tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17974248465842955842024-03-19T02:33:06.324-07:00Buscando las estrellas de tu infinito cielo......y el significado del placer...SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-29781919983285681652013-03-02T09:16:00.003-08:002013-03-02T09:32:32.070-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i><span style="color: #cc0000;">Sin mediar distancia ,ni espacio,ni tiempo</span></i><br />
<i><span style="color: #cc0000;">tu lo sabes y yo lo sé perfecto</span></i><br />
<i><span style="color: #cc0000;">que</span></i><br />
<i><span style="color: #cc0000;">en mi vida, en mi cama y en mis sueños...</span></i><br />
<i><span style="color: red;"><br /></span></i>
<i><span style="color: red;">...siempre te espero...</span></i>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-18901577295673615142012-03-30T23:23:00.000-07:002012-03-30T23:23:03.038-07:00<br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000;"> <i>...si este mundo termina</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><i> ya puede empezar</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><i> porque este día</i></span><br />
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<i> <span style="color: #cc0000;"> invento otro...contigo</span></i>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-75401646084799388562011-08-13T17:58:00.000-07:002011-08-13T18:01:30.114-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6XJ3EN9hamPsLFJo5wzuV7yeXutOdcBaunrN-M4w_DgsQXIW-JL4J8taFd1K9__J850N5F2PqG4Px79qVmNyxrjGLRuvqVVJfRZ5B6DxuUHhjZorOqk8h0epLRMgdI9ic8oPO8lwdjUo/s1600/atada.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640510423382365378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6XJ3EN9hamPsLFJo5wzuV7yeXutOdcBaunrN-M4w_DgsQXIW-JL4J8taFd1K9__J850N5F2PqG4Px79qVmNyxrjGLRuvqVVJfRZ5B6DxuUHhjZorOqk8h0epLRMgdI9ic8oPO8lwdjUo/s200/atada.jpg" /></a> <em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Atame a tí,mirame
<br />para contar tus estrellas
<br />no te <strong>duermas</strong>...quedate
<br />no te vayas...
<br />
<br />....<span style="color:#990000;">que</span> <span style="color:#990000;">quiero</span> </span><span style="color:#990000;">tenerte...</span></em>
<br />SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-10655912781520541112011-06-20T17:20:00.000-07:002011-06-22T13:17:50.172-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMnnNm4ReoO8iBIK3coR6w3yI1LyCM2b57oC36uMzwQnKn7XGQI0TpW7vGU6wDvW_zSqbfjyLXN8j23vtITdUorjI3vPDPwy00cefhgoj5Jb6Qy4i1VRL47RwYIcfHcO_BezNEvQI_rTQ/s1600/chocolate.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 113px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 113px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621138809396624610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMnnNm4ReoO8iBIK3coR6w3yI1LyCM2b57oC36uMzwQnKn7XGQI0TpW7vGU6wDvW_zSqbfjyLXN8j23vtITdUorjI3vPDPwy00cefhgoj5Jb6Qy4i1VRL47RwYIcfHcO_BezNEvQI_rTQ/s200/chocolate.bmp" /></a> <em><span style="color:#990000;">Como chocolate me derretiríía,</span></em><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">si como abeja tomaras mi nécctar</span></em><br /><span style="color:#990000;"><em>y tu aguijónn me penetrara...</em></span> <span style="color:#990000;"><em>asíí.E</em><em>nvenenando mi sangre...</em></span><br /><br /><br /><div><em><span style="color:#990000;"></span></em></div><br /><br /><div><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">...quiero ser chocolate y derretirme en tí...</span></em></div><br /><br /><div></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-55569216112112826062011-06-15T15:39:00.000-07:002011-06-15T15:52:10.679-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdqVvGrhAeygda-nN2nBTflqHV4QRy_DLYx9WO4Xp-651zPcfZ4iJ8tmdeJ5C2vNZmcwmkTmVVciD6vs8kCm4Gh0_nbMOSrtP2AMt0QEveUNVA8yFZK0L1DDslB_eWfUoWf5JUg-zG3cY/s1600/x1yu5.