto se quer sinto muito sua falta, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;um vazio que soh se preenche com sua compania&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;James Teodoro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-3867337323557070338?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/3867337323557070338/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/07/paula.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/3867337323557070338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/3867337323557070338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/07/paula.html' title='Só quero vc'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TFBRmAvIldI/AAAAAAAAAkw/QZR3YD4GpLo/s72-c/74.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-7747269006990574320</id><published>2010-07-23T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T05:55:23.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quero-te cada dia mais</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TEmWkX1fZpI/AAAAAAAAAko/7JDJd62yd9c/s1600/Jaimes+gatinho.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TEmWkX1fZpI/AAAAAAAAAko/7JDJd62yd9c/s320/Jaimes+gatinho.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A frescura vinda na brisa fria da manhã&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tras-me o cheiro empreguinado de te...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tento-me libertar da angustia de uma noite triste e fria...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meu corpo esta coberto de gelo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;meu coração num compasso lento &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;espera pelos primeiros raios de sol, que lê dará calor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e transformaram em líquido a água,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;deixando todo o meu corpo com goticulas brilhante de orvalhos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;refletidas pelos raios de sol... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não sei onde estou...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sinto-me cada dia mais perdida, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não sei a que rumo devo seguir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sinto-me cada vez mais só, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;não sei porque fiquei aqui parada no meio da tempestade, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nesse frio, nesse gelo, nesta noite vazia até de luz... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Algo que posso dar claridade a minhas ideias,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que a cada hora que passa se torna mais confusa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mais perdida de mim mesma... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Olho para mim mesma e ja não me encontro...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Talvez tenha saido em busca da minha alma, quem sabe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Procurava-te, por te teres perdido na escuridão...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sei que aqui nesse lugar no meio da noite eu senti vontade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de aqui me deixar ficar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Faltava-me forças no caminhar,e aqui me joguei, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;arrastando-me pelo chão num abismo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sem luz a emitir seus raio solitário.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uma vez brilha... outra vez apaga...&lt;br /&gt;Preciso de vc pra enegisar meu ser...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seus brilho, sua luz, seu amor reflete no horizonte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;transformando minha vida... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trazendo a meu ser vontade de viver...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De te meu corpo obsorve o alimento nessessario, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aumentando o desejo de sair mais um dia a procura de te...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nesta manhã fresca encoberta de nevoa, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;com o corpo salpicado de orvalho, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;chamo de novo o teu nome, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;porque sei, estás aí em algum lugar, à minha espera. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-7747269006990574320?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TEmWkX1fZpI/AAAAAAAAAko/7JDJd62yd9c/s320/Jaimes+gatinho.jpg' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TEmWkX1fZpI/AAAAAAAAAko/7JDJd62yd9c/s72-c/Jaimes+gatinho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-7391448388177086671</id><published>2010-07-20T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T10:27:22.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Te amo, te desejo, te quero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TEXcP3XA-sI/AAAAAAAAAkY/fVLHlLp8pN0/s1600/CasalSol.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TEXcP3XA-sI/AAAAAAAAAkY/fVLHlLp8pN0/s320/CasalSol.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Por hoje não falarei de saudade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;das vezes em que maluca,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;quase sem forças tentei te esquecer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Das noites em que ficavamos horas tc,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;enrrolados nas palavras de amor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daquelas horas maravilhosas de pensamentos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;livres movido a força do amor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hoje não quero escrever uma linha se quer sobre saudade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apenas quero escrever os meu desejos por ti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O meu grande desejo... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Esse que as vezes mi tira o ar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;outras mi faz respirar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Desejo esse que me faz levitar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Essa grande vontade que tenho de te abraçar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e em teus labios sentir amada, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sem nem um medo que algo venha e tira me você...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hoje quero só falar que amo você...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amo-o eternamente, loucamente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sinto aqui dentro de mim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sinto ao meu redor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sinto por toda parte...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fas simplesmente parte de minha realidade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Te amo, te desejo, te quero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eternamente amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-7391448388177086671?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TEXcP3XA-sI/AAAAAAAAAkY/fVLHlLp8pN0/s320/CasalSol.jpg' title='Te amo, te desejo, te quero'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/7391448388177086671/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/07/te-amo-te-desejo-te-quero.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-8032485574383758819</id><published>2010-07-13T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T10:59:37.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TDyoVCLIPjI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/4vw3cQ1chUk/s1600/Jteodoro.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TDyoVCLIPjI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/4vw3cQ1chUk/s320/Jteodoro.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Amor vivo em vc, sou parte de ti, corro em tuas veias, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;e sinto no teu coraçao o meu coraçao em passadas forte, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;outras vezes lenta, num amor que nem o tempo pode apagar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;existo em cada palavra, em cada murmurio de amor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;existo em seus sonhos, nas tuas vontade e desejo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;existo na tua mais pura forma de querer&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/1316009704069091223-8032485574383758819?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/8032485574383758819/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/07/meu-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/8032485574383758819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/8032485574383758819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/07/meu-amor.html' title='Meu amor'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TDyoVCLIPjI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/4vw3cQ1chUk/s72-c/Jteodoro.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-389679868514231645</id><published>2010-07-13T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T11:21:31.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu amor eh vc</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TDymewlFTNI/AAAAAAAAAkI/fLwVMiLNW40/s1600/121068.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TDymewlFTNI/AAAAAAAAAkI/fLwVMiLNW40/s320/121068.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;Meu amor eu segui meu coração &lt;br /&gt;que apenas falava de sentimento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;soh por causa disso eu decidi nunca te largar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;eu nao to feliz com ninguem pois nunca tentei ser, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;meu amor tem nome e se chama Paula Rúbia Prado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;a quem eu dei meu sobrenome, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;a quem eu tatuei o nome em meu ser &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;e vc agora corre nas minhas veias, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;eu jah tive alguem antes de vc na minha vida real &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;e de todas que tive eu nunca fui amado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;e nunca amei alguem assim como vc, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;mesmo que por enquanto eh na net, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;nunca tive um amor virtual que foi mais forte que no real, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;mas claro, eu sempre avisei pessoal, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;tudo tem a primeira vez e isso acontece comigo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;ate sinto que meu sangue eh teu sangue, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;eu nem sei mais se eu sou eu mesmo pq me vejo sendo vc, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;soh pelo simples fato de te ver como minha alma gemea, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;verdadeiro e unico amor da minha vida, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;eu que seria um completo idiota de jogar fora esse grande valor que tenho, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;algo que nenhum dinheiro do mundo compraria, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;vc e eu temos algo raro deste planeta, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;algo que muitos tentam ter e nao conseguem, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;e nós temos isso, que eh sentimento verdadeiro, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;o amor verdadeiro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;mesmo se algum dia eu te perder, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;continuarei minha vida te amando como te amo hoje, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;a ti estou entregue e pra mim ser feliz eh de vc que depende &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;e nao de mim, pois meu ser agora eh teu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;por favor amor, fica comigo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;quantas vezes jah te pedi isso &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;vem ser parte da minha realidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;pensa que nao doi neh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;ser mais exato ate arde mesmo no peito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;eu vir aqui e ter vc soh na net &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;eu te aceitei mesmo que me disse toda situaçao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;mas eu fico aqui com vc na net amor 4 anos soh assim &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;sempre com fe de um dia poder te encontrar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;nunca desistindo de nós&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;eu que me sinto humilhado aqui &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;nao por vc ter essa mania ruim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;mas sim pq sempre tentei ser algo bom pra vc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;e muitas vezes que brigamos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;eu me sinto um fracasso achando que nao sou bom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;e querendo arrumar algo de errado que fiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;depois que te conheci, eu jurei a mim mesmo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;fazer de tudo pra nao te magoar desculpe amor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;desculpe se algum dia nao consegui ser o que vc quer de mim &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;vivo aqui com vc 4 anos sempre com aquele medo de te perder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;no momento me sinto isso, apenas um fracasso, um ze ninguem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;eu nao quero te perder e nao quero te deixar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;vc eh a minha vida e que seria de mim sem vc ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;ok, nao precisa responder, pela desgraça que eu sou &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;eu que nao sirvo pra nada, nunca sei fazer o que vc espera de mim &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;vc sempre fala que nao sou fracasso &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;mas eu sou sim, eu sou esse fracasso &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;sempre falhando com vc, nao te dar o que espera de mim &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;pq peço pra vc vir ser minha parte aqui ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;vc eh real sim, soh tah comigo pelo unico modo que podemos ficar junto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;mas sinto vc bem real, sentimentos tbm mto reais &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;Te amo meu amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;James Teodoro&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/1316009704069091223-389679868514231645?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/389679868514231645/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/07/eu-segui-meu-coracao-que-apenas-falava.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/389679868514231645'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'>Hoje sei o que eu queria</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TDykZ9Hg88I/AAAAAAAAAkA/Caphp53ZCis/s1600/785.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TDykZ9Hg88I/AAAAAAAAAkA/Caphp53ZCis/s320/785.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu queria!... Hoje sinto que eu queria muito beijar você...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu sempre olharia você, eu estava no ar ao seu redor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu estava nas manhãs frias de inverno... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Como um ser sobrenatural... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uma garota que passava entre os mortos e os vivos... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E às vezes eu sentia que você pensava em mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas você começou a pensar que talvez fosse hora &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de deixar isso para traz... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Talvez fosse hora de mi esquecer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E talvez fosse, na verdade não suportava mais. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas o amor náo deixava você seguir em frente... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ainda olha para trás, tentando vislumbrar-me entre as árvores. ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Entre os raios de luz vinda do sol através da vidraça..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fiquei presa nesse mundo, vagando nessa imensidão &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de sentimentos e sonhos... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lembranças de vidas vividas com imenso amor... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E nessa prisão eterna, nessa escuridão meio a luz,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eu estava dissolvendo, foi como eu me senti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que a vida estava mi deixando...Mais eu não sentia medo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Entao me lembrei que eu tinha alguma coisa pra fezer, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tinha que estar em algum lugar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Então eu vê você, e chamei teu nome,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e na imensidão eu me perdia sem rumo, corria tentando te alcançar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu sei que a morte, significava partir... Mas eu estava aqui,..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E você ainda mantém-me viva dentro de ti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu estava no horizonte azul, entre o ceu e a terra...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Os dias era iguais, e toda noite eu tinha os mesmo sonhos,&lt;br /&gt;O cheiro de terra umida, o grito que ninguem ouvia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;o som do meu coração batendo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;como uma martelada abafada num pano...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E eu ouvia ela mi chamando, a voz da morte, eu queria segui-la,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;achar uma saida, mas eu sempre voltava para a mesma porta...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pela primeira vez eu sentia medo... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu sabia que se entrasse la, nunca mais ia sair,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Você poderia ter-me por muito tempo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;poderia alimentar uma lembraça repetidamente, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sem indentidade no infinito,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mas depois vc ia sentir o vazio voltando,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e a nescessidade sugiria em te outra vez,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;quando o verão chegasse, sentiria o desejo de&amp;nbsp;outro ser...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O abraço vivo no calor de uma realidade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas o amor fazia com que ficasse ligado a mim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E ai estava um momento que eu nunca queria,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ver os dias passarem, as horas, nos minutos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;o medo de ser esquecida... Deixada para traz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ninguem nota quando partimos, quero dizer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;o momento que realmente escolhemos ir, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no máximo você pode sentir um sussurro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ou uma onda de sussurro, deixando, sinuosamente...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu estive aqui durante um tempo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e vou voltar cada vez que você vier a chamar por mim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;vou estar viva em seus pensamento, enquanto você mi amar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Porque o teu amor mi fez permanecer no mundo sem eu estar nele... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E eu olho dentro de teus olhos, e vejo tantas sombras, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;duvidas, angustia, dor e saudade... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vejo o desejo refletido no teu olhar, e tento beija-lo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;toca-lo, mas passo através de ti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hoje sinto que estais presente em mim e eu em ti... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas em dimensão deferente, e assim não posso tocá-lo... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aproximo-me de ti, mas só sinto o teu calor... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Calor do teu amor por mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu não sabia o quanto você me amava...