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<div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"É preciso que a saudade desenhe tuas linhas perfeitas,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">teu perfil exato e que, apenas, levemente o vento</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">das horas ponha um frêmito em teus cabelos...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">È preciso que a tua ausência trescale</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">sutilmente, no ar, a trevo machucado</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">a folhas de alecrim desde há muito gaurdadas</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">não se sabe por quem nalgum móvel antigo...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Mas é preciso, também, que seja como abrir uma</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">janela</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">e respirar-te, azul e luminosa, no ar.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">É preciso a saudade para eu te sentir</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">como sinto - em mim - a presença misteriosa</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">da vida...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Mas quando surge és tão outra e múltipla e</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">imprevista</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">que nunca te pareces com o teu retrato...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">E eu tenho de fechar meus olhos para ver-te!"</div><br />
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vestiu o quintal de alegria<br />
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hoje o sol veio celebrar<br />
o dia que é seu<br />
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que não acompanhou as flores.Remetenteshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04295033818597934499noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954416395158773801.post-37179230421471526022010-07-30T21:09:00.007-03:002010-07-31T00:41:28.934-03:00Dias em doisRibeiro Pedreira<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">traz a luz do seu sorriso</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">"Buongiorno, principessa!" </span>Remetenteshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04295033818597934499noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954416395158773801.post-91058719439349276282010-07-26T16:03:00.002-03:002010-07-26T16:10:40.854-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisiLdfJc0OrNIIJhOriqgpLhhvJ3A1hbVHxsahey_oJRuIuWJ7_pK0z88BpK0FYJLGdGV11lpbuCVC_GldvfIy5CDInVP9e8VykZEgN_rhZBI-KjNBjspIN-12SDOIl3_cguL2LUYV1b5g/s1600/sol++II.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="187" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisiLdfJc0OrNIIJhOriqgpLhhvJ3A1hbVHxsahey_oJRuIuWJ7_pK0z88BpK0FYJLGdGV11lpbuCVC_GldvfIy5CDInVP9e8VykZEgN_rhZBI-KjNBjspIN-12SDOIl3_cguL2LUYV1b5g/s400/sol++II.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
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De uma manhã de amor,<br />
A borboleta solta no fulgor<br />
Da luz, lembrava um leve coração.<br />
Ia e vinha e a voar<br />
Gentil e trêfega, azul, <br />
Sonoramente a percorrer pelo ar,<br />
Como um silfo tenuíssimo e taful.</div><div></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;">Sobre os frescos rosais<br />
Pousava débil, sutil,<br />
Doirando tudo de um risonho abril<br />
Feito de beijos e de madrigais.</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;">Que doce embriaguez<br />
O vôo assim seguir<br />
Da borboleta azul, correndo, a vir<br />
Do espaço pela Etérea candidez!</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;">Fazendo, tal e qual,<br />
O mesmo giro assim,<br />
O mesmo vôo límpido, sem fim,<br />
Nos mundos virgens de qualquer ideal.</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;">Ir como ela também<br />
Em busca das loucas<br />
E tropicais e fulgidas manhãs<br />
Cheias de colibris e sol, além...</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;">Ir com ela na luz<br />
De mundos através,<br />
Sem abrolhos nas mãos, cardos nos pés,<br />
Ó alma, minha, que alegria a flux!...</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">No alegre sol de então</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> De uma manhã de amor</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> A borboleta solta no fulgor</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> Da luz, lembrava um leve coração</span>."</div>Remetenteshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04295033818597934499noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954416395158773801.post-18830205432520901992010-07-25T15:28:00.000-03:002010-07-25T15:28:58.181-03:00De partidaRibeiro Pedreira<br />