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 145px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618582282418386818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdqVvGrhAeygda-nN2nBTflqHV4QRy_DLYx9WO4Xp-651zPcfZ4iJ8tmdeJ5C2vNZmcwmkTmVVciD6vs8kCm4Gh0_nbMOSrtP2AMt0QEveUNVA8yFZK0L1DDslB_eWfUoWf5JUg-zG3cY/s200/x1yu5.jpg" /></a> <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjld5zDzpWh9otudK135SvsRnKiG9Xwj3MbRyEWIB2J7YA_k9XjQcWcjBFYIWp6D0O_ep1-BT0oCEZrgxCVLaAH_7J3ZKzz6m0utREK_u3kwO4txmvHY3wKQEwcUSCp0FNT_kkjQyutkmg/s1600/arreba.jpg"></a></div><br /><br /><div><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">saber como es tu piel...color...olor...sabor,lo que te gusta,lo que te eriza...si se adhiere a la míaa...hoy es el pasatiempo de mi mente<br /><br />...<span style="color:#990000;">tu </span><span style="color:#990000;">piel</span> <span style="color:#990000;">me</span> </span><span style="color:#990000;">exita</span></em></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-56751405931498479612011-05-04T22:23:00.000-07:002011-05-04T22:30:37.915-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqMSkyU6kLN2U_LW8L7KCyiypeovfK0zxMST6VmILk3oK1Y2dg3cSVaSnYl9q8IXU6GmgUhysHER9NCSsxEZ6lMX-aVsEtB6muhGxgu5amZdic0EUHkKoiJZnAdAmZfK6M_rcRl9Yaw5I/s1600/20060608232555-besoo.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 137px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 181px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603099174224982546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqMSkyU6kLN2U_LW8L7KCyiypeovfK0zxMST6VmILk3oK1Y2dg3cSVaSnYl9q8IXU6GmgUhysHER9NCSsxEZ6lMX-aVsEtB6muhGxgu5amZdic0EUHkKoiJZnAdAmZfK6M_rcRl9Yaw5I/s200/20060608232555-besoo.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">... el sueñoo de tus labios...de tus besos...<br />una y otra vez me hacen<br />regresar a tí...<br /><br /><span style="color:#990000;">aúnn</span> <span style="color:#990000;">estas</span> <span style="color:#990000;">en</span> mi deseo...<strong></strong> <span style="color:#990000;">ven</span>...a <span style="color:#990000;">mí</span>...</span></em></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-4428190306075454942010-05-31T23:24:00.000-07:002010-06-01T00:36:57.536-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFIDUoG4ITuDOjIk_yPRggVoxUoTtck1xqqcMMU6zV-zYnISRigJzJtYxS2Fx354ibFfvNKq3e-U_GQkpkUYmK2CANOmkJ9Ayuau_lYf61h6pyko1LFyM-n2PgYljjHUlluLZ64IBB33I/s1600/she.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477688609805191314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFIDUoG4ITuDOjIk_yPRggVoxUoTtck1xqqcMMU6zV-zYnISRigJzJtYxS2Fx354ibFfvNKq3e-U_GQkpkUYmK2CANOmkJ9Ayuau_lYf61h6pyko1LFyM-n2PgYljjHUlluLZ64IBB33I/s200/she.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">Y fué así como Dios creó a la mujer</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">para benefíccio de los hombres,</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">para </span><span style="color:#cc0000;">beneplácito de su virilidad</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#990000;">pero a mí,, sólo para deleite tuyo...</span></em></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-47062984907276793702010-02-22T10:15:00.000-08:002010-02-22T10:23:21.530-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihsTLpK8Ow9QGYX51-RWwK3NFUpQWOsX9qp-AJ2Ic5sHogdpjXm9l9dchUGs5hzCu2_R2drxbKb8gNKKef94O1LJHrYvkBfH-wTbHp9bQqtRO9LAWVIn7VJdexIhG8jRnY-bDkSFmu4xA/s1600-h/mujer.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 142px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441134474983789458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihsTLpK8Ow9QGYX51-RWwK3NFUpQWOsX9qp-AJ2Ic5sHogdpjXm9l9dchUGs5hzCu2_R2drxbKb8gNKKef94O1LJHrYvkBfH-wTbHp9bQqtRO9LAWVIn7VJdexIhG8jRnY-bDkSFmu4xA/s200/mujer.jpg" /></a> <div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div></div><div><em><span style="color:#990000;">Eres pasiónn, eres amor, eres belleza, has tocado mis fibras con tu arte ... me has hecho estremecer .Soy quien esperas? No lo sé...</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">...pero lo deseo...</span></em></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-86278443040878003352009-10-06T15:27:00.000-07:002010-01-29T12:00:36.785-08:00<p align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYH48xZ0HO0uk1RcorcI13xeTJzGE8Frs00P8xo_9iipg48-Twwcv4_KtBnrTcafVXJoLEyeTdZaO6mmY9A0LxgMyk9da-rQrr66yQmJtYgX0AoL0mokbXGnkZM595I1XIBpDMJZ_AMCM/s1600-h/deseo.