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu não sabia que o teu amor é que&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mantem-me viva prisoneira desse mundo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Correndo eu gritava ao vento o meu amor por ti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enquanto os eco do mundo devolve a mim as tuas resposta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas não espere encontrar em mim as suas respostas, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cada um abraça seu caminho , ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nunca deixe de olhar para traz... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Porque se deixar quando nas tuas lembranças, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a saudade vir, eu já terei me perdido de ti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hoje sei que o que mi mantêm viva entre a vida e a morte &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ES tu...Nunca deixe de olhar para traz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nunca deixe meu amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-7848664468196424736?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/7848664468196424736/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/07/hoje-sei-o-que-eu-queria.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/7848664468196424736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/7848664468196424736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/07/hoje-sei-o-que-eu-queria.html' title='Hoje sei o que eu queria'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TDykZ9Hg88I/AAAAAAAAAkA/Caphp53ZCis/s72-c/785.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-3400145117499371473</id><published>2010-07-03T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T18:03:56.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&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;/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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TC_bnCf8L1I/AAAAAAAAAjg/pvCkv5E_Fxc/s1600/0006gpfk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TC_b5Gf6A2I/AAAAAAAAAjw/Y6uxY8yMBTU/s1600/paula+e+james+070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TC_b5Gf6A2I/AAAAAAAAAjw/Y6uxY8yMBTU/s320/paula+e+james+070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;James postando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;fecha os  olhos e adormece&lt;br /&gt;porque nas noites umidas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;e quentes de desejo&lt;br /&gt;eu  adormeço murmurando o teu nome&lt;br /&gt;dize-me que posso, falando baixinho&lt;br /&gt;dize-me  que posso, quase num suspiro&lt;br /&gt;que eu, pelo muito que tenho a  revelar,&lt;br /&gt;seguirei abrindo as portas do teu quarto&lt;br /&gt;navegando em teu  sonho&lt;br /&gt;deixa-me respira-la cheirando teus cabelos&lt;br /&gt;e tocando a tua  pele&lt;br /&gt;derramo gota de meu suor em teus  labios&lt;br /&gt;pra que eu possa selar o teu sono&lt;br /&gt;em um beijo molhado e apaixonado&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;JAMES&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ♥&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; PAULA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-3400145117499371473?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/3400145117499371473/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/07/fecha-os-olhos-e-adormece-porque-nas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/3400145117499371473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/3400145117499371473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/07/fecha-os-olhos-e-adormece-porque-nas.html' title=''/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TC_b5Gf6A2I/AAAAAAAAAjw/Y6uxY8yMBTU/s72-c/paula+e+james+070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-6834525588111047909</id><published>2010-07-01T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T12:12:39.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um novo Ser</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TC1ABocCbzI/AAAAAAAAAjY/OysA-sU_pw4/s1600/Paula.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TC1ABocCbzI/AAAAAAAAAjY/OysA-sU_pw4/s320/Paula.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não sei por que, mas sinto como se tudo passasse...&lt;br /&gt;Sinto algo a morrer dentro de mim, &lt;br /&gt;a descondensar e a evaporar, dia após dia. &lt;br /&gt;Como se cada dia fosse destinado a mais uma mudança,&lt;br /&gt;Como se algo não fizesse falta. &lt;br /&gt;Como se simplesmente nada interessasse, &lt;br /&gt;estimulasse os sentimentos já adormecidos.&lt;br /&gt;Como se os montes, os ventos, os rios, &lt;br /&gt;tudo ao nosso redor, já não tivesse lugar. &lt;br /&gt;Como se eu tivesse afundado &lt;br /&gt;num vazio cada vez mais profundo &lt;br /&gt;e afastando-se do nosso mundo...&lt;br /&gt;Como se em passadas lenta, &lt;br /&gt;caminhasse sem saber pra onde ir.&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes paro, mas sempre de cabeça baixa,&lt;br /&gt;Nada quero ver, nada quero sentir...&lt;br /&gt;E assim sem pensar, sigo em rumo ao desconhecido...&lt;br /&gt;De repente ouço uma voz baixa:&lt;br /&gt;_ Rúbia onde pensa que vai?&lt;br /&gt;Olhei para traz já sentindo uma mão segurando meu braço,&lt;br /&gt;depois a outra já em minha cintura, virei quase que&lt;br /&gt;de encontro ao seu corpo, pode sentir seu calor,&lt;br /&gt;seu hálito quente, sua respiração ofegante...&lt;br /&gt;De pernas tremulas eu senti pela primeira vez &lt;br /&gt;o calor de outro corpo, tentava falar, mas nada saia...&lt;br /&gt;_Esta se sentindo bem, aonde vai?&lt;br /&gt;Ele mi perguntava mais uma vez...&lt;br /&gt;Senti sua voz rouca, mas forte e dominadora.&lt;br /&gt;Foi como se algo novo estivesse criando vida dentro de mim... &lt;br /&gt;Olhei ao longe e vê um novo horizonte... &lt;br /&gt;Não sei por que, mas não senti medo...&lt;br /&gt;Porque temer algo depois de tudo que passei...&lt;br /&gt;Dias a pos dias sofrendo e chorando sem saber &lt;br /&gt;o que fazer... Como se a vida tivesse&lt;br /&gt;sendo tirada de mim, como se o ar a todo o momento&lt;br /&gt;mi faltasse, e o chão fugisse de debaixo de meus pés.&lt;br /&gt;E agora sentia uma paz ale diante daquele&lt;br /&gt;garoto tão lindo, olhos brilhante, cabelos adulados,&lt;br /&gt;Tão altos, lábios tão sensuais,&lt;br /&gt;senti vontade de tocá-los com os dedos,&lt;br /&gt;de beijá-lo...&lt;br /&gt;Mas ao mesmo tempo uma vontade de correr,&lt;br /&gt;de fugir... Não, não queria voltar a senti tudo outra vez...&lt;br /&gt;E assim fugi mais uma vez e me fechei&lt;br /&gt;dentro desse mundo vazio que se tornou &lt;br /&gt;minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-6834525588111047909?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/6834525588111047909/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/07/queria-ser-o-amor-que-nasce-no-teu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/6834525588111047909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/6834525588111047909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/07/queria-ser-o-amor-que-nasce-no-teu.html' title='Um novo Ser'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TC1ABocCbzI/AAAAAAAAAjY/OysA-sU_pw4/s72-c/Paula.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-3355148925360445078</id><published>2010-06-22T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T12:04:10.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TCDuMdAksHI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/_AoAgJBrvl8/s1600/Paula.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TCDuMdAksHI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/_AoAgJBrvl8/s320/Paula.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Queria ser o amor que nasce no teu coração apaixonado &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e me perder na ilusão de um prazer inacabado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Queria ser luz a percorrer quilômetros e quilômetros de escuridão,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;refletindo meus raios a iluminar teus dias de solidão...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quando em passadas lenta não sabe por aonde ir...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Queria ser brisa a invadir os campos deserto sem fim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A tocar teu rosto nas manhãs desoladas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Queria ser água a molhar teu rosto... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Escorrer por teu corpo... a tocar tua boca, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;teus lábios e penetrar por ti adentro...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Queria ser flor a exalar meu perfume por toda sua volta...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A ser inspirada por ti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Queria ser seus sonhos mais loucos e apaixonados...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Entrar na tua noite... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Invadir teus segredos mais intimo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Queria ser vida na tua vida...A viver tuas vontades...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A sentir teus prazeres... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Transformar em realidade tudo que mais deseja e quer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Deveríamos ser como borboletas, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e ter a coragem de enfrentar a metamorfose da vida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;para sermos livres."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-3355148925360445078?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/3355148925360445078/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/estou-mi-perdendo-no-tempo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/3355148925360445078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/3355148925360445078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/estou-mi-perdendo-no-tempo.html' title=''/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TCDuMdAksHI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/_AoAgJBrvl8/s72-c/Paula.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-3228254698860649465</id><published>2010-06-18T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T18:40:47.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu estaria no paraiso com vc</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #f9cb9c; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBwSjTCGLSI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/10IJvKYuYxc/s1600/Final_Fantasy_VII.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBwSjTCGLSI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/10IJvKYuYxc/s320/Final_Fantasy_VII.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; text-align: center;"&gt;Vc não vem, fazer o que? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; text-align: center;"&gt;tenho que viver no inferno na tua espera&lt;br /&gt;mas eu vivo apenas te esperando&lt;br /&gt;4 anos assim, eu te querendo&lt;br /&gt;fico te querendo e amando&lt;br /&gt;mas tenho vc? &lt;br /&gt;sonhava ver uma foto sua nos meus braços&lt;br /&gt;sera que vou ter ?&lt;br /&gt;nao deixei nada que sinto por vc&lt;br /&gt;tudo eh mesmo e mais forte a cada dia que passa&lt;br /&gt;sonho com vc e penso em vc sempre sendo minha alma gemea&lt;br /&gt;grande e unico amor da minha vida&lt;br /&gt;amor, o universo eh tao pequeno diante aos meus sentimentos que tenho por ti&lt;br /&gt;se eu te deixar eu vou morrer pois vc eh minha vida&lt;br /&gt;eu jah nao sou mais eu pq sei que eu sou vc&lt;br /&gt;meu maior sonho eh te trazer pra minha realidade&lt;br /&gt;nunca vou saber amar se eu nao ter vc&lt;br /&gt;estou cansado de pedir pra vc vir ser minha&lt;br /&gt;essa vida aqui nao eh nada sem vc&lt;br /&gt;jah gritei pro mundo ouvir teu nome&lt;br /&gt;tatuei vc em mim&lt;br /&gt;tomei teu sangue pra vc correr entre minhas veias&lt;br /&gt;vc eh parte de mim&lt;br /&gt;outra metade que me completa&lt;br /&gt;eu vou morrer sem ter vc&lt;br /&gt;quero vc e vc não vem, não vem ser minha &lt;br /&gt;se me quer, vc eh a outra metade que me completa&lt;br /&gt;deixa pedir de novo ?&lt;br /&gt;deixa pedir uma coisa ?&lt;br /&gt;deixa pedir soh uma coisa ?&lt;br /&gt;na verdade sao duas coisas&lt;br /&gt;vem ser minha ?&lt;br /&gt;vem ou nao ?&lt;br /&gt;casa comigo ?&lt;br /&gt;seja minha futura esposa&lt;br /&gt;escrito marcado tudo no papel&lt;br /&gt;amor seja a mae dos meus filhos&lt;br /&gt;imagina que seria do hailander se ele nao ver vc como mae dele&lt;br /&gt;sabe que nao pode ser outra eh soh vc, vem ser minha&lt;br /&gt;vc que eh minha, a ti jah me entreguei de tudo&lt;br /&gt;nunca faria isso se depois deixasse&lt;br /&gt;nao vou te deixar&lt;br /&gt;Te amo. te quero te desejo&lt;br /&gt;vem ser minha pra sempre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d0e0e3; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;James Teodoro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-3228254698860649465?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/3228254698860649465/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/eu-estaria-no-paraiso-com-vc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/3228254698860649465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/3228254698860649465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/eu-estaria-no-paraiso-com-vc.html' title='Eu estaria no paraiso com vc'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBwSjTCGLSI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/10IJvKYuYxc/s72-c/Final_Fantasy_VII.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-3687646413443621326</id><published>2010-06-18T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T10:51:19.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentimentos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBux03BSrNI/AAAAAAAAAhA/2Ek5VhEmkYU/s1600/788.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBux03BSrNI/AAAAAAAAAhA/2Ek5VhEmkYU/s320/788.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Porque existem coisas que não se podem nem devem sequer pensar em brincar &lt;br /&gt;e eu brinco com elas todos os dias."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-3687646413443621326?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/3687646413443621326/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/sentimentos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/3687646413443621326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/3687646413443621326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/sentimentos.html' title='Sentimentos'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBux03BSrNI/AAAAAAAAAhA/2Ek5VhEmkYU/s72-c/788.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-1584741345984899819</id><published>2010-06-18T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T14:50:18.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Apenas o tempo acalma no coração o amor"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBuuHTfN74I/AAAAAAAAAg4/x3xddWvNpak/s1600/Paula.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBuuHTfN74I/AAAAAAAAAg4/x3xddWvNpak/s320/Paula.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Às vezes não temos noção do quanto precisamos de uma realidade...&lt;br /&gt;Foram tantos momentos construídos, planejados, desejados...&lt;br /&gt;Foram sentimentos que ultrapassaram nossas vontades...&lt;br /&gt;Sentimentos que dominaram nossos Seres...&lt;br /&gt;Parte de nossas vidas que muitas vezes foram deixadas de lado...&lt;br /&gt;Destruídas... &lt;br /&gt;Momentos da realidade abandonados pelo tempo...&lt;br /&gt;Em troca de sonhos.... Por quê?&lt;br /&gt;Porque viver aqui nesse mundo??... .. &lt;br /&gt;Porque amar assim e viver de sonhos??... &lt;br /&gt;Sonhos que transformaram nossas vidas...&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes sinto que tem outras formas de viver...&lt;br /&gt;Forma de mudar o rumo da nossa historia... Nossos Destinos... &lt;br /&gt;Basta querer...Ter um pensamento positivo...&lt;br /&gt;Mas também tem várias formas que podemos destruí-las...&lt;br /&gt;Os momentos de revolta... De dor... De mentiras...&lt;br /&gt;Os momentos do qual deveríamos ser verdadeiros...&lt;br /&gt;E ter coragem de falar na hora certa o que deve ser...&lt;br /&gt;E vc mentiu... Mi deixou esperando por vc nesse mundo...&lt;br /&gt;Sofri tanto.. Tanto... Imaginando vc entrar...&lt;br /&gt;Sabe vc clama tanto por não merecer nada...&lt;br /&gt;E sabe por que não mercê.. Hoje vc sabe...&lt;br /&gt;Só pensanva no momento que vc quisesse...&lt;br /&gt;Não pensou nem um pouco em mim...&lt;br /&gt;Tudo tirou de mim... Tudo...&lt;br /&gt;Tirou no momento ate mesmo a minha vontade de viver...&lt;br /&gt;E hoje o que resta de mim??? O q??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-1584741345984899819?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/1584741345984899819/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/apenas-o-tempo-acalma-no-coracao-o-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/1584741345984899819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/1584741345984899819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/apenas-o-tempo-acalma-no-coracao-o-amor.html' title='&quot;Apenas o tempo acalma no coração o amor&quot;'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBuuHTfN74I/AAAAAAAAAg4/x3xddWvNpak/s72-c/Paula.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-5696530018917466959</id><published>2010-06-18T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T19:03:34.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toda mentira um dia vem a tona</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBus2Ye2isI/AAAAAAAAAgo/JXKjh0tFrIE/s1600/877772.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBus2Ye2isI/AAAAAAAAAgo/JXKjh0tFrIE/s320/877772.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabe... Dês de o primeiro momento eu senti...&lt;br /&gt;Vc sabe que eu aprende a sentir vc...&lt;br /&gt;Mas vc achou melhor negar...&lt;br /&gt;Eu sentia a vontade que vc tinha de ter alguém na sua realidade...&lt;br /&gt;Eu já sabia e não foi surpresa pra mim,&lt;br /&gt;Eu senti teu sofrimento &lt;br /&gt;Eu senti que vc não tava suportando mais...&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo me amando loucamente&lt;br /&gt;você já não suportava essa distancia&lt;br /&gt;Já não suportava a falta de uma realidade comigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quando vc mi desejava vc brigava comigo&lt;br /&gt;ate mi agredia com palavras &lt;br /&gt;e quando eu ia terminar vc chorava &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e falava que nao ia mi deixar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Queria tanto uma realidade comigo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não eh só vc que tinha urgência de uma realidade não,&lt;br /&gt;eu também..&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Só que eu queria uma realidade só com vc amor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas vc na revolta... Na solidão... &lt;br /&gt;Vc procurou em outros braços o meu carinho..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E eu não procurei e vc sim procurava e eu sabia.&lt;br /&gt;ate pede vc pra contar quando encontrasse... &lt;br /&gt;Mas vc ficava bravo comigo...&lt;br /&gt;falava que eu tava inventando... &lt;br /&gt;e agora o que vejo??&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Sera que era imaginaçao minha isso...&lt;br /&gt;e agora que vc mi dez?&lt;br /&gt;Claro que não ia&amp;nbsp; contar... &lt;br /&gt;Sabia que se contasse naquele momento estava rompendo &lt;br /&gt;todos os elos que tinha comigo nesse mundo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-5696530018917466959?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/5696530018917466959/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/nessa-vida-tudo-que-e-mentira-um-dia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/5696530018917466959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/5696530018917466959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/nessa-vida-tudo-que-e-mentira-um-dia.html' title='Toda mentira um dia vem a tona'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBus2Ye2isI/AAAAAAAAAgo/JXKjh0tFrIE/s72-c/877772.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-4392488983176995294</id><published>2010-06-18T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T10:25:22.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonho e Realidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBur1ZrsRWI/AAAAAAAAAgg/n1N4mqr4Lfk/s1600/GetAttachment.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBur1ZrsRWI/AAAAAAAAAgg/n1N4mqr4Lfk/s320/GetAttachment.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu também preciso viver a realidade....&lt;br /&gt;Via a urgência que tiamos da realidade...&lt;br /&gt;Tocava-nos atraves de palavras... &lt;br /&gt;Machucava-nos no desespero... &lt;br /&gt;Na vontade...&lt;br /&gt;No desejo incontrolado que tia mos um do outro...&lt;br /&gt;Olhava você... Via suas lagrimas molhando seu rosto...&lt;br /&gt;Na minha vizão embaralhada... &lt;br /&gt;Sentimentos descontrolados...&lt;br /&gt;Via vc se masturbando para mim na frente de uma cam...&lt;br /&gt;Quanta vez vê vc chorando... ahhhhh mi perdoa...&lt;br /&gt;eu tambem chorava.... &lt;br /&gt;Teve vezes que ate desviava o olhar &lt;br /&gt;de tanta revolta... De dor...Foram amor!!!...&lt;br /&gt;Foram tantos momentos de desejos....&lt;br /&gt;Desejos sufocados... &lt;br /&gt;Tantas vezes tentei calar...&lt;br /&gt;Tentei fugir... Tentei...&lt;br /&gt;Mas era algo mais forte do que eu....&lt;br /&gt;Não resistindo grito meus sentimentos...&lt;br /&gt;Ao vento... &lt;br /&gt;A brisa... &lt;br /&gt;Aos ecos do mundo...