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na mala, carinhos<br />
e cumplicidade<br />
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nada de roupas<br />
calçados<br />
tua pele me basta<br />
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chego no frio pra me aquecer<br />
mas levarei um pouco de sol<br />
para os nossos amanheceres<br />
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por alguns dias<br />
residirei no amor.Remetenteshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04295033818597934499noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954416395158773801.post-7733364291169157572010-07-21T00:00:00.000-03:002010-07-20T23:33:49.477-03:00Bem - me - quer<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipJlH2CtXzIExGWgjgCelqlAK1tXQBlvEVgJBwCFbIDqL_IqAhjjF42QIBxigEdjk97aFZDojyU-wdPZNGFtxZHyy2y2N0Wf3VKCO9IwjgY7n7DI4xMVqR88oO4XyXC7sd56c2pMqlxvze/s1600/1000imagens.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipJlH2CtXzIExGWgjgCelqlAK1tXQBlvEVgJBwCFbIDqL_IqAhjjF42QIBxigEdjk97aFZDojyU-wdPZNGFtxZHyy2y2N0Wf3VKCO9IwjgY7n7DI4xMVqR88oO4XyXC7sd56c2pMqlxvze/s320/1000imagens.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">pra comermos juntos.</span></b>Remetenteshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04295033818597934499noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954416395158773801.post-29560823263142696192010-06-17T17:38:00.000-03:002010-06-17T17:38:07.588-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlGpcw5G2neqGCqk4768-_UHwmYAYN3DPrfQgknRSyPvyl4xU52DpwNrxdZMrkWRnkBU5uWNAS05yr9U2_lrDDESn9U5h68UKW1ztn0L7slqSlf-6Pr-tNu0EWBu7g7tQvR6etT2dpQQGU/s1600/casal+dancando+inacabado.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;">por Renata Luciana</a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlGpcw5G2neqGCqk4768-_UHwmYAYN3DPrfQgknRSyPvyl4xU52DpwNrxdZMrkWRnkBU5uWNAS05yr9U2_lrDDESn9U5h68UKW1ztn0L7slqSlf-6Pr-tNu0EWBu7g7tQvR6etT2dpQQGU/s1600/casal+dancando+inacabado.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlGpcw5G2neqGCqk4768-_UHwmYAYN3DPrfQgknRSyPvyl4xU52DpwNrxdZMrkWRnkBU5uWNAS05yr9U2_lrDDESn9U5h68UKW1ztn0L7slqSlf-6Pr-tNu0EWBu7g7tQvR6etT2dpQQGU/s320/casal+dancando+inacabado.gif" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">teu movimento</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">a saudade é um mecanismo que uso<br />
pra manter você do meu lado de dentro </div><div style="text-align: center;">e um pretexto que sempre arranjo<br />
pra sentir você do meu lado de fora</div>Remetenteshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04295033818597934499noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954416395158773801.post-19536915113789594712010-06-09T14:31:00.000-03:002010-06-09T14:31:56.372-03:00 <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Renata Luciana</span><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgThwqD5Yf1eZbByywhuZ_UMZeVh0sjEbdgtHpoaYn5YJHcaLRXvIZs-EVJVlXS04dn9zmUGyb2kPbA1wZr5akeVLEutsQc85AXuoqBYEzlIx7o-N7Bfdj2cyHNT5fhrrc8PZ3fIocLvfGI/s1600/esperando-o-trem.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgThwqD5Yf1eZbByywhuZ_UMZeVh0sjEbdgtHpoaYn5YJHcaLRXvIZs-EVJVlXS04dn9zmUGyb2kPbA1wZr5akeVLEutsQc85AXuoqBYEzlIx7o-N7Bfdj2cyHNT5fhrrc8PZ3fIocLvfGI/s320/esperando-o-trem.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Ela sempre chega</div><div style="text-align: center;">e quando vem é assim:</div><div style="text-align: center;">perfuma minhas manhãs</div><div style="text-align: center;">adorna minhas tardes</div><div style="text-align: center;">seduz minhas noites</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ela sempre chega<br />
e eu sempre espero </div><div style="text-align: center;">porque o seu querer é o meu querer</div><div style="text-align: center;">e o nosso amor é terno </div>Remetenteshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04295033818597934499noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954416395158773801.post-64825982414362037792010-06-06T18:57:00.000-03:002010-06-06T18:59:27.010-03:00Ela tem uma 'prosa' boa, além do afeto derramado em pura literatura. É o meu sussurro hoje aqui no blog <a href="http://leticiapalmeira.blogspot.com/">http://leticiapalmeira.blogspot.com/</a> (hermafroditas)Remetenteshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04295033818597934499noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954416395158773801.post-62688266213170626602010-06-05T21:29:00.000-03:002010-06-05T21:29:17.796-03:00<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">"para meu coração teu peito basta,</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">para que sejas livre, minhas asas".</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