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 123px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389618491174042354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYH48xZ0HO0uk1RcorcI13xeTJzGE8Frs00P8xo_9iipg48-Twwcv4_KtBnrTcafVXJoLEyeTdZaO6mmY9A0LxgMyk9da-rQrr66yQmJtYgX0AoL0mokbXGnkZM595I1XIBpDMJZ_AMCM/s320/deseo.jpg" /></a></p><div align="justify"><em><span style="color:#990000;">Me pregunto que es placer? es èsste intenso estremecimiento</span></em></div><div align="justify"><em><span style="color:#990000;">que me recorre cuando pienso tu nombre? que es placer? recrearme en</span></em></div><div align="justify"><em><span style="color:#990000;">tus ojos ,estirar hacia tì mi cuerpo? No sè que es exàcctamente placer</span></em></div><div align="justify"><em><span style="color:#990000;">pero sin duda alguna disfruto...</span></em></div><br /><em><span style="color:#990000;">... imaginar tus besos...</span></em>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-49818310945732128432009-09-29T11:25:00.000-07:002009-09-29T11:33:32.827-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4Arz7tc3VRXTNAy_9C3QWcrbtHjKcYfFBJaOr_NJQRYV3H4PHa4D3zJuPIwYqbvze-qKH_vy5An843wsGpszTwNPHcdj-jJfpDWX5KvOvUb8B3wwlVsL2neSKpTtsQNEFiNjmoOmQc8o/s1600-h/909liou.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386958643656518146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4Arz7tc3VRXTNAy_9C3QWcrbtHjKcYfFBJaOr_NJQRYV3H4PHa4D3zJuPIwYqbvze-qKH_vy5An843wsGpszTwNPHcdj-jJfpDWX5KvOvUb8B3wwlVsL2neSKpTtsQNEFiNjmoOmQc8o/s200/909liou.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="justify"><span style="color:#990000;"><em> Cuando llegas brillan mis estrellas .Cuando sè que llegas, son tus ojos lo primero que busco, lo primero que quiero y despuès tus palabras,me ilusiona que me busques<br /></em></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="color:#990000;"><em>... porque en tu mirada me pierdo</em></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#990000;"><em>cuando quiero encontrarme</em></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="color:#990000;"><em></em></span></div><br /><div align="justify"><span style="color:#990000;"><em></em></span></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-21222400028433865742009-09-22T16:14:00.000-07:002009-09-22T16:18:56.037-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8UgJurIyxZ0DEcdT7UwZy6x8xqFeBxLComevLilWgG7z_WHD1omFuFpG4JSJTufF3F3BUaLj8VyDZkjUeZQfwYbA73HTrfWBUWINNpI95NGSp0kx1IopKODpM2dokHuvAGyW32MxZjhA/s1600-h/abrazandote1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384435081631461954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8UgJurIyxZ0DEcdT7UwZy6x8xqFeBxLComevLilWgG7z_WHD1omFuFpG4JSJTufF3F3BUaLj8VyDZkjUeZQfwYbA73HTrfWBUWINNpI95NGSp0kx1IopKODpM2dokHuvAGyW32MxZjhA/s200/abrazandote1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Hoy has vivido en mi dìa, mi despertar y mi alimento , hoy has sido mi pañuelo,</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">mi abrigo y los pies con que camino.</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#cc0000;"> ... Hoy has sido mìo...</span></em></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-68709244518075903672009-09-09T18:13:00.000-07:002009-09-09T18:15:52.816-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQmHM2dmC6fBYp7zdMapBq1FV44i2sQJd6Cy9wv2vOVTeix5fC_CFQUGaUZYDFMrMMq0igseiEubybqUZ8FyQThwHb7w6x5rNLBAK9Y-LqDsv44z70kKRldMMOVrfgrGsdu6xGxkVyX08/s1600-h/tus+manos.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379641071297761730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQmHM2dmC6fBYp7zdMapBq1FV44i2sQJd6Cy9wv2vOVTeix5fC_CFQUGaUZYDFMrMMq0igseiEubybqUZ8FyQThwHb7w6x5rNLBAK9Y-LqDsv44z70kKRldMMOVrfgrGsdu6xGxkVyX08/s200/tus+manos.