&lt;br /&gt;Talvez os Vales devolva a você as minhas vontades...&lt;br /&gt;Meus sonhos.... &lt;br /&gt;Amamos de uma forma louca...&lt;br /&gt;Amamos em todo esse tempo que estivemos&lt;br /&gt;Aqui nessa espera infinita de 4 longos anos...&lt;br /&gt;Sofrendo... Rindo... Chorando...&lt;br /&gt;Amando desesperadamente...&lt;br /&gt;Esperando que o Destino... &lt;br /&gt;O amor &lt;br /&gt;Podesse ultrapassar essas barreiras invisíveis &lt;br /&gt;que impedia-nos de viver um nos braços do outro...&lt;br /&gt;Mas ate parece que o destino esta contra nos...&lt;br /&gt;E contra o destino não podemos lutar..&lt;br /&gt;Ate parece que não viemos nessa vida pra cumprir uma missão juntos...&lt;br /&gt;Não em uma realidade...&lt;br /&gt;Mas tento reencontrar nosso caminho...&lt;br /&gt;Tento... e hoje sinto que vc esta desviado...&lt;br /&gt;Formando labirintos de separação da qual jamais conseguiremos &lt;br /&gt;reencontrar-nos... Ou tenta eh ser feliz...&lt;br /&gt;Ou pelo menos esta tentando ...&lt;br /&gt;Só peço uma coisa pra você, seja forte, &lt;br /&gt;seja fiel na tua missão...&lt;br /&gt;Ouça sempre teu coração... &lt;br /&gt;Mas não recomece sua vida na mentira...&lt;br /&gt;Na traição... Na covardia...&lt;br /&gt;Seja serio e verdadeiro....&lt;br /&gt;A mentira ela sempre é descoberta...&lt;br /&gt;Tenta construir tua vida usando um alicerce forte...&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei hj que esses anos junto de vc eram uma missão reservada para mim,&lt;br /&gt;eu sei que estou terminando de cumprir...&lt;br /&gt;Já sinto-me tao fraca...&lt;br /&gt;Sim! sem forças pra continuar vivendo..&lt;br /&gt;mas não posso interroper essa missão.&lt;br /&gt;Vc sabe disso... &lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que vc aprendeu tanto comigo nesses 4 anos....&lt;br /&gt;Procura uma igreja... &lt;br /&gt;Aprenda a orar mais...&lt;br /&gt;A oração é uma proteção em nossa vida...&lt;br /&gt;Contra os maus pensamentos...&lt;br /&gt;Deus sempre protege os que nele estão sintonizados...&lt;br /&gt;Lute pra ser feliz...&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho tudo pra ser feliz. e vc sabe disso..&lt;br /&gt;Falei pra vc que ia vencer todos os obstáculos que me impedia de ser feliz....&lt;br /&gt;Estou conseguindo... &lt;br /&gt;Eu precisava tanto de uma libertação...&lt;br /&gt;Hoje estou sentindo... Mas falta algo...&lt;br /&gt;O teu perdão...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-4392488983176995294?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/4392488983176995294/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/sonho-e-realidade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/4392488983176995294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/4392488983176995294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/sonho-e-realidade.html' title='Sonho e Realidade'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBur1ZrsRWI/AAAAAAAAAgg/n1N4mqr4Lfk/s72-c/GetAttachment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-1362332465811229098</id><published>2010-06-18T10:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T10:59:01.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me perdoa!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBuzuto6pOI/AAAAAAAAAhI/jyQT3NI4_-0/s1600/james.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBuzuto6pOI/AAAAAAAAAhI/jyQT3NI4_-0/s320/james.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preciso de teu perdão... &lt;br /&gt;Perdoa-me porque também errei...&lt;br /&gt;Perdoa-me por ter feito vc sofrer tanto...&lt;br /&gt;Não quero que em nem um momento te culpe&lt;br /&gt;por tudo que esta acontecendo...&lt;br /&gt;fui igual tantas vezes eu mesma reconhece&lt;br /&gt;que eu sou a culpada de tudo...&lt;br /&gt;Eu não fui pra você... &lt;br /&gt;E não tem nem como você mi procurar...&lt;br /&gt;Então não te culpe por nada.... &lt;br /&gt;Por nada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-1362332465811229098?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/1362332465811229098/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/me-perdoa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/1362332465811229098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/1362332465811229098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/me-perdoa.html' title='Me perdoa!...'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBuzuto6pOI/AAAAAAAAAhI/jyQT3NI4_-0/s72-c/james.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-3238946308713691691</id><published>2010-06-18T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T10:20:27.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Promessa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBuqrGJy20I/AAAAAAAAAgY/pc4AQ5fFQLc/s1600/GetAttachmentCAAJUMVR.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBuqrGJy20I/AAAAAAAAAgY/pc4AQ5fFQLc/s320/GetAttachmentCAAJUMVR.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou te contar uma coisa...&lt;br /&gt;Quando se ama de verdade... &lt;br /&gt;Não se esquece... &lt;br /&gt;"Apenas o tempo acalma no coração o amor"..&lt;br /&gt;Mi perdoa... &lt;br /&gt;E faz tudo pra mudar teu destino....&lt;br /&gt;Em nosso ultimo encontro vc jurou por sua vida..&lt;br /&gt;Já nem importava se morresse... &lt;br /&gt;Só queria uma realidade comigo&lt;br /&gt;é vc disse assim para mim:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;_ “queria vc aqui agora na minha realidade &lt;br /&gt;pra te mostrar do que realmente sinto de verdade por vc"&lt;br /&gt;Disse mais:&lt;br /&gt;_"apenas te convido pra dividir comigo a tua vida "&lt;br /&gt;e disse mais tbem:&lt;br /&gt;_" não tenho ninguém na minha realidade &lt;br /&gt;Pelo simples fato que não tenho coragem de procurar &lt;br /&gt;pois teus sentimentos por mim e meu amor por vc impede disso"&lt;br /&gt;Jurou que poderia morrer se tivesse outra&lt;br /&gt;Ate pediu pra eu ir pra você... &lt;br /&gt;Mas Deus perdoa vc por isso... &lt;br /&gt;Porque vc jurou no momento do desespero... &lt;br /&gt;Naquele momento havia lagrimas correndo por seus olhos...&lt;br /&gt;ate mi pediu pra tirar vc desse mundo...&lt;br /&gt;Pra viver uma realidade com vc...&lt;br /&gt;Mi perdoa... Só o que te peço...&lt;br /&gt;O amor que tenho por vc não eh material...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-3238946308713691691?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/3238946308713691691/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/promessa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/3238946308713691691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/3238946308713691691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/promessa.html' title='Promessa'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBuqrGJy20I/AAAAAAAAAgY/pc4AQ5fFQLc/s72-c/GetAttachmentCAAJUMVR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-177686553013382813</id><published>2010-06-18T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T06:12:41.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBun3J6d4zI/AAAAAAAAAf4/m2-WrGQy7zw/s1600/14.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBun3J6d4zI/AAAAAAAAAf4/m2-WrGQy7zw/s320/14.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Olha hoje para mim...Tenta ver minhas vontades...&lt;br /&gt;Entra dentro de mim... Uma interrogação perante o porquê e o como. &lt;br /&gt;Excitam-me as associações que poderiam se ter dissociado &lt;br /&gt;num fragmento convulso da minha mente complicada, &lt;br /&gt;os imprevistos que poderiam afundar na mesma pergunta,&lt;br /&gt;provavelmente aquele olhar sereno e fixo na minha direcção, &lt;br /&gt;até mesmo o desespero de uma vontade fisica. &lt;br /&gt;Falta a melancolia de um abatimento esquecido, &lt;br /&gt;falta a surpresa sem dúvida, faltam as mesmas noites, &lt;br /&gt;falta a alegria estúpida estampada no rosto apenas devido aquele momento, &lt;br /&gt;falta aquele momento de silencio, &lt;br /&gt;falta juntar até o que me lembro de te, &lt;br /&gt;falta sentir o sabor, o cheiro e a sua mão sobre o meu corpo. &lt;br /&gt;Atravessa-me o desejo, a saudade, as suposições, &lt;br /&gt;ideais, as conversas trocadas, o que passou e não volta a ser...&lt;br /&gt;Desengradece-me completar os espaços deixados em branco com obrigações, &lt;br /&gt;estipulações periódicas, com fugas à minha própria necessidade, &lt;br /&gt;desequilibra-me a ideia que tudo se evaporou, &lt;br /&gt;que afinal tudo tinha outra direcção, &lt;br /&gt;essa que eu nunca descurei, muito pelo contrário, &lt;br /&gt;que eu sempre a defendi realisticamente,&lt;br /&gt;mas essa que me impossibilitou de concretizar esse mero escape &lt;br /&gt;mesmo que fosse so essa a direcção que eu poderia escolher.&lt;br /&gt;Mas olho para te e vem a pergunta urgente:" Onde estou?...&lt;br /&gt;Porque viver longe de te, se você é meu eterno amor??&lt;br /&gt;Sem resposta para mim mesma... Eu me olho...&lt;br /&gt;Não em um espelho... mas dentro do meu proprio eu....&lt;br /&gt;Triste...Sem saida... Me vejo retroceder sempre&lt;br /&gt;em eternas lembraças dos sonhos sonhados...&lt;br /&gt;imaginados....Momentos esquecidos no tempo...&lt;br /&gt;Só de uma certesa eu tenho...Que não mi deixa desistir...&lt;br /&gt;...O grande amor que sinto por te.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-177686553013382813?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/177686553013382813/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/medo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/177686553013382813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/177686553013382813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/medo.html' title='Amor'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBun3J6d4zI/AAAAAAAAAf4/m2-WrGQy7zw/s72-c/14.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-1918520310805345485</id><published>2010-06-12T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T15:04:27.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Você existe em mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBONEwu7ahI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/csgIR-K-cwU/s1600/Anime-Gothic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBONEwu7ahI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/csgIR-K-cwU/s320/Anime-Gothic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Só que agora AMOR, agora que o tempo passa, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;agora que eu vejo o tempo passar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;agora que paro para assimilar tudo àquilo que me faz falta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;e me corrompe de uma forma exaustiva,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;consigo realmente estipular o nada...O tudo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;e nessa direcção inteirar o que pode ser meu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;O meu Ser... Meus desejos... Sinto-o assim em mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sinto o ar ultrapassando-me o corpo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Uma eletricidade em minha pele... arrepiando meus pelos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Ouço sua voz rouca... Um vento sussurrante, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;uma ecléctica com parceria de sons, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;dentro e fora de mim... A mi dominar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;O meu corpo deitado sobre uma imensidão de sentimentos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Uma paixão que me consumiu o espírito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Ouço na melodias, ouço no grito por vezes, ouço a voz da alma. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;A sussurrar. Como um gemido... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;À vontade... Vontade tão grande de te amar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E no vasto espaço que se abriu perante mim, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;retrocede na minha alma Na química fina, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;nos interstícios que fomentaram a minha fragilidade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;É um sofrimento oculto, esse que desprezei, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;mas que nunca me deixou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E agora, por que ver as coisas assim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Uma luta suprema perdida num interior obtuso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Por qualquer coisa em que nem acredito e nunca acreditei. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Ou teimo em esconder de mim própria. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Por algo que sei que não é tudo como também sei que não é nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Eu existo... Você existe em mim... Dentro do meu Ser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;É o vento vem a falar de amor... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;É a eletricidade a invadir meu corpo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Tens vida em mim... Domina meu Dias. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Minhas noites gelada... Matem-me viva...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;É meu ar. Minha luz... O sorriso em meus lábios...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sem ti não sou nada ... NADA AMOR.&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/1316009704069091223-1918520310805345485?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/1918520310805345485/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/voce-existe-em-mim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/1918520310805345485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/1918520310805345485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/voce-existe-em-mim.html' title='Você existe em mim'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBONEwu7ahI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/csgIR-K-cwU/s72-c/Anime-Gothic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-7439476571109596110</id><published>2010-06-07T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T18:53:48.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Queria ser luz</title><content type='html'>&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TA2hp2atFDI/AAAAAAAAAfI/XH-5Q2qTVa4/s1600/70406.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TA2hp2atFDI/AAAAAAAAAfI/XH-5Q2qTVa4/s320/70406.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Queria ser raio de luz e encontrar-te,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ao longo do dia,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;a intervalos  regulares,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;empurrada pela voracidade&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dos trezentos mil quilómetros por segundo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;de um impulso&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e percorrer-te por inteiro&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;com a velocidade desta ideia magnética&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;que me anima!...&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-7439476571109596110?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/7439476571109596110/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/queria-ser-luz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/7439476571109596110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/7439476571109596110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/queria-ser-luz.html' title='Queria ser luz'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TA2hp2atFDI/AAAAAAAAAfI/XH-5Q2qTVa4/s72-c/70406.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-774476236732353762</id><published>2010-06-07T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T18:13:57.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tenho as mãos e o corpo frio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TA2YOq9FWxI/AAAAAAAAAfA/M9DlCELjNAg/s1600/75468.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TA2YOq9FWxI/AAAAAAAAAfA/M9DlCELjNAg/s320/75468.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Porque me fazem falta os teus braços&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;durante as horas geladas&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;que as gotas de chuva prolongam&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;na  distância em que não estamos abraçados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt; e no tempo que, daqui até aí,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;nos  demora o calor do abraço."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-774476236732353762?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/774476236732353762/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/tenho-as-maos-e-o-corpo-frio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/774476236732353762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/774476236732353762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/tenho-as-maos-e-o-corpo-frio.html' title='Tenho as mãos e o corpo frio'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TA2YOq9FWxI/AAAAAAAAAfA/M9DlCELjNAg/s72-c/75468.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-1523771466342603778</id><published>2010-06-07T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T06:39:21.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anjo</title><content type='html'>&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;/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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TA2UMneqqLI/AAAAAAAAAeo/zKlJphUwyKU/s1600/34981.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TA2UMneqqLI/AAAAAAAAAeo/zKlJphUwyKU/s320/34981.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;"Foi no sopro da brisa leve da primavera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;que pude sentir tua voz soar nas noite silênciosa da minha vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;Som que jamais saiu da minha memoria,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;embalava meu sonho de um dia ter olhado seu sorrir iluminado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;Incapaz de ser comparado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;escondendo o maior dos tesouros jamais encontrado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;nao sao moedas de ouro,pouco joias ou rubis,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;mas as mais belas e raras riquezas que se pode ter:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;Felicidade ou palavras diria ao te fazer sorrir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;mas nada se compara com a sensaçao de te ver sorrir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;olhar em teus olhos ver o brilho da lua esculpido eternizado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;Eternamente guardo em mim, lembrado sempre na memoria...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;mas na serteza que jamais irei te esquecer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;mesmo que anos passasem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;levaria a lembrança que um dia conheci vc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;Anjo que pousara na minha frente &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;e jamais partira do meu coração".&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"&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/1316009704069091223-1523771466342603778?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/1523771466342603778/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/foi-no-sopro-da-brisa-leve-da-primavera.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/1523771466342603778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/1523771466342603778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/foi-no-sopro-da-brisa-leve-da-primavera.html' title='Anjo'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TA2UMneqqLI/AAAAAAAAAeo/zKlJphUwyKU/s72-c/34981.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-2889525853356250574</id><published>2010-06-07T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T18:44:30.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O tempo passa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TA2RlzVpjtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/9ABh_v-heIk/s1600/3259329624_08c4fdf441.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TA2RlzVpjtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/9ABh_v-heIk/s320/3259329624_08c4fdf441.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #d0e0e3; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Os anos passam para além dos tempos,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;mudam os ventos... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;mudam as vontades... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;muda-se o ser e a confiança. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ainda que seja tudo isso, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;a essência do que somos permanece,&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;mas sei o que sinto&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e no que sinto os anos não passam, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;os tempos não mudam nem se modificam os desejos. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;nem a essência nem o princípio de vida. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O Amor cresce-nos no que somos. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não somos perfeitos,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;nunca seremos perfeitos. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quero que me ames sempre pelo que me sabes... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quero que saibas com absoluta certeza que te amo &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;pelo que és essencialmente&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e não pelo que julgas ser. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Porque, às vezes, dou-me conta que não te conheces tão bem &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;como eu te conheço.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E é nesse espaço em que não te encontras facilmente,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;que eu semeio e colho os frutos da minha vontade&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;de te amar completamente.&lt;/i&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/1316009704069091223-2889525853356250574?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/2889525853356250574/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/o-tempo-passa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/2889525853356250574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/2889525853356250574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/o-tempo-passa.html' title='O tempo passa'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TA2RlzVpjtI/AAAAAAAAAeY/9ABh_v-heIk/s72-c/3259329624_08c4fdf441.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-2994748867673347902</id><published>2010-06-07T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T17:31:20.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Desejo você</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TA2Mbdmm5QI/AAAAAAAAAeI/-IqNZ1YKfe0/s1600/James+069.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TA2PCDEQwPI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Xop_IKLXr_Q/s1600/736.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TA2PCDEQwPI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Xop_IKLXr_Q/s320/736.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tilintar de taças em noite estrelada,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;impeto desejo arrebata meu corpo, pele, &lt;br /&gt;com vontade arrepiada e excitada,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;em lençois de cetim esmero conforto&lt;br /&gt;te beijo por fora e me sentes por dentro,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no calice de tua boca mato minha sede,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;misto de prazer amor e paixao&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;com bocas sedentas&lt;br /&gt;e sussurros e excitaçao rimas de afeiçao&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nuvens de emoçao,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gestos de amor com beijos de ternura,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cheiro de paixao com pura seduçao,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nós dois numa noite dessa com doce loucura&lt;br /&gt;na penumbra dessa noite minha alma nua se une a tua&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;em harmonia na mais linda sintonia&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e assim fizemos amor ao encanto da lua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;juntos passaremos dias e noites frias&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nos obrigando assim entao acender a  chama da nossa paixao&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pra que possamos nos amar loucamente&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e sem  fronteiras&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;transformando assim os momentos frio em momentos quentes&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nos  aquecendo livremente com nosso amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;James Teodoro &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-2994748867673347902?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/2994748867673347902/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/tilintar-de-tacas-em-noite-estrelada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/2994748867673347902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/2994748867673347902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/tilintar-de-tacas-em-noite-estrelada.html' title='Desejo você'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TA2PCDEQwPI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Xop_IKLXr_Q/s72-c/736.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-4866101836300025461</id><published>2010-06-07T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T17:22:10.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Te amo, te quero, te preciso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TA2IR4V04_I/AAAAAAAAAd4/GFsaf8166Hc/s1600/987.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TA2IR4V04_I/AAAAAAAAAd4/GFsaf8166Hc/s320/987.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do brilho de um olhar, um sorriso de conquista, &lt;br /&gt;as maos soam, o coraçao palpita&lt;br /&gt;ao pedir da mente uma compania, &lt;br /&gt;um abraço bem apertado, aquele unico beijo molhado, &lt;br /&gt;a melhor pensar, diversos, uma deliciosa demasia&lt;br /&gt;a empolgaçao que abre os braços vem de encontro peito adentro,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;ilusoes brotam, confortam o pensamento&lt;br /&gt;o que suaviza nega bem,&lt;br /&gt;escolhas os sentimentos sem dizer nao, &lt;br /&gt;nuvens, relampagos, tremores pairam por tua cabeça&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;e demonstram o inevitavel: o brilho da paixao&lt;br /&gt;sinto a alma queimando, sinto a garganta seca, &lt;br /&gt;o coraçao palpitando,&lt;br /&gt;sinto esperança e medo, &lt;br /&gt;as vezes desespero, sinto a depedencia tipica, &lt;br /&gt;de um coraçao apaixonado,&lt;br /&gt;jah nao me basta existir, &lt;br /&gt;falta vc em mim, me sinto sufocar, onde vc tah ? &lt;br /&gt;o mundo agora eh nada,&lt;br /&gt;entre milhares estou sozinho, &lt;br /&gt;falta vc, sem vc o azul eh cinza, ha um amargo no doce, &lt;br /&gt;sinto dor e conforto ao mesmo tempo, nao posso explicar, &lt;br /&gt;te amo, te quero, te preciso&lt;br /&gt;estou apaixonado,&lt;br /&gt;nao consigo escolher, &lt;br /&gt;troco o dia pela noite, soh pensando em vc, &lt;br /&gt;na noite de luar trupiquei no seu olhar &lt;br /&gt;e machuquei meu coraçao,&lt;br /&gt;pra explicar o amor nao eh preciso falar, &lt;br /&gt;basta sentir no peito e dizer no olhar TE AMO...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;James Teodoro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-4866101836300025461?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/4866101836300025461/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/te-amo-te-quero-te-preciso.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/4866101836300025461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/4866101836300025461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/te-amo-te-quero-te-preciso.html' title='Te amo, te quero, te preciso'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TA2IR4V04_I/AAAAAAAAAd4/GFsaf8166Hc/s72-c/987.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-7286808757446978706</id><published>2010-06-07T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T16:59:11.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quero muito você</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TA2HbUWBnhI/AAAAAAAAAdo/sUolNXxekMk/s1600/48182.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TA2HbUWBnhI/AAAAAAAAAdo/sUolNXxekMk/s320/48182.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hoje fiquei a imaginar os teus labios nos meus tocar &lt;br /&gt;e tuas maos a me acariciar&lt;br /&gt;em um abraço confortavel e afavel, &lt;br /&gt;sua voz uma melodia a entoar&lt;br /&gt;como eh magnifico poder te ouvir falar&lt;br /&gt;e dentre tudo isso fiquei a pensar &lt;br /&gt;como seria bom ter tudo isso&lt;br /&gt;poder ter vc comigo, poder sonhar contigo e realizar, &lt;br /&gt;poder te abraçar e livremente te amar&lt;br /&gt;poder compartilhar contigo tudo o que sinto, &lt;br /&gt;poder ter vc em todos momento&lt;br /&gt;quero muito vc sabe&lt;br /&gt;e dedicar a vc cada um dos mais benignos sentimentos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;James Teodoro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-7286808757446978706?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/7286808757446978706/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/quero-muito-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/7286808757446978706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/7286808757446978706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/quero-muito-voce.html' title='Quero muito você'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TA2HbUWBnhI/AAAAAAAAAdo/sUolNXxekMk/s72-c/48182.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-4349314608874138249</id><published>2010-06-06T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T17:23:30.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&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;/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;/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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TAu18UVZz4I/AAAAAAAAAdg/rmq_8t3xbI4/s1600/000500dd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TAu18UVZz4I/AAAAAAAAAdg/rmq_8t3xbI4/s320/000500dd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #666666; color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;Quero  agora este amor a me envolver&lt;br /&gt;Amor sincero, descompromissado&lt;br /&gt;Amor  entregue nao roubado,&lt;br /&gt;Amor sem par, sem comparaçao&lt;br /&gt;Amor puro que  vem do coraçao&lt;br /&gt;Linda entrega de sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;Assim vc foi se  chegando&lt;br /&gt;Assim vc foi me ganhando&lt;br /&gt;Assim eu fui perdendo o chao&lt;br /&gt;Assim  fui tendo teu amor na minha mao&lt;br /&gt;E me vejo sem saida, sem direçao&lt;br /&gt;Pois  quando vc tah comigo&lt;br /&gt;Meu mundo eh repleto eh completo&lt;br /&gt;A segueira  toma meus olhos&lt;br /&gt;e unica coisa que consigo ver eh vc&lt;br /&gt;Me dizes  coisa que me enche o ego&lt;br /&gt;Nao resisto tudo que tenho te entrego&lt;br /&gt;Meu  olhar, meus toques, minha atençao&lt;br /&gt;Meu cheiro, meu perfume, meu corpo&lt;br /&gt;e  de vc tudo absorvo&lt;br /&gt;Nessa entrega o relogio nao tem mais horas&lt;br /&gt;O  meses nao tem mais dias&lt;br /&gt;e os anos nao tem mais meses&lt;br /&gt;Os seculos  perdem seus anos&lt;br /&gt;E a eternidade eh um instante&lt;br /&gt;Onde soh existe eu e  vc&lt;br /&gt;Te quero em cada momento que vivo&lt;br /&gt;Assim terei pra sempre o  amor da minha vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #666666; color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #666666; color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #666666; color: #eeeeee; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;PAULA ♥ JAMES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;James Teodoro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #666666; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #666666; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #666666; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span class="StlPoema" id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder_LblPoema"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/1316009704069091223-4349314608874138249?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/4349314608874138249/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/quero-agora-este-amor-me-envolver-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/4349314608874138249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/4349314608874138249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/quero-agora-este-amor-me-envolver-amor.html' title=''/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TAu18UVZz4I/AAAAAAAAAdg/rmq_8t3xbI4/s72-c/000500dd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-1736332378281858431</id><published>2010-06-04T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T10:44:59.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TAk66i318QI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/g2i0yJ8EBcg/s1600/angra.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TAk66i318QI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/g2i0yJ8EBcg/s320/angra.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eles são demais &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-1736332378281858431?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/1736332378281858431/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/eles-sao-demais-angra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/1736332378281858431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/1736332378281858431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/eles-sao-demais-angra.html' title=''/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TAk66i318QI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/g2i0yJ8EBcg/s72-c/angra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-6511259385095308442</id><published>2010-06-04T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T10:41:09.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TAk6oDBJdaI/AAAAAAAAAdI/i0ruJJse0O4/s1600/dreamth-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TAk6oDBJdaI/AAAAAAAAAdI/i0ruJJse0O4/s320/dreamth-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Minha banda favorita Dream Theater&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-6511259385095308442?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/6511259385095308442/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/minha-banda-favorita-dream-theater.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/6511259385095308442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/6511259385095308442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/minha-banda-favorita-dream-theater.html' title=''/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TAk6oDBJdaI/AAAAAAAAAdI/i0ruJJse0O4/s72-c/dreamth-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-8450727630536725167</id><published>2010-06-04T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T10:25:46.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TAk24gs9IgI/AAAAAAAAAdA/N6VIXEStNhI/s1600/naruto89qj6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TAk24gs9IgI/AAAAAAAAAdA/N6VIXEStNhI/s320/naruto89qj6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Naruto, anime que mais adoro"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-8450727630536725167?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/8450727630536725167/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/naruto-anime-que-mais-adoro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/8450727630536725167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/8450727630536725167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/naruto-anime-que-mais-adoro.html' title=''/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TAk24gs9IgI/AAAAAAAAAdA/N6VIXEStNhI/s72-c/naruto89qj6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-2754116647965660277</id><published>2010-06-04T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T10:20:05.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TAk1sBAwLhI/AAAAAAAAAc4/HTAriMOEun4/s1600/ln.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TAk1sBAwLhI/AAAAAAAAAc4/HTAriMOEun4/s320/ln.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;O time do meu coração&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-2754116647965660277?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/2754116647965660277/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/o-time-do-meu-coracao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/2754116647965660277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/2754116647965660277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/o-time-do-meu-coracao.html' title=''/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TAk1sBAwLhI/AAAAAAAAAc4/HTAriMOEun4/s72-c/ln.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-4923842949190648394</id><published>2010-06-04T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T09:53:12.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TAkvKWUvZ1I/AAAAAAAAAcY/hZg7PRJr_og/s1600/53191.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TAkvKWUvZ1I/AAAAAAAAAcY/hZg7PRJr_og/s320/53191.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Somos bastante diferentes, mas na essência, &lt;br /&gt;é como se estivessemos um no outro, &lt;br /&gt;sinto seu cheiro impregnado na minha pele &lt;br /&gt;o seu inebriante cheiro ".... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-4923842949190648394?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/4923842949190648394/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/somos-bastante-diferentes-mas-na.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/4923842949190648394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/4923842949190648394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/somos-bastante-diferentes-mas-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TAkvKWUvZ1I/AAAAAAAAAcY/hZg7PRJr_og/s72-c/53191.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-5909385095057705924</id><published>2010-06-04T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T09:48:22.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O gosto amargo da ausência</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TAktxd6vtEI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/3oOERPOSzhY/s1600/80441.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TAktxd6vtEI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/3oOERPOSzhY/s320/80441.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Você é assim toda aquela importância única em mim…&lt;br /&gt;Vontade que não passa não para &lt;br /&gt;que arde e morre dentro de mim. &lt;br /&gt;Que não se sacia que não se acaba não se mede. &lt;br /&gt;O gosto amargo da ausência que me consome, &lt;br /&gt;pois a cada momento que olho o ponteiro do relógio &lt;br /&gt;ele teima em parecer não mudar &lt;br /&gt;é como se um pedaço das nossas lembranças &lt;br /&gt;guardadas dentro de mim se fosse; &lt;br /&gt;cada barulho insistente daquele tic-tac &lt;br /&gt;é um eterno vazio que se forma ao meu redor. &lt;br /&gt;Abstinência completa do teu cheiro, &lt;br /&gt;ausência interna do teu toque; &lt;br /&gt;cada parte de mim uma falta, &lt;br /&gt;cada detalhe de mim uma ausência tua &lt;br /&gt;cada, momento um sorriso. &lt;br /&gt;Ao teu lado meu mundo modifica, completa, &lt;br /&gt;brilha, implora, cresce, fortalece inevitável &lt;br /&gt;não perceber que nosso mundo foi feito pra viver, &lt;br /&gt;eu você e mais ninguém…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-5909385095057705924?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/5909385095057705924/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/o-gosto-amargo-da-ausencia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/5909385095057705924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/5909385095057705924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/o-gosto-amargo-da-ausencia.html' title='O gosto amargo da ausência'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TAktxd6vtEI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/3oOERPOSzhY/s72-c/80441.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-8840087242199313618</id><published>2010-06-04T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T07:00:22.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tudo é eterno num segundo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TAkrXBxf8QI/AAAAAAAAAcI/iWP3gzvZ05A/s1600/z205993241.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TAkrXBxf8QI/AAAAAAAAAcI/iWP3gzvZ05A/s320/z205993241.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há momentos que nao consigo sair do lugar... &lt;br /&gt;Sinto morrer em cada passo...&lt;br /&gt;Sinto morrer nos minutos, nas horas&lt;br /&gt;que se segue sem motivação...&lt;br /&gt;O tempo para...&lt;br /&gt;As horas para...&lt;br /&gt;Os minutos para.... &lt;br /&gt;e parece que passou uma eternidade,&lt;br /&gt;mas passaram apenas ums segundos....&lt;br /&gt;"Tudo é eterno num segundo".&lt;br /&gt;Há apenas ums dias atraz, buscava alento no passo &lt;br /&gt;e em agumas frases inserta que tentava apagar, destruir...&lt;br /&gt;Sentimentos vividos esvaidos no tempo,&lt;br /&gt;nas lembraças amargas &lt;br /&gt;que nos faz perder nessa imencidão angustiante&lt;br /&gt;de vidas destruidas, mal sentidas.. &lt;br /&gt;Tento fugir...&lt;br /&gt;Tenho coragem e força pra isso... &lt;br /&gt;Hoje caminhava devagar...&lt;br /&gt;creio que passadas pequenas, &lt;br /&gt;mas era uma fulga louca da realidade. &lt;br /&gt;numa retirada sem trégua, contra o desânimo,&lt;br /&gt;que eu impunha a mim mesma.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, não posso falar. &lt;br /&gt;A realidade é sofrida em demasia para caber em frases. &lt;br /&gt;O presente tão presente e o futuro tão incerto &lt;br /&gt;que não permite ser expresso numas quantas frases.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-8840087242199313618?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/8840087242199313618/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/tudo-e-eteno-num-segundo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/8840087242199313618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/8840087242199313618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/06/tudo-e-eteno-num-segundo.html' title='Tudo é eterno num segundo'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TAkrXBxf8QI/AAAAAAAAAcI/iWP3gzvZ05A/s72-c/z205993241.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-1973709013642407106</id><published>2010-05-30T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T15:58:52.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&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;/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/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TAKDLv_ITrI/AAAAAAAAAcA/NfJeiaHj4EY/s1600/Rubia+089.