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Ofereço-te os meus dias<br />
minhas cartas, poemas<br />
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vivo livre em ti.Remetenteshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04295033818597934499noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954416395158773801.post-8943623735075160522010-06-03T19:49:00.000-03:002010-06-03T19:49:28.142-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtI8kZX3Us-OdRAVIHaTtIPFzwJNAgvq7C8O4P1YG7QJ5I6p3ZeU53sweW7lJSMw3kXBAweGfDdAWQlyPERuoGk-wNE2vn8iNzOjNIKnIgtLVg3k8MJ8nYmHnh8dBACnOOlAlt9va2IjVQ/s1600/vitrola.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtI8kZX3Us-OdRAVIHaTtIPFzwJNAgvq7C8O4P1YG7QJ5I6p3ZeU53sweW7lJSMw3kXBAweGfDdAWQlyPERuoGk-wNE2vn8iNzOjNIKnIgtLVg3k8MJ8nYmHnh8dBACnOOlAlt9va2IjVQ/s320/vitrola.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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"(...)É muito necessário ter em vista<br />
um crédito de rosas no florista<br />
— muito mais, muito mais que na modista!—<br />
para aprazer ao grande amor.<br />
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Pois do que o grande amor quer saber mesmo<br />
é de amor, é de amor, de amor a esmo;<br />
depois, um tutuzinho com torresmo<br />
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Conta ponto saber fazer coisinhas:<br />
ovos mexidos, camarões, sopinhas,<br />
molhos, strogonoffs — comidinhas<br />
para depois do amor. <br />
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E o que há de melhor que ir pra cozinha<br />
e preparar com amor uma galinha<br />
com uma rica e gostosa farofinha,<br />
para o seu grande amor?(...)"Remetenteshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04295033818597934499noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954416395158773801.post-91725745389748368322010-05-27T19:16:00.000-03:002010-05-27T19:17:37.823-03:00Símbolos<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">por Renata Luciana</span></span><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">de um leve toque</div>adentro os seus cabelos<br />
com as pontas dos meus dedos<br />
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depois encho as mãos<br />
dos negros fios que afinam<br />
num tênue e longo afago<br />
enquanto os outros pelos<br />
se eriçam de inveja<br />
fazendo-lhe calafrios<br />
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e então desembaraçamos<br />
os nós dos desejos.Remetenteshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04295033818597934499noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954416395158773801.post-36438734831170144692010-05-26T22:00:00.000-03:002010-05-26T22:02:18.040-03:00A contração de dois aa<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_ruGwkxVAXSziiId1VMcQqRrIbA-_7Kdkcmiu5ZR9H1Jro7EkY17U-mx-9J5VpH7PR9t6kNRYeir-j9TOyPWenFgG7pIWvmqgyzaXWhw4BOdLjV97XyIaUz9OI7FJ98Htd35DfHgL7IYo/s1600/Alan+Feltus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_ruGwkxVAXSziiId1VMcQqRrIbA-_7Kdkcmiu5ZR9H1Jro7EkY17U-mx-9J5VpH7PR9t6kNRYeir-j9TOyPWenFgG7pIWvmqgyzaXWhw4BOdLjV97XyIaUz9OI7FJ98Htd35DfHgL7IYo/s320/Alan+Feltus.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">cruzei caminhos entre a saudade e a solidão</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;">no mar do esquecimento fiz morada</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;">não importa,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;">hoje você me ensinou a acentuar o amor</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;">toma-me e aquece-te</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;">é tua a minha noite mais delicada</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">[por Renata Luciana]</span></span></div>Remetenteshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04295033818597934499noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954416395158773801.post-80886312065773517532010-05-22T15:34:00.000-03:002010-05-22T15:36:37.601-03:00Poesia e prosaRibeiro Pedreira<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">O que a poesia uniu</div><div style="text-align: center;">a 'prosa' não separe</div>Remetenteshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04295033818597934499noreply@blogger.com3