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #d0e0e3; color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Desejo sentir o teu corpo&lt;br /&gt;Com ternura e luxuria&lt;br /&gt;Viver esse momento no tempo&lt;br /&gt;Reflexos de uma vontade em furia&lt;br /&gt;Sao desejos atrevidos e quentes&lt;br /&gt;Querer acariciar a tua pele sedosa&lt;br /&gt;Sao sentimentos em mim presentes&lt;br /&gt;Acariciar-te como petalas de rosa&lt;br /&gt;Sinto a minha boca sedenta&lt;br /&gt;Do sabor dos teus doces beijos&lt;br /&gt;De dançar uma musica lenta&lt;br /&gt;De sentir e viver os teus desejos&lt;br /&gt;Desejo de navegar pelas ondas&lt;br /&gt;Do teu sensual corpo&lt;br /&gt;Caminhar por onde vc andas&lt;br /&gt;E perder-me contigo no tempo&lt;br /&gt;Desejo de olhar-te de frente&lt;br /&gt;Sentir-te colada ao meu peito&lt;br /&gt;Estar contigo pra sempre&lt;br /&gt;Viver o momento de qualquer jeito&lt;br /&gt;Viver de perto os teus anseios&lt;br /&gt;Respirar o mesmo ar&lt;br /&gt;Acariciar os teus lindos seios&lt;br /&gt;E sentir o teu suspirar&lt;br /&gt;Perder-me no teu olhar&lt;br /&gt;Afogar-me no teu amor&lt;br /&gt;Sentir o teu abraçar&lt;br /&gt;Na chama do teu calor&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/1316009704069091223-1973709013642407106?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/1973709013642407106/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/05/desejo-sentir-o-teu-corpo-com-ternura-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/1973709013642407106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/1973709013642407106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/05/desejo-sentir-o-teu-corpo-com-ternura-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-4148149424385226251</id><published>2010-05-28T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T15:59:48.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Os momentos passa por nos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sinto tua falta,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sinto mais do que todos os dias juntos....&lt;br /&gt;Sinto falta de teu carinho....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de tuas palavras doce...&lt;br /&gt;queria poder agora encostar meu rosto no teu e parar...&lt;br /&gt;parar o tempo... a vida... parar de respirar...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e só sentir o calor que emana de ti..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;da tua pele macia.. dos pelinhos&lt;br /&gt;aveludados... queria poder fechar os olhos e só abrir diante&lt;br /&gt;dos teus olhar sedutor... Desejo-te tanto tanto amor...&lt;br /&gt;que nem as cicatrizes da vida que como uma ferida vai&lt;br /&gt;se abrindo a cada decepçao... cada lagrima e ausencia....&lt;br /&gt;faz eu deixar de te amar tanto assim... as vezes sinto&lt;br /&gt;cansada... pequena e sem forças de proceguir... de olhar&lt;br /&gt;a minha frente e dizer... ate onde vai esse caminho?&lt;br /&gt;sinto as pernas esmorecer...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a vizao a fugir de meus olhos...&lt;br /&gt;queria poder gritar bem alto... a vc que esta ai agora lendo...&lt;br /&gt;a vc que esta do outro lado da tela fria... eu existo e sofro muito...&lt;br /&gt;queria pedir ajuda... pedir socorro...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;estou morrendo a cada minuto&lt;br /&gt;a cada passada que as horas marca inserta no meu olhar a espera de&lt;br /&gt;te.... contando os minutos... queria ver vc entrar... olhar mais uma&lt;br /&gt;vez a te e sentir sua vor nas palavras... " amor te amo"....&lt;br /&gt;eu so queria mais um pouco.. um pouco mais de ti amor...&lt;br /&gt;eu so queria amar mais e mais....mas nao, e a cada dia sinto &lt;br /&gt;perdendo junto com cada coisa nossa que se perde...&lt;br /&gt;Sinto incompriendida.... eu só nao queria perder pouco a pouco&lt;br /&gt;tudo que eu tenho e amo... eu só queria ter ouvido vc falar...&lt;br /&gt;não amor construimos outros... eu so queria ouvir vc falar&lt;br /&gt;podemos perder tudo mas nao vamos nos perder no tempo...&lt;br /&gt;so queria ouvir vc falar... não amor.. nao tenha medo&lt;br /&gt;somos mais forte do que tudo&amp;nbsp; te amo....&lt;br /&gt;mas nao ouvi... só o silencio e a revolta.... &lt;br /&gt;a incompriensão.... enquanto eu chorava e pedia&lt;br /&gt;mais uma vez o carinho.. amor...hj um dia tao especial para mim...&lt;br /&gt;eu estou aqui a lambentar... mais uma vez... &lt;br /&gt;Lamentar o que nao tenho agora. o que tanto desejei &lt;br /&gt;vc comigo... Hj percebo que nao fez por merecer nada nesse mundo...&lt;br /&gt;enquanto eu pensei que tava amando tanto e desejando tanto...&lt;br /&gt;vc... só sentia que eu tava machucando vc.. tirando tua felicidade...&lt;br /&gt;ate disse que nao suporta mais...sei que tantas coisa que vc diz&lt;br /&gt;eh so no momento de raiva... mas machuca... tbem erro e errei&lt;br /&gt;dizendo que a dor é tao grande que minha vontade era de&lt;br /&gt;tirar tudo de uma vez só... vc imaginou porque?&lt;br /&gt;Não.. vc nao imaginou... mas vou dizer...&lt;br /&gt;É porque vc, e tudo que vc fez para mim eh muito importante...&lt;br /&gt;disculpa se maguei vc com essas palavras... vc nao tem culpa&lt;br /&gt;se as coisa acontece assim.... e tbem mi perdoa se eu tiro sua&lt;br /&gt;felicidade enquanto a minha intensão era so te fazer VC feliz...&lt;br /&gt;e cuidar de tudo que eh nosso....&lt;br /&gt;Amor nesse dia tao especial... do qual estou chorando&lt;br /&gt;de tanta tristesa... eu quero desejar a vc tudo de bom&lt;br /&gt;toda felicidade do mundo... toda paz... carinho...&lt;br /&gt;e dizer mais uma vez... 'EU TE AMO"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-4148149424385226251?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TAAE24Ndg1I/AAAAAAAAAb4/YCbqluJ5TGg/s1600/1201464.jpg' title='Os momentos passa por nos'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/4148149424385226251/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/05/os-momentos-passa-por-nos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/4148149424385226251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/4148149424385226251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/05/os-momentos-passa-por-nos.html' title='Os momentos passa por nos'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-5490210248604693231</id><published>2010-05-26T10:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T10:46:15.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A vida é sempre uma repetição diferente de momentos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S_1dpoG_TCI/AAAAAAAAAbw/EOXktEYXcO4/s1600/James+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S_1dpoG_TCI/AAAAAAAAAbw/EOXktEYXcO4/s400/James+072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475635691675143202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Entras na minha vida. Na minha realidade.&lt;br /&gt;Estou a tanto tempo a esperar por te.&lt;br /&gt;Vens por mim e eu sinto o teu silêncio.&lt;br /&gt;Não digas nada. Não quero ouvir as tua voz.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje não. Respiras no meu pensamento.&lt;br /&gt;Venha e observa a imagem que vez de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Queres fazer amor? desejo o teu corpo entre a luz.&lt;br /&gt;Uma luz insuficiente. Não me apetece pensar.&lt;br /&gt;Aproxima-te. É o teu dever de viver as coisas que me acontecem.&lt;br /&gt;Não me beijes, ainda não... Olha no meus olhos...&lt;br /&gt;Tu vez.... não podes fazer outra coisa...&lt;br /&gt;O que sentes? Em todo o caso na minha mente ficaria bem no teu desespero.&lt;br /&gt;Estive para sentir a tua dor. Havemos de nos desejar.&lt;br /&gt;Porque?! A tanto tempo... Não me perguntes.&lt;br /&gt;Agora podes amar-me. Sim, eu deixarei de falar.&lt;br /&gt;Gostaria que precisasse de mim....&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me fraco na forma de não teres de me amar ainda.&lt;br /&gt;Tens medo do que eu sinto? Eu sei que sim...&lt;br /&gt;Eu também tenho medo...&lt;br /&gt;O meu coração encostado ao teu silêncio.&lt;br /&gt;Queres ver a minha loucura quando sinto o teu olhar nos meus&lt;br /&gt;que eu não sei recuperar? Não sou assim tão forte, meu amor.&lt;br /&gt;Há tanta coisa que tu não sabes. Faz-me impressão,&lt;br /&gt;mas falo na ignorância de existir.&lt;br /&gt;Não posso continuar contigo na minha presença&lt;br /&gt;que já quero te amar...&lt;br /&gt;Sempre desconfiei das minhas verdades...&lt;br /&gt;Das minhas fraquesas...&lt;br /&gt;Não te quero só como um sonho do que sinto por ti.&lt;br /&gt;Deixa-me pensar como chegaremos ao prazer deste amor.&lt;br /&gt;Acaricia-me no tempo...Na distancia....&lt;br /&gt;Não te peço mais do que esse gesto.&lt;br /&gt;É difícil olhar para trás.&lt;br /&gt;Tu olhas. Estou sempre a destruir-me no que vês.&lt;br /&gt;Existes tanto no que desejo, tanto,&lt;br /&gt;que agora quase nada sinto do que és.&lt;br /&gt;Sabes, a vida é sempre uma repetição diferente de momentos.&lt;br /&gt;Podemos recomeçar...&lt;br /&gt;vem enquanto desejamos vivem a nossa vida.&lt;br /&gt;Agora sei que sera para sempre o nosso amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-5490210248604693231?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/5490210248604693231/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/05/vida-e-sempre-uma-repeticao-diferente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/5490210248604693231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/5490210248604693231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/05/vida-e-sempre-uma-repeticao-diferente.html' title='A vida é sempre uma repetição diferente de momentos.'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S_1dpoG_TCI/AAAAAAAAAbw/EOXktEYXcO4/s72-c/James+072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-3650559468070648357</id><published>2010-05-12T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T17:20:16.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As luzes se tornão tão sem forma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S-rp8-cxn0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/OERPkEB7qJU/s1600/25.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S-rp8-cxn0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/OERPkEB7qJU/s400/25.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470441931160002370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;A noite cai, o céu se torna mais escuro,&lt;br /&gt;infelizmente tudo esta igual,&lt;br /&gt;mas algo esta diferente,&lt;br /&gt;eu sinto mais alegria&lt;br /&gt;e tudo ao meu redor me faz sentir bem,&lt;br /&gt;eu não sei muito bem o que acontecia comigo,&lt;br /&gt;mas hoje tudo esta um pouco diferente,&lt;br /&gt;apenas eu que não mudo nunca,&lt;br /&gt;Essa brisa, esse frio,esse clima, esta paz, eu não sei mais o que aconteceu&lt;br /&gt;só sei que estou gostando, meu espirito se sente livre,&lt;br /&gt;minha alma descansada meu corpo em um simples delirio,&lt;br /&gt;minha visão ja não é a mesmo de antes,&lt;br /&gt;as luzes se tornão tão sem forma&lt;br /&gt;mas mesmo assim imagino como seria se estivessi em perfeita visão,&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração agora bate mais forte,&lt;br /&gt;agora me lembro de como esta a minha vida,&lt;br /&gt;lembro do passado, me sinto triste mas em paz,&lt;br /&gt;me sinto agitado mas eu não consigo,&lt;br /&gt;meu espirito só quer que eu descanse nada mais...&lt;br /&gt;A se eu podesse voar, tocar no céu, sentir as nuvens&lt;br /&gt;e esquecer de tudo aqui,&lt;br /&gt;pelo menos aonde estou consigo sentir o pedacinho do céu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-3650559468070648357?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S-rp8-cxn0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/OERPkEB7qJU/s400/25.bmp' title='As luzes se tornão tão sem forma'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/3650559468070648357/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/05/as-luzes-se-tornao-tao-sem-forma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/3650559468070648357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/3650559468070648357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/05/as-luzes-se-tornao-tao-sem-forma.html' title='As luzes se tornão tão sem forma'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S-rp8-cxn0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/OERPkEB7qJU/s72-c/25.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-8662933234419583976</id><published>2010-05-01T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T10:55:09.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S-rrQnYqJsI/AAAAAAAAAbo/A-ecIdgrH5M/s1600/1143995353_tureshug98.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S-rrQnYqJsI/AAAAAAAAAbo/A-ecIdgrH5M/s400/1143995353_tureshug98.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470443368077731522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;... sempre no abraço infinito em que te sinto a noite inteira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lá fora, ainda que o sol não brilhe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;a paisagem reflecte cores vivas que escapam do sorriso dos teus olhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Acordo mais cedo para que me chegues mais depressa&lt;br /&gt;e guardo-te em sonhos felizes antes mesmo de adormecer.&lt;br /&gt;E os dias confundem-se com as noites&lt;br /&gt;porque nos sonhamos o tempo inteiro&lt;br /&gt;e no que sonhamos todos os momentos são verdadeiros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1316009704069091223-8662933234419583976?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/8662933234419583976/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/8662933234419583976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/8662933234419583976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S-rrQnYqJsI/AAAAAAAAAbo/A-ecIdgrH5M/s72-c/1143995353_tureshug98.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-2297366709512435649</id><published>2010-05-01T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T05:10:53.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S9wZ66oJBBI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/1APvtefUlgE/s1600/5520758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S9wZ66oJBBI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/1APvtefUlgE/s400/5520758.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466272547681666066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me deixe provar teu gosto&lt;br /&gt;extase infindo em labios de favo&lt;br /&gt;saciar quimera antes contida&lt;br /&gt;desejo ardente nao mais preservado&lt;br /&gt;deixe a lingua enroscar na tua&lt;br /&gt;tornando segundos, horas eternas&lt;br /&gt;jamais pensar no momento cessar&lt;br /&gt;ainda que o folego peça clemencia&lt;br /&gt;deixe o corpo em brasa viva&lt;br /&gt;incontrolavel encontrar o teu&lt;br /&gt;te envolver os braços, afagar seu rosto&lt;br /&gt;suavemente com os meus beijos&lt;br /&gt;deixe deita-la sob o manto&lt;br /&gt;do firmamento que a vida ilumina&lt;br /&gt;despi-la toda e assim nua&lt;br /&gt;ao ceu causar inveja, pintura divina&lt;br /&gt;deixe-me invadir teu intimo&lt;br /&gt;ouvir gritos, minhas maos acariciar&lt;br /&gt;seu corpo, tambem escultura&lt;br /&gt;curvas perfeitas que almejo explorar&lt;br /&gt;deixe-me cansado, exausto, enfim&lt;br /&gt;apos decadas de caricias, respirar&lt;br /&gt;e no momento silente apenas dizer&lt;br /&gt;vamos recomeçar tudo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James Teodoro&lt;br /&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/1316009704069091223-2297366709512435649?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S9wZ66oJBBI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/1APvtefUlgE/s400/5520758.jpg' title='Meu amor'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/2297366709512435649/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/05/meu-amor_608.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/2297366709512435649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/2297366709512435649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/05/meu-amor_608.html' title='Meu amor'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S9wZ66oJBBI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/1APvtefUlgE/s72-c/5520758.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-5299757561874728467</id><published>2010-05-01T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T05:04:59.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S9wYgr3g4FI/AAAAAAAAAbA/yE3NH-TS0jc/s1600/999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S9wYgr3g4FI/AAAAAAAAAbA/yE3NH-TS0jc/s400/999.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466270997531385938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sou luz, sou vida e sou sangue,&lt;br /&gt;do mar na pedra esculpido pelo teu livro tantas vezes lido,&lt;br /&gt;quando nas paginas pousa minha alma,&lt;br /&gt;longe desnuda na embriagues da sua ingenuidade,&lt;br /&gt;meus pensamentos voam como uma ave&lt;br /&gt;que muda e se inunda de felicidade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James Teodoro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-5299757561874728467?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S9wYgr3g4FI/AAAAAAAAAbA/yE3NH-TS0jc/s400/999.jpg' title='Meu amor'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/5299757561874728467/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/05/meu-amor_01.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/5299757561874728467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/5299757561874728467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/05/meu-amor_01.html' title='Meu amor'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S9wYgr3g4FI/AAAAAAAAAbA/yE3NH-TS0jc/s72-c/999.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-1036770089752136319</id><published>2010-05-01T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T05:01:07.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S9wXnnUS41I/AAAAAAAAAa4/a6Wrodk-BzI/s1600/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S9wXnnUS41I/AAAAAAAAAa4/a6Wrodk-BzI/s400/0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466270017057383250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Às vezes sinto que falta tudo entre  nos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;A essência... O calor... A visão  de uma realidade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;É triste  tentar refazer nossos momentos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;procurando algo que nos faça sentir mais um no outro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Em quanto esquecemos que, o que nos mantei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;prisioneiros nesse mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;é o grande amor que sentimos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;é o grande desejo de sentir teus lábios,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;tuas mão, todo teu corpo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Eu sinto que em meu gesto existe o teu gesto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;e em minha voz a tua voz. ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Eu sinto teu aroma em preginado em meu corpo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;É um aroma meio intenso que por vezes me confronta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;penetra dentro de mim, pelos meus poros,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;como se sempre me tivesse pertencido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;É como se cheirasse a tua camisa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;a tua calça, ou mesmo as tuas meias,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;e sentisse esse perfume, forte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;É como se na minhas roupas também&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;se repercutisse e tivesse impregnadas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Apenas em cada peça de minha roupa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; porque desconhece uma parte, a da realidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Aroma doce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Aos sonhos,  tudo é permitido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;E assim  enrolo-me no manto do meu leito,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;sentindo o cheiro, o cheiro, cada vez mais doce e forte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Todo aquele aroma que a ofegantemente excitava.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Já não mais sabia, eu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Um dia serei eu, quando tudo se acalmar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;No todo que ainda não quis ocupar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Estupidamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Mas quando?? Não sei,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Só sei que a  cada dia que paça eu o ama mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;E mais. MEU ETERNO AMOR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-1036770089752136319?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S9wXnnUS41I/AAAAAAAAAa4/a6Wrodk-BzI/s400/0.jpg' title='Meu amor'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/1036770089752136319/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/05/meu-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/1036770089752136319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/1036770089752136319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/05/meu-amor.html' title='Meu amor'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S9wXnnUS41I/AAAAAAAAAa4/a6Wrodk-BzI/s72-c/0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-8984432237235374143</id><published>2010-04-29T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T12:10:04.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meus Desejos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S9nYxkMGkhI/AAAAAAAAAaw/Yt6wTzATS_4/s1600/Final+Fantasy+566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S9nYxkMGkhI/AAAAAAAAAaw/Yt6wTzATS_4/s400/Final+Fantasy+566.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465637968830435858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Num instante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Num sonhar alucinante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Meu desejo passeia  livre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Na magia sublime de te possuir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Meu desejo faz  acender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;O fogo que em mim habita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Como a chama de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Um vulcao  em erupçao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lendo-te vou imaginando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Vou dando asas a  meus desejos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tua pele tao linda tatuada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Simbolo de teu  tesouro mais raro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Vem se abrigar no meu ninho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Desejo  sentir teu calor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Saciar tua sede&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lambuzar-me com teu mel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pleno do amor ainda que profano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Vc  mexe com meus sentimentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Incendeia minha alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;E com muita  calma se vem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;E eu sem sentido perco-me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;No infinito sem  prumo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Desenho teu nome nas nuvens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;E na brisa do mar  sussurro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Meu eterno AMOR...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;PAULA ♥ JAMES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-8984432237235374143?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/8984432237235374143/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/04/meus-desejos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/8984432237235374143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/8984432237235374143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/04/meus-desejos.html' title='Meus Desejos'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S9nYxkMGkhI/AAAAAAAAAaw/Yt6wTzATS_4/s72-c/Final+Fantasy+566.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-981290432622446776</id><published>2010-04-21T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T10:55:09.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoje senti uma imensa saudade  de te amor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S887lwKziII/AAAAAAAAAag/GcE-cZEPlr0/s1600/444444.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S887lwKziII/AAAAAAAAAag/GcE-cZEPlr0/s400/444444.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462650392795121794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hoje senti uma imensa saudade de tudo AMOR...&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que temos e que ja tivemos...&lt;br /&gt;De cada momentos juntos...&lt;br /&gt;cada palavra dita com amor...&lt;br /&gt;Muitas vezes ate com revolta,&lt;br /&gt;mas revolta por desejar tanto e nao ter...&lt;br /&gt;Hoje senti vontade de ter-te...&lt;br /&gt;mesmo aqui disntante de meus olhos...&lt;br /&gt;Senti vontade de sonhar....&lt;br /&gt;Senti vontade de fechar os olhos e deixar meus pensamentos ir...&lt;br /&gt;Envolvidos pelos desejos que tenho, mais uma vez...&lt;br /&gt;Senti vontade de sentir teus labios, tuas maos,&lt;br /&gt;teus dedos, passando em meus labios, pedindo calor,&lt;br /&gt;carinho, e nessa vontade tao louca deixei meus&lt;br /&gt;pensamentos ganharem vida, tomarem formas,&lt;br /&gt;e tudo que posso ver é você aqui diante de mim...&lt;br /&gt;Teus grandes olhos, a me olhar, me despir.&lt;br /&gt;Me transformando em uma menina indefesa,&lt;br /&gt;entregue a suas vontades mais loucas...&lt;br /&gt;Ah!! que posso dizer mais amor???&lt;br /&gt;AH ! TE AMO TANTO...&lt;br /&gt;Quero-te com tanto desejo....&lt;br /&gt;Quero-te não só em um momento, mas para sempre.&lt;br /&gt;Meus dias, minhas noites sem ti, é solidão, ausencia....&lt;br /&gt;Busco-te em tudo que vejo...&lt;br /&gt;Sonho-te envolta de mim, como uma  eletricidade,&lt;br /&gt;que puxa-me, atraindo para um magnetismo,&lt;br /&gt;dominador, do qual nao consigo mi liberar....&lt;br /&gt;Choro por tudo que vejo e que ouço de amor...&lt;br /&gt;Tudo me lembra você... as vezes minha vontade&lt;br /&gt;é de se entregar ao desespero total, sem ter como voltar atraz...&lt;br /&gt;Deixar morrer... nesse eterno desejo sem fim...&lt;br /&gt;Nessa eterna espera... que machuca sempre, em cada&lt;br /&gt;despertar de um sonho a realidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-981290432622446776?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S8845h02P5I/AAAAAAAAAaY/plVh4Bkk9tY/s400/444444.bmp' title='Hoje senti uma imensa saudade  de te amor.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/981290432622446776/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/04/hoje-senti-uma-imensa-saudade-de-te.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/981290432622446776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/981290432622446776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/04/hoje-senti-uma-imensa-saudade-de-te.html' title='Hoje senti uma imensa saudade  de te amor.'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S887lwKziII/AAAAAAAAAag/GcE-cZEPlr0/s72-c/444444.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-6504785368967122382</id><published>2010-04-03T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T10:44:03.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S7d90nO0fKI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/EMH78FyyLX4/s1600/121895219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 368px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455967816420457634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S7d90nO0fKI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/EMH78FyyLX4/s400/121895219.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cada vezes que fico aqui a olhar para te,&lt;br /&gt;meu corpo incendeiam-se de paixão&lt;br /&gt;e queimam o tempo que os junta depois de uma distância&lt;br /&gt;que se vence, mesmo em minha imaginação.&lt;br /&gt;É nesses momentos que sinto o pulsar das veias,&lt;br /&gt;o bater do coração, o tremer das pernas, as lágrimas de emoção...&lt;br /&gt;É nesses momentos que percebo que te ama de verdade.&lt;br /&gt;As vezes o corpo fica, mas o pensamento vagueia pelo infinito.&lt;br /&gt;percorre quilometros e quilometros&lt;br /&gt;num fracção de segundos e por ali fica horas.&lt;br /&gt;As vezes o físico fica e a nossa alma instala-se de armas&lt;br /&gt;e bagagens dentro da vida que se vive longe,&lt;br /&gt;distante daquilo que os olhos alcançam.&lt;br /&gt;As vezes o coração fica, mas meus sentimento vão&lt;br /&gt;e alojam-se dentro do seu coração... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-6504785368967122382?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S7d90nO0fKI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/EMH78FyyLX4/s400/121895219.jpg' title='Amor'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/6504785368967122382/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/04/amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/6504785368967122382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/6504785368967122382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/04/amor.html' title='Amor'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S7d90nO0fKI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/EMH78FyyLX4/s72-c/121895219.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-7275541677250512543</id><published>2010-03-23T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T19:10:18.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apenas estar com você é o que preciso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S6lz0QRvdHI/AAAAAAAAAaI/HNYpcNlwNG8/s1600-h/53.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452016165468468338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S6lz0QRvdHI/AAAAAAAAAaI/HNYpcNlwNG8/s400/53.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Sem vc nao teria forças pra sobreviver,&lt;br /&gt;alguns anos estamos juntos e ainda eh pouco&lt;br /&gt;pois de repente vc se torna minha vida,&lt;br /&gt;ate ao ponto de depender,&lt;br /&gt;precisar ter vc pra que eu possa me sentir bem,&lt;br /&gt;minha felicidade tah em vc,&lt;br /&gt;antes te receber na minha vida&lt;br /&gt;eu tinha meu jeito de ser,&lt;br /&gt;depois de encontra-la continuei com meu jeito de ser,&lt;br /&gt;mas se um dia eu te perder,&lt;br /&gt;jamais serei feliz do jeito que sou agora&lt;br /&gt;achas que preciso de bom emprego,&lt;br /&gt;carro, casinha bacana pra ser feliz ?&lt;br /&gt;nao, nao quero ter tudo do bom ou do melhor,&lt;br /&gt;apenas estar com vc eh o que preciso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;James Teodoro&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/1316009704069091223-7275541677250512543?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S6lz0QRvdHI/AAAAAAAAAaI/HNYpcNlwNG8/s400/53.jpg' title='Apenas estar com você é o que preciso'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/7275541677250512543/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/03/apenas-estar-com-voce-e-o-que-preciso.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/7275541677250512543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/7275541677250512543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/03/apenas-estar-com-voce-e-o-que-preciso.html' title='Apenas estar com você é o que preciso'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S6lz0QRvdHI/AAAAAAAAAaI/HNYpcNlwNG8/s72-c/53.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-6859504184770633379</id><published>2010-03-23T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T18:34:56.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quero-te beijar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S6lrV900JzI/AAAAAAAAAaA/dcqIwiHtcNA/s1600-h/151368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 359px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452006849026205490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S6lrV900JzI/AAAAAAAAAaA/dcqIwiHtcNA/s400/151368.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Permaneço imaginando os teus olhos, tua boca, tua pele.&lt;br /&gt;Quando estamos perto um do outro, mesmo a sonhar,&lt;br /&gt;mesmo sem nos tocarmos muitas coisas acontecem dentro de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Queria te sentir bem junto a mim, tua pele colada na minha,&lt;br /&gt;teu beijo no meu corpo, descobrindo com cuidado&lt;br /&gt;e carinho cada parte de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Queria sentir mais perto esse teu cheiro&lt;br /&gt;que me enlouquece e toma conta de todo meu ser.&lt;br /&gt;Meu corpo estremece ao te ver, ao ouvir a tua voz.&lt;br /&gt;Imagino tuas mãos me acariciando e tentando encontrar&lt;br /&gt;tudo o que não está a vista de teus olhos.&lt;br /&gt;Imagino teus lábios nos meus, meus olhos nos teus,&lt;br /&gt;Fico a olhar-te de longe, tua essência deslumbrante,&lt;br /&gt;e imaginando tudo que podemos partilhar.&lt;br /&gt;Tocar cada parte do teu corpo com muito carinho&lt;br /&gt;como se o tempo fosse tudo para nós. beijar-te,&lt;br /&gt;sentir o teu abraço e escutar as batidas do teu coração.&lt;br /&gt;O beijo é a manifestação dos lábios quando os olhos encontram&lt;br /&gt;o que o coração procura!&lt;br /&gt;Quero-te beijar...&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/1316009704069091223-6859504184770633379?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S6lrV900JzI/AAAAAAAAAaA/dcqIwiHtcNA/s400/151368.jpg' title='Quero-te beijar'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/6859504184770633379/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/03/quero-te-beijar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/6859504184770633379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/6859504184770633379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/03/quero-te-beijar.html' title='Quero-te beijar'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S6lrV900JzI/AAAAAAAAAaA/dcqIwiHtcNA/s72-c/151368.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-8077999878982295955</id><published>2010-03-23T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T18:27:47.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Desejo-te</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S6lp0hQ1efI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/3YkQYj7pBng/s1600-h/84.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 307px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452005174911793650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S6lp0hQ1efI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/3YkQYj7pBng/s400/84.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Que força vem de te teu amor.&lt;br /&gt;Que poder me domina a alma,&lt;br /&gt;quando os teus labios deslizam sensivelmente&lt;br /&gt;pelos caminhos do meu corpo.&lt;br /&gt;És o desejo que eu quero abraçar,&lt;br /&gt;o vento que eu quero sentir nos cabelos,&lt;br /&gt;o sol que me aquece a pele,&lt;br /&gt;o sorriso que me invade o íntimo&lt;br /&gt;e me faz sentir viva.&lt;br /&gt;És…Uma paixão, um desejo.&lt;br /&gt;O fogo que quero acalmar com o teu toque suave.&lt;br /&gt;Dentro de mim, calcorreando o meu interior em chamas&lt;br /&gt;que me fazem gemer e querer mais.&lt;br /&gt;desejo avidamente sentir-me dependurada&lt;br /&gt;numa inexorável teia de tesão expectante.&lt;br /&gt;Vem…&lt;br /&gt;Espero-te envolta em meu perfume inebriante…&lt;br /&gt;o do meu desejo&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/1316009704069091223-8077999878982295955?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S6lp0hQ1efI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/3YkQYj7pBng/s400/84.jpg' title='Desejo-te'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/8077999878982295955/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/03/desejo-te.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/8077999878982295955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/8077999878982295955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/03/desejo-te.html' title='Desejo-te'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S6lp0hQ1efI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/3YkQYj7pBng/s72-c/84.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-7777376907856330648</id><published>2010-03-23T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T18:23:19.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S6loPB5o4_I/AAAAAAAAAZw/fZm5GLQeBw8/s1600-h/424470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452003431326213106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S6loPB5o4_I/AAAAAAAAAZw/fZm5GLQeBw8/s400/424470.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;Meu amor sei e vc sabe que eh doloroso&lt;br /&gt;estarmos aqui esperando,&lt;br /&gt;mas nosso sentimentos nos mantem unidos neste momento&lt;br /&gt;e sabemos que logo essa espera vai valer a pena&lt;br /&gt;por causa de otima recompensa que vamos ter,&lt;br /&gt;eu te esperei esses anos e continuo te esperar&lt;br /&gt;pois sei que terei vc sim ao meu lado&lt;br /&gt;e que nao vou desistir de vc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#009900;"&gt;James Teodoro&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/1316009704069091223-7777376907856330648?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S6loPB5o4_I/AAAAAAAAAZw/fZm5GLQeBw8/s400/424470.jpg' title='Meu amor'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/7777376907856330648/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/03/meu-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/7777376907856330648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/7777376907856330648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/03/meu-amor.html' title='Meu amor'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S6loPB5o4_I/AAAAAAAAAZw/fZm5GLQeBw8/s72-c/424470.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-6285061544682020907</id><published>2010-03-23T13:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T13:21:14.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S6kh7Pdp6XI/AAAAAAAAAZg/QSKRxD1Si3Q/s1600-h/18938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 354px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 370px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451926125555607922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S6kh7Pdp6XI/AAAAAAAAAZg/QSKRxD1Si3Q/s400/18938.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#990000;"&gt;Jamais esqueça que te amo alem da minha vida,&lt;br /&gt;este amor que pra mim eh mto maior que universo,&lt;br /&gt;maior que o tempo,&lt;br /&gt;ate poderia dizer que tenho vida eterna&lt;br /&gt;pelo simples fato de te ter ao meu lado&lt;br /&gt;pois eh onde tah este nosso amor infinito,&lt;br /&gt;nada e ninguem pode nos destruir,&lt;br /&gt;algo que disse antes e repito: no amor pode haver virgulas,&lt;br /&gt;mas nunca um ponto final,&lt;br /&gt;tantos obstaculos estavam em nosso caminho,&lt;br /&gt;deixamos apenas tempo resolver isso por nós&lt;br /&gt;pois sabemos que nosso amor vence qualquer guerra,&lt;br /&gt;mas pq deixamos o tempo resolver e nao nós mesmo?&lt;br /&gt;uma resposta simples e curta, destino que nos uniu,&lt;br /&gt;ou seja, o senhor queria mesmo nossa uniao&lt;br /&gt;e entao por isso nada pode nos separar, fomos feito um ao outro,&lt;br /&gt;ainda vc que dizia que cada um na terra tem uma missao a cumprir,&lt;br /&gt;e minha missao eh te amar eternamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#990000;"&gt;James Teodoro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-6285061544682020907?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S6kh7Pdp6XI/AAAAAAAAAZg/QSKRxD1Si3Q/s400/18938.jpg' title='♥'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/6285061544682020907/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_7319.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/6285061544682020907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/6285061544682020907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_7319.html' title='♥'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S6kh7Pdp6XI/AAAAAAAAAZg/QSKRxD1Si3Q/s72-c/18938.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-2501169201875233875</id><published>2010-03-23T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T13:14:28.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S6kfr9LqXRI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/zV9RwxsabCk/s1600-h/moe%2520114879%2520sample.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451923663927008530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S6kfr9LqXRI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/zV9RwxsabCk/s400/moe%2520114879%2520sample.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Meu amor eu sei e vc tbm sabe que&lt;br /&gt;eh vontade de Deus nosso amor ser infinito assim,&lt;br /&gt;distancia nao consegue tirar vc de mim&lt;br /&gt;e agora meu amor, sei que vc jah sabe&lt;br /&gt;que todos os caminhos me levam a vc,&lt;br /&gt;assim como as estrelas, o luar e ate o mar,&lt;br /&gt;Deus fez o nosso amor, joia rara pra encantar,&lt;br /&gt;longe de vc nada mais me faz sentido,&lt;br /&gt;soh existo com vc, apenas seu amor me faz viver,&lt;br /&gt;assim como nas cançoes como diz o cantor Roberto:&lt;br /&gt;a razao do meu viver, com certeza eh ter vc &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ccff;"&gt;James Teodoro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-2501169201875233875?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S6kfr9LqXRI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/zV9RwxsabCk/s400/moe%2520114879%2520sample.jpg' title='♥'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/2501169201875233875/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/2501169201875233875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/2501169201875233875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_23.html' title='♥'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S6kfr9LqXRI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/zV9RwxsabCk/s72-c/moe%2520114879%2520sample.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-435066278612138318</id><published>2010-03-20T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T15:08:30.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S6VDvfdBNRI/AAAAAAAAAZI/sf1a6EPvLkk/s1600-h/moe%2520115295%2520sample.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450837407177979154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S6VDvfdBNRI/AAAAAAAAAZI/sf1a6EPvLkk/s400/moe%2520115295%2520sample.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; ...Sabe amor! Quando estou sozinha,&lt;br /&gt;e ao mesmo tempo distante fisicamente de te …&lt;br /&gt;imagino-me em um cenário apaixonado junto de te…&lt;br /&gt;os meus sentidos ficam tão activos&lt;br /&gt;como se tudo fosse real no momento!&lt;br /&gt;Me sinto tão apaixonada por te,&lt;br /&gt;que as vezes sinto como se tudo fosse um sonho,&lt;br /&gt;um sonho mt doce do qual não queo acordar nunca!&lt;br /&gt;Mas sei amor que está em minhas mãos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;torná-lo realidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&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/1316009704069091223-435066278612138318?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S6VDvfdBNRI/AAAAAAAAAZI/sf1a6EPvLkk/s400/moe%2520115295%2520sample.jpg' title='♥'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/435066278612138318/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/435066278612138318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/435066278612138318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_20.html' title='♥'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S6VDvfdBNRI/AAAAAAAAAZI/sf1a6EPvLkk/s72-c/moe%2520115295%2520sample.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-1909036843764934640</id><published>2010-03-18T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T06:00:25.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>te amoooooooooo muito</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S6LQjUP0TsI/AAAAAAAAAY4/XtKyF41izcY/s1600-h/9.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450147804220772034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S6LQjUP0TsI/AAAAAAAAAY4/XtKyF41izcY/s400/9.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Olhar você pela primeira vez... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Sentir seu medo... Sua vontade louca de amar...&lt;br /&gt;Não percebe que naquele momento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;estava formando um elos entre mim e te.&lt;br /&gt;Não sabia que naquele momento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;estava sendo selando um pacto de amor eterno.&lt;br /&gt;Não imaginava que minha vontade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;era de dormir e acordar ao seu lado todas as manhãs...&lt;br /&gt;Respirar o mesmo ar... Alimentar das mesmas vontades... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Sentir os mesmos raios de sol...&lt;br /&gt;Sentir que tudo que vai e vem em sua vida é o mesmo comigo.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;curtindo os mesmos risos... Eu o sinto.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Ate mesmo nos momentos de tristesa....&lt;br /&gt;Sinto seu frio...Sinto seu calor... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Sinto aquecendo-me em noites e dias gelados...&lt;br /&gt;Olhar você... O sentir nas batidas forte do meu coração...&lt;br /&gt;Sentir minha alma se entregar sem medo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;É sentir minha alma ligada na tua para sempre.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje depois de tanto tempo posso falar do meu sentimentos...&lt;br /&gt;Hoje depois de tantos sonhos, sonhados juntos, de tantos segundos&lt;br /&gt;vividos de emoção posso falar do teu grande amor por mim... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Eu o sinto em todo momento... Nas frases... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;No teu modo de mi amar... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Na tua forma de falar, ao ate mesmo de calar... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;No teu olhar bravo ao mesmo tempo doce, melancolico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;quando chorando entrego-me dizendo que te amo.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto meu amor que juntos não existe dias, noites, horas, minutos&lt;br /&gt;e nem segundos... Meus momentos com você os comparo,&lt;br /&gt;no tempo e espaço eterno... Num espaço vivido somente por&lt;br /&gt;nos, em que cada dia esse amor se torna maior e mais forte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Te amo, te amo, te amoooooooooo muito, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;muito amor, pra sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-1909036843764934640?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=1316009704069091223&amp;postID=1909036843764934640' title='te amoooooooooo muito'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/1909036843764934640/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/03/olhar-voce-pela-primeira-vez.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/1909036843764934640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/1909036843764934640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/03/olhar-voce-pela-primeira-vez.html' title='te amoooooooooo muito'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S6LQjUP0TsI/AAAAAAAAAY4/XtKyF41izcY/s72-c/9.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-4746487166116419286</id><published>2010-03-13T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T17:21:11.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>James e Paula pra sempre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S5w3_k1LbvI/AAAAAAAAAYo/DSq8NiocAXA/s1600-h/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448291214569467634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S5w3_k1LbvI/AAAAAAAAAYo/DSq8NiocAXA/s400/1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;"Quero tah onde vc tah, quero tocar teu coraçao,&lt;br /&gt;quero dizer tudo o que se passa em minha cabeça, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;quero ser um pedaço teu,&lt;br /&gt;nao quero que mais ninguem se aproxime de mim,&lt;br /&gt;entenda que nunca vou amar alguem como te amo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;James Teodoro&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/1316009704069091223-4746487166116419286?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/4746487166116419286/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/03/james-e-paula-pra-sempre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/4746487166116419286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/4746487166116419286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/03/james-e-paula-pra-sempre.html' title='James e Paula pra sempre'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S5w3_k1LbvI/AAAAAAAAAYo/DSq8NiocAXA/s72-c/1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-5728983002471208259</id><published>2010-03-13T16:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T17:11:17.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu amor por te é maior que a vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S5wz3WIpPII/AAAAAAAAAYg/YvRiX2xtp68/s1600-h/clannad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448286675139116162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S5wz3WIpPII/AAAAAAAAAYg/YvRiX2xtp68/s400/clannad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As nuvens vêm, e vão, movidas pelo vento...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Levadas, segue sem direção.&lt;br /&gt;Forma-se, transforma-se, devolve no ar...&lt;br /&gt;E em gotículas evaporam-se no calor, na atmosfera úmida.&lt;br /&gt;Assim é nossa vida; Nascemos, crescemos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sonhamos, vivemos, amamos...&lt;br /&gt;Tudo vem e vai, passa como as nuvens,&lt;br /&gt;se apagando na memória do tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Passa deixando saudade,&lt;br /&gt;passa deixando boas lembranças.&lt;br /&gt;Algumas de felicidade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;outras de revolta, remorso eterno...&lt;br /&gt;Deixarei em te a dor profunda, o amor eterno...&lt;br /&gt;Deixas-te em mim uma nova forma de amar...&lt;br /&gt;Nada nem ninguém podem me tirar esse sentir.&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor por te é do tamanho do mundo...&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor por te e maior do que a vida...&lt;br /&gt;Te amo e vou te amar em todas as dimensões...&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo só...Sendo levada, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;movida por esse sentimento tão grande,&lt;br /&gt;vou rompendo barreiras eternas ate devolver no tempo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sem como ter continuidade...&lt;br /&gt;Sem limiti vou te amar...&lt;br /&gt;Todos os dias, todas as horas, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;em todos os minituos, segundos.&lt;br /&gt;Em todas os espaços, em todas as dirensões... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eternamente...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Paula e James pra sempre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-5728983002471208259?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/5728983002471208259/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/03/meu-amor-por-te-e-maior-que-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/5728983002471208259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/5728983002471208259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/03/meu-amor-por-te-e-maior-que-vida.html' title='Meu amor por te é maior que a vida'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S5wz3WIpPII/AAAAAAAAAYg/YvRiX2xtp68/s72-c/clannad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-4397826647308138146</id><published>2010-03-09T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T11:19:58.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S5adsS6z4FI/AAAAAAAAAYY/TS7dJU16KwU/s1600-h/edward+e+winry+06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446714183669506130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S5adsS6z4FI/AAAAAAAAAYY/TS7dJU16KwU/s400/edward+e+winry+06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ALFABETO DO NOSSO AMOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;A - adoro amar vc&lt;br /&gt;B - bom mesmo eh te amar&lt;br /&gt;C - com vc vou ateh o fim do mundo&lt;br /&gt;D - de vc espero soh o amor&lt;br /&gt;E - eu te amarei pra sempre&lt;br /&gt;F - foi com vc que aprendi a amar&lt;br /&gt;G - gosto de estar ao seu lado&lt;br /&gt;H - hoje te amo mais do que ontem&lt;br /&gt;I - inexplicavel essa paixao&lt;br /&gt;J - junto de vc serei sempre feliz&lt;br /&gt;L - legal mesmo eh saber que me ama&lt;br /&gt;M - minha unica paixao eh vc&lt;br /&gt;N - nunca e nada vai nos separar&lt;br /&gt;O - obrigado por me amar&lt;br /&gt;P - princesa da minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Q - quero te amar eternamente&lt;br /&gt;R - rainha da minha vida&lt;br /&gt;S - seremos sempre felizes juntos&lt;br /&gt;T - te amarei pra todo o sempre&lt;br /&gt;U - um verdadeiro amor nunca se acabara&lt;br /&gt;V - vc eh tudo em minha vida&lt;br /&gt;X - xaveco que virou um grande amor&lt;br /&gt;Z - zero pra todos os que sao contra o nosso amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na sua fala&lt;br /&gt;encontrei as mais belas palavras&lt;br /&gt;que alguem poderia ouvir&lt;br /&gt;no seu olhar&lt;br /&gt;encontrei o brilho mais lindo&lt;br /&gt;do que os que&lt;br /&gt;as estrelas oferecem&lt;br /&gt;no seu jeito&lt;br /&gt;encontrei uma simplicidade&lt;br /&gt;com um recheio especial&lt;br /&gt;pelo qual me apaixonei&lt;br /&gt;nos teus braços&lt;br /&gt;encontrei toda a segurança&lt;br /&gt;que acabou com&lt;br /&gt;todo o meu medo&lt;br /&gt;no seu beijo&lt;br /&gt;encontrei um caminho&lt;br /&gt;que me leva pra um mundo&lt;br /&gt;cheio de sonhos verdadeiros&lt;br /&gt;em vc encontrei&lt;br /&gt;uma pessoa maravilhosa e especial&lt;br /&gt;com toda energia que preciso&lt;br /&gt;pra viver e nao posso mais&lt;br /&gt;esquecer ou deixar de pensar em vc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;¶¶¶¶¶¶´´´´´´¶¶¶¶¶¶&lt;br /&gt;¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶´´¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶&lt;br /&gt;¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶&lt;br /&gt;¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶&lt;br /&gt;¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶&lt;br /&gt;¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶&lt;br /&gt;¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶&lt;br /&gt;¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶&lt;br /&gt;¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶&lt;br /&gt;¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶&lt;br /&gt;¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶&lt;br /&gt;¶¶¶¶&lt;br /&gt;¶¶&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;PAULA e JAMES&lt;br /&gt;pra sempre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-4397826647308138146?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/4397826647308138146/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/4397826647308138146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/4397826647308138146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='♥'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S5adsS6z4FI/AAAAAAAAAYY/TS7dJU16KwU/s72-c/edward+e+winry+06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-185054661338214290</id><published>2010-03-09T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T15:26:26.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanted you here love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S5aO2Jjv0oI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0qHNdBKB1J4/s1600-h/2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446697860281127554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S5aO2Jjv0oI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0qHNdBKB1J4/s400/2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez esteja tudo aqui e eu não veja.&lt;br /&gt;Talvez tudo seja aqui em minha frente,&lt;br /&gt;a um passo e eu nao alcanço,&lt;br /&gt;tento e não consigo, não interiorize.&lt;br /&gt;Talvez não haja tempo.O suficiente.&lt;br /&gt;Aquele que me permita encarar de frente a verdade.&lt;br /&gt;Há uma parte da minha vida que sinto morrendo.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto escura. Fria a realidade.&lt;br /&gt;Tento mi esconder, viver do passado.&lt;br /&gt;Sim! Revivo nossos momentos, cada pavavra,&lt;br /&gt;cada caricia, cada frases ditas.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo tudo que passamos. As vezes é estranho.&lt;br /&gt;E mais que isso confuso.&lt;br /&gt;Sei do seu sentir, do teu desejo, da tua dor...&lt;br /&gt;você-se cala, assim como eu...Se tranca,&lt;br /&gt;é um encolher dentro de si mesmo...&lt;br /&gt;Tento compriender, falar pra você o que sinto,&lt;br /&gt;gritar os meus desejos, o quanto te quero.&lt;br /&gt;Gritar a vontade... Gritar o querer...&lt;br /&gt;gritar, libertar de dentro esse sentimento excessivo,&lt;br /&gt;que as vezes mi sufoca.... Deixa mi sem ar...&lt;br /&gt;Esse desejo de sair correndo sem dominio,&lt;br /&gt;tipo umtransportar de corpo alma até encontrar-me diantede ti,&lt;br /&gt;do teu doce olhar,&lt;br /&gt;poder segurar em tuas mão e sentir delas o calor,&lt;br /&gt;o tremor descontrolado. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Caricias domindoras, ousadas. Olhar atrevido,&lt;br /&gt;Labíos molhados desejos contidos, a esperança,&lt;br /&gt;de um amanhã cheio de promessas...&lt;br /&gt;Horas que não passa, dias longo, sem luz,&lt;br /&gt;sem calor, só o vento frio cortante, preguiçoso,&lt;br /&gt;presagios de dor futura.&lt;br /&gt;Tento romper essa barreira inrreal em que mi encontro.&lt;br /&gt;Libertar de mim mesma.&lt;br /&gt;sair dessa amarga dor que é a saudade,&lt;br /&gt;vontade desmedida que tenho de ter-te aqui diante de mim...&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you here love &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-185054661338214290?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S5aO2Jjv0oI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0qHNdBKB1J4/s400/2.bmp' title='I wanted you here love'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/185054661338214290/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-wanted-you-here-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/185054661338214290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/185054661338214290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-wanted-you-here-love.html' title='I wanted you here love'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S5aO2Jjv0oI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0qHNdBKB1J4/s72-c/2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-5178250943636648852</id><published>2010-02-20T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T05:10:10.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinto sua falta amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S3_boRAkcDI/AAAAAAAAAXo/pBCV6dhlP9o/s1600-h/388575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440308359693889586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S3_boRAkcDI/AAAAAAAAAXo/pBCV6dhlP9o/s400/388575.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;É noite... Faz frio lá fora... Aqui dentro um inverno constante...&lt;br /&gt;Sinto falta... Sinto dor... Sinto necessidade de ti... Fecho os olhos...&lt;br /&gt;Deixo mi ficar de braços estendido, ineste, e tudo para no tempo,&lt;br /&gt;Sinto o silencio cortante, o ar mi falta...&lt;br /&gt;E de repente sinto o sangue correndo em minhas veias,&lt;br /&gt;aquela sensação de prazer mi envolve,&lt;br /&gt;mi agita, sinto vc, fazendo parte de mim...&lt;br /&gt;De repente o som explode, quebrando o silencio mais uma vez,&lt;br /&gt;sinto o como um coração pulsando em meu peito,&lt;br /&gt;percorre todo meu ser, mi tirando toda a força que ainda resta,&lt;br /&gt;de repente sinto um ecooo dentro de mim,&lt;br /&gt;Desespero, saudade, vontade, desejo, penso: onde vc esta?&lt;br /&gt;Aonde amor que não vem, em outro mundo, em outros braços?&lt;br /&gt;Só agora que mi dou conta, de minha eterna solidão,&lt;br /&gt;Penso em seus lábios, em suas mãos, em vc vindo por cima de mim...&lt;br /&gt;E de repente o mesmo pensamento... onnnnnnnnde vc estaaaaaaa amor??&lt;br /&gt;Onde, eu não consigo dormir sem tiiii... Sinto sua falta... Sinto tanto amor&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-5178250943636648852?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S3_boRAkcDI/AAAAAAAAAXo/pBCV6dhlP9o/s400/388575.jpg' title='Sinto sua falta amor'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/5178250943636648852/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/02/sinto-sua-falta-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/5178250943636648852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/5178250943636648852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/02/sinto-sua-falta-amor.html' title='Sinto sua falta amor'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S3_boRAkcDI/AAAAAAAAAXo/pBCV6dhlP9o/s72-c/388575.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-8022440998605155509</id><published>2010-02-20T04:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T05:00:05.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu sinto-te</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S3_ccAWyCzI/AAAAAAAAAXw/IU7mSUUfTjg/s1600-h/119691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440309248576850738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S3_ccAWyCzI/AAAAAAAAAXw/IU7mSUUfTjg/s400/119691.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Eu sinto-te... e eu quero-te... sabes-me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;sinto-lhes o sabor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;sinto a doçura da tua alma em mim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;sinto o teu e o meu respirar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;sinto o teu e o meu sorriso interior &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;e o ar que respiro passa a ser a tua pele &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;e a luz que me ilumina o teu odor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;e a saliva que dissolvo sem destino &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;nas frases onde te chamo amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;e o carinho na tua pele devagar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;sentindo a saliva escorrer dos nossos lábios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;que se amam em palavras e beijos,respiro o ar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;respiras-me também com instantes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;e ouves-me o chamar-te amor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;e a cada momento de silêncio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;oferece-me o toque mais doce que nunca antes senti, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;e o momento passa a estar repleto de magia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;porque sou em ti e estou contigo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;porque em ti tenho espaço &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;e sinto no coração o correr de um rio sem sobressaltos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;e sem marés, porque te amo numa paz imensa, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;que semeia em mim o sorrir que te quero dar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;porque somos um silencioso respirar de sílabas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;que se cruzam numa rima perfumada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;que nos deixa amar livremente, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;dás-me aquele beijo, e a distância desaparece &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;porque não tinha mais espaço entre nós &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;e mergulhas em mim em cada uma das gotas que bebos de ti, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;dissolvo-me nesta madrugada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;que conseguimos entrelaçar as nossas almas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;e vamos ser um só. Não existem medos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;tempestade...trovões... descobriste-me a alma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;e deixaste-te levar pela brisa mansa que habita em mim, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;deixaste-te envolver pelo barulho das ondas do mar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;e quando abriste os teus olhos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;será somente eu e ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;para sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&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/1316009704069091223-8022440998605155509?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S3_ccAWyCzI/AAAAAAAAAXw/IU7mSUUfTjg/s400/119691.jpg' title='Eu sinto-te'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/8022440998605155509/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/02/eu-sinto-te.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/8022440998605155509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/8022440998605155509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/02/eu-sinto-te.html' title='Eu sinto-te'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S3_ccAWyCzI/AAAAAAAAAXw/IU7mSUUfTjg/s72-c/119691.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-668116550437610995</id><published>2010-02-15T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T16:56:00.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teus Labios</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S3nb1oCn_EI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Sq2tuwnIlUo/s1600-h/99.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438619739354561602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S3nb1oCn_EI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Sq2tuwnIlUo/s400/99.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;“Os teus olhos... a tua boca... os jestos, arrepia-me.. provoca-me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;e me leva no sentir de um desejo em te tocar mais ainda ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;o teus labios... as formas lindas que eles tem, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;a vontade que provocam só de olhar... beijar-los... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;saciar a minha vontade em soltar a minha lingua neles e provar-te, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;o teu cheiro excita-me... inebria os meus sentidos... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;adoro olhar para ti e sentir o quente da tua alma...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Se em algum momento não puder tocar-te &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;se pudesse ainda assim continuar a olhar-te &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;saciaria o meu desejo com o meu olhar no teu porque és lindo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;capturava a tua essência, a tua alma, cada traço, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;cada linha, cada ponto do teu rosto belo e sensual... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;cada gesto do teu corpo, cada inspirar e expirar... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;quero-te... apeteces-me imensa paixão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;és quente, intenso, belo, apaixonado, doce, suave, és a meu princepe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;intenso como as ondas que nos embalam sempre que meu olhar te tocam, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;belo como um jardim de lírios, apaixonado suave como as nuvens &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;que te carregam em meus pensamentos... és o amanhecer, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;o entardecer e o anoitecer dos sentidos... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;o amanhecer do meu desejo de sentir as formas do teu corpo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;o quente das tuas mãos, a luz dos teus olhos e o brilho dos teus cabelos ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;és o entardecer da minha vontade de te abraçar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;beijar e sentir o sabor doce da tua boca, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;o querer te fazer sentir em mim o quente da minha alma...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;és o anoitecer da minha paixão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;a força invisivel em querer estar sempre a teu lado, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;admirar o teu corpo ardente... fogo e brasa da minha paixão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;teu corpo é saudade no querer te percorrer com os dedos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;e sentir teu sexo latejante, teus olhos penetrantes e lindos... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;haja o que ouver em ti... quero-te... adoro-te... Amo-te. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Adoro o teu sorriso... o teu olhar inocente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;derretes-me a vontade de teus beijos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;eu sinto-me assim a cada dia que passa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;cada vez mais apaixonada por ti princepe... és lindo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;és uma aragem que pousa nos meus lábios &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;e me enternece a boca querendo te trazer até dentro de mim &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;para assim ficares, quente e perto do meu coração...” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-668116550437610995?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=1316009704069091223' title='Teus Labios'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/668116550437610995/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/02/teus-labios.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/668116550437610995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/668116550437610995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/02/teus-labios.html' title='Teus Labios'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S3nb1oCn_EI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Sq2tuwnIlUo/s72-c/99.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-6278329408750365678</id><published>2010-02-15T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T15:11:07.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S3nT3ee8T-I/AAAAAAAAAXA/_d22euens64/s1600-h/20100215082305918[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438610975055695842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S3nT3ee8T-I/AAAAAAAAAXA/_d22euens64/s400/20100215082305918%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Feche os olhos e por um instante, imagine&lt;br /&gt;imagine seus sonhos se realizando&lt;br /&gt;imagine eu chegando e te abraçando&lt;br /&gt;vc correndo na chuva e os pingos molhando seu rosto&lt;br /&gt;imagine, o nosso amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;eu sou seu príncipe encantadoe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;vc eh minha princesa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;eu enfrentando os perigos pra dizer que te amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;imagine tudo ao seu redor parando por um minuto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;e eu aqui esperando uma unica resposta sua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;imagine e mesmo que eu declamasse as mais belas poesias &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;e te desse todas as rosas de todos jardins &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;nao seria possivel expressar o que sinto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;mas agora abra os olhos e corra aos meus braços&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;pois jah faz muito tempo que eu imagino vc chegando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;e dizendo que tambem me ama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;James Teodoro&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/1316009704069091223-6278329408750365678?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S3nT3ee8T' title='Meu amor'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/6278329408750365678/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/02/meu-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/6278329408750365678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/6278329408750365678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/02/meu-amor.html' title='Meu amor'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S3nT3ee8T-I/AAAAAAAAAXA/_d22euens64/s72-c/20100215082305918%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-8631256432903981767</id><published>2010-02-09T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T10:27:03.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solidão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S3GoiwjJ77I/AAAAAAAAAW4/tzRS1thMvvE/s1600-h/121107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436311540314271666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 342px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 368px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S3GoiwjJ77I/AAAAAAAAAW4/tzRS1thMvvE/s400/121107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hj quando lê que vc não vinha,&lt;br /&gt;senti as lagrima invadir meus olhos,&lt;br /&gt;escorrer por meu rosto e sem mi conter,&lt;br /&gt;num soluço mudo,&lt;br /&gt;senti a dor de não ter vc em mais um dia.&lt;br /&gt;São horas infinitas, em que nada posso dizer,&lt;br /&gt;Não tem como mudar o destino...&lt;br /&gt;Não tem com dominar a vida...&lt;br /&gt;Tudo fala por nos...&lt;br /&gt;Não sei o que fazer...&lt;br /&gt;Não sei mais...&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/1316009704069091223-8631256432903981767?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S3GoiwjJ77I/AAAAAAAAAW4/tzRS1thMvvE/s400/121107.jpg' title='Solidão'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/8631256432903981767/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/02/solidao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/8631256432903981767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/8631256432903981767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/02/solidao.html' title='Solidão'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S3GoiwjJ77I/AAAAAAAAAW4/tzRS1thMvvE/s72-c/121107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-8262734654019621809</id><published>2010-02-09T09:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T10:13:27.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Não tem como esquecer você</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S3GjD_mcB7I/AAAAAAAAAWw/DOBgnbp8TP8/s1600-h/Love+Hina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436305514220488626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 399px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S3GjD_mcB7I/AAAAAAAAAWw/DOBgnbp8TP8/s400/Love+Hina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sinto você como sinto o sol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Uma chama ardente.&lt;br /&gt;Vem penetrando em minha pele. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Aquecendo meus poros.&lt;br /&gt;Ouriçando meus pelinhos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;e com calor envolve todo meu ser.&lt;br /&gt;Não tem como esquecer, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;fugir. Não tem como dizer não.&lt;br /&gt;É um amor tão grande. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Não tem como aderir e viver no vazio, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;no frio congelante, no escuro da solidão. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;O amor mi envolve, torna minha alma alegre,&lt;br /&gt;Meu ser frágil, sem resistência. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Não sei fingir,&lt;br /&gt;Só sei amar, rir e gritar... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Esse sentimento que domina...&lt;br /&gt;Meus dias, minutos, horas... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Domina minha mente,&lt;br /&gt;e de repente só vejo vc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Só penso em você...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Só quero você...&lt;br /&gt;Só você amor. só você..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;AMooo vc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&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/1316009704069091223-8262734654019621809?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S3GjD_mcB7I/AAAAAAAAAWw/DOBgnbp8TP8/s400/Love+Hina.jpg' title='Não tem como esquecer você'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/8262734654019621809/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/02/nao-tem-como-esquecer-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/8262734654019621809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/8262734654019621809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/02/nao-tem-como-esquecer-voce.html' title='Não tem como esquecer você'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S3GjD_mcB7I/AAAAAAAAAWw/DOBgnbp8TP8/s72-c/Love+Hina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-1652428985041211152</id><published>2010-02-07T03:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T03:50:34.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S26oCwzkN2I/AAAAAAAAAWY/mDB80GZ8oAs/s1600-h/119618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435466565697156962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S26oCwzkN2I/AAAAAAAAAWY/mDB80GZ8oAs/s400/119618.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ah, se eu pudesse descrever&lt;br /&gt;Aqueles olhos de paixão&lt;br /&gt;A boca perfeita,&lt;br /&gt;e seus beijos doces como mel...&lt;br /&gt;Misterioso anjo&lt;br /&gt;Que me faz escrava do seu amor&lt;br /&gt;Por toda eternidade&lt;br /&gt;Atrevido, mora em meu ser&lt;br /&gt;Desde o primeiro olhar&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te com loucura.&lt;br /&gt;Anjo Sedutor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-1652428985041211152?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S26oCwzkN2I/AAAAAAAAAWY/mDB80GZ8oAs/s400/119618.jpg' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/1652428985041211152/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/02/ah-se-eu-pudesse-descrever-aqueles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/1652428985041211152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/1652428985041211152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/02/ah-se-eu-pudesse-descrever-aqueles.html' title=''/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S26oCwzkN2I/AAAAAAAAAWY/mDB80GZ8oAs/s72-c/119618.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-6542568235572976187</id><published>2010-01-31T04:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T03:28:35.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu unico desejo é ter você</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S2VxJdc0R7I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/JSg40IOPPiI/s1600-h/anime+e+gothic+(22).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432872932830627762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S2VxJdc0R7I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/JSg40IOPPiI/s400/anime+e+gothic+(22).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;O tempo ruge... Clama...Grita...Querer-te... Sentir-te.&lt;br /&gt;Meu corpo dilacera... Geme... Chora... Sim...&lt;br /&gt;Só as lagrimas molha meus olhos...&lt;br /&gt;Já não a neles aquele ar de risos...&lt;br /&gt;Meus lábios ressequido pela dor, se fecha num murmúrio silencioso...&lt;br /&gt;Só expressão de tristeza vejo em meu rosto, já marcada pelo tempo...&lt;br /&gt;Gemoooo... Gemidos... Saudade... Sim dor dilacerante...&lt;br /&gt;Busco-te nas noites geladas, nas brisas que corre sem direnção...&lt;br /&gt;Nos ventos que uiva, parece premeditar o meu fim...&lt;br /&gt;Prenuncio de solidão... Já não sinto-te feliz...&lt;br /&gt;Já não te sinto animado... Com aquele jeitinho de malicia...&lt;br /&gt;Gostinho de quem vem querendo mais...&lt;br /&gt;Vejo-o tristonho.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-o despresar-me... Condenar-me...&lt;br /&gt;Dizem-me... "Que somos senhores do nosso destino"&lt;br /&gt;Fico pensando comigo...&lt;br /&gt;Eu não escolhi esse destino tão triste...&lt;br /&gt;Eu não queria viver, nascer longe de te...&lt;br /&gt;Eu não queria sentir esse amor tão grande sem tocar...&lt;br /&gt;Sem sentir teu calor.&lt;br /&gt;Sem poder ao menos sentir seu odor.&lt;br /&gt;Sem poder ver nos seus olhos o brilho do desejo...&lt;br /&gt;Sem ver em seus lábios gestos de sensações sentidas.&lt;br /&gt;Eu não queria ver vc entrar, desejar e sempre mi culpar por não me ter...&lt;br /&gt;Não queria ouvir vc gritar que desprezo teus desejos...&lt;br /&gt;Que não faço suas vontades...&lt;br /&gt;Sendo que meu maior desejo é ter-te aqui juntinho de mim...&lt;br /&gt;Só queria ter uma realidade juntinho de vc...&lt;br /&gt;Poder cuidar-te...&lt;br /&gt;Realizar todas tuas vontades...&lt;br /&gt;Teus desejos por mais louco que fosse...&lt;br /&gt;Não... Nãoooooooooo amor eu não queria viver de sonhos.&lt;br /&gt;Eu não queria nunca. Nunca meu amor.&lt;br /&gt;Eu te amo demais pra poder viver assim sem te.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu te amoooooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&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/1316009704069091223-6542568235572976187?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S2VxJdc0R7I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/JSg40IOPPiI/s400/anime+e+gothic+(22).jpg' title='Meu unico desejo é ter você'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/6542568235572976187/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/01/meu-unico-desejo-e-ter-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/6542568235572976187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316009704069091223/posts/default/6542568235572976187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/2010/01/meu-unico-desejo-e-ter-voce.html' title='Meu unico desejo é ter você'/><author><name>Paula e James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17097332615959044235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/TBazicuxXhI/AAAAAAAAAfY/TYRqYZUixDI/S220/z205993241.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S2VxJdc0R7I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/JSg40IOPPiI/s72-c/anime+e+gothic+(22).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316009704069091223.post-7609664969972219318</id><published>2010-01-26T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T09:30:43.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quero sempre vc</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S17Sgy02IlI/AAAAAAAAAWI/e6-ZxNfm-T4/s1600-h/ef+-+A+Fairy+Tale+of+the+Two.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431009661496468050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S17Sgy02IlI/AAAAAAAAAWI/e6-ZxNfm-T4/s400/ef+-+A+Fairy+Tale+of+the+Two.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Senti o amanhacer escuro... Não só la fora... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Aqui dentro de mim tudo esta nublado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;É como se a luz que brilha dentro de mim estivesse apangando...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Estivesse sendo ofuscada por tanto desejo... saudade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Vontade que tenho de ter-te aqui em meus braços...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;De poder sentir em mim todo esse amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;que tantas vezes ouvi vc falar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;"Vem sentir todo amor que eu tenho aqui pra lhe dar"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;" Vem pegar o que é seu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;E relembrando hoje sinto mais vontade do que todos os dias,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Hoje sinto o desejos percorrer em meu sangue enfraquecendo-me cada vez mais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;E quando nao se tem o que deseja, vem a dor, a dor da vontade dilacerante...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Ah amor, eu quero vc, eu quero tanto vc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Preciso de vc com preciso do sol para iluminar minhas manhãs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;"és meu sol, sem ti tudo é escuro e frio,sem ti não tem como viver"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Esses dias sem vc, senti-o tão distante de mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;E quando sinto, é como se tivesse tirando um pedaço de mim..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Sim amor... minha metade que és tu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Te amo... te amoooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&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/1316009704069091223-7609664969972219318?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jbpRzr0wdY/S17Sgy02IlI/AAAAAAAAAWI/e6-ZxNfm-T4/s400/ef+-+A+Fairy+Tale+of+the+Two.jpg' title='Quero sempre vc'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamesepaula.blogspot.com/feeds/7609664969972219318/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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sao as estrelas que tem o maior brilho e sim vc, enquantos as estrelas soh brilham pra mim a noite, vc brilha durante todo o tempo, meu coraçao antes de ter o seu brilho era somente uma escuridao, um vazio, agora com vc sinto uma luz, um brilho saindo de mim, vejo que as coisas da vida sao apenas coisas, as paixoes dos humanos sao passageiras, mas meu amor por vc eh eterno, eterno como um diamante no centro da terra, protegido e guardado com todo o amor da terra, te amo sim pra sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;James Teodoro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316009704069091223-5928445967624170860?l=jamesepaula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' 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