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div><em><span style="color:#990000;">...sè que me sientes, me sueñas, en tu mente me liberas y dejas que el encanto de la imaginaciòn nos hile...nos una... nos ate</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#990000;">... me das vida en tu cuerpo</span></em></div><div> </div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-76635166804096370732009-09-07T10:34:00.000-07:002009-09-08T17:50:46.217-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2I-txvJEqzA8Lxc5T2bvilqyiX65Ym0uhiuy1c5S3r84LUwix9lLXsQsGvr2UF-FaGQJe2Y3Bi29_QlC7xuZ8QjFuWGKY4he9hCIrnyGvHlBNw6kp1DJfGOcrFDtHI6qpXJ2zUrJnWGo/s1600-h/yo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379263633940301058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2I-txvJEqzA8Lxc5T2bvilqyiX65Ym0uhiuy1c5S3r84LUwix9lLXsQsGvr2UF-FaGQJe2Y3Bi29_QlC7xuZ8QjFuWGKY4he9hCIrnyGvHlBNw6kp1DJfGOcrFDtHI6qpXJ2zUrJnWGo/s200/yo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><span style="color:#990000;"><em>...brisa, refugio,caricia escondida,un beso tibio ...y mi corazòn ....Que te susurra suave al oìdo un : te quieroooo</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#990000;"><em>soy yo... que te tengo en mis sueños</em></span></div><div> </div><div><em><span style="color:#990000;">·</span></em></div></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-53525359276858070132009-08-28T08:45:00.000-07:002009-08-28T08:52:51.280-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil_OqvdYQeNj5dzc60TkIzySWpiXwIVZkjAi97_x_MoKeK-y8-MkY9DWJ4snNnvGC03okCv23qTUDtc8qd64HZe6Sbjyoyc6MBfHSiWBNbLHySiBMlpAD6ARAzWul_lyC7TU_ZUyDDfIQ/s1600-h/roce.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375041945934762178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil_OqvdYQeNj5dzc60TkIzySWpiXwIVZkjAi97_x_MoKeK-y8-MkY9DWJ4snNnvGC03okCv23qTUDtc8qd64HZe6Sbjyoyc6MBfHSiWBNbLHySiBMlpAD6ARAzWul_lyC7TU_ZUyDDfIQ/s200/roce.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><em><span style="color:#990000;">...tu placer es mi delicia, tu sentir y tus conceptos </span></em><em><span style="color:#990000;">sin mundana hipocresìa.</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#990000;">Quiero sentirte gemir... </span></em><em><span style="color:#990000;">quiero sentirte sonreir </span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#990000;">,,,porque tu placer</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#990000;">·</span></em></div></div><div><em><span style="color:#990000;">... es mi dicha</span></em></div><div><em></em></div><div>·</div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-86313180401671932162009-08-24T10:51:00.000-07:002009-08-24T11:03:06.481-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilfMFq49Yk8mwGpBPo5kbW3CbBAeTqK1yX5gWxiJS2QWRmP2ElP651O4P39ZdmT2gozwJRNn-8A4Nj9S4r-zs87zs_XYOMw5BaS0aHdNVKVXRBA70Py8yeclBRezECIRUwvddiBhtpm64/s1600-h/mis+labios.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373592040011600674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilfMFq49Yk8mwGpBPo5kbW3CbBAeTqK1yX5gWxiJS2QWRmP2ElP651O4P39ZdmT2gozwJRNn-8A4Nj9S4r-zs87zs_XYOMw5BaS0aHdNVKVXRBA70Py8yeclBRezECIRUwvddiBhtpm64/s320/mis+labios.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#993300;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#993300;">enseñame el camino ...para navegarte entero</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#993300;">entregame la llave que descubre tus misterios </span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#993300;">y sè mi secreto, sì,</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#993300;">sè mi secreto</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#993300;">el dueño de mis sueños ...</span></em></div><div> </div><div><em><span style="color:#993300;"></span></em></div><div></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-45086912906817238252009-08-20T11:28:00.000-07:002009-08-20T22:31:54.156-07:00<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2nge1fqU_DwdvQrnJPxujhh4h4ldqUI1IOl2WlgBW27Z1GPUSHLzIS_oMVdIQFG0LE1pMhSjoCTsJwu9O1b7clPI58DL37fHS7IlV15gC9B3a1ozE2HZX6jvjyxcVVD_hYalEuVL6QYg/s1600-h/manos000.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372115225710558210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2nge1fqU_DwdvQrnJPxujhh4h4ldqUI1IOl2WlgBW27Z1GPUSHLzIS_oMVdIQFG0LE1pMhSjoCTsJwu9O1b7clPI58DL37fHS7IlV15gC9B3a1ozE2HZX6jvjyxcVVD_hYalEuVL6QYg/s200/manos000.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#990000;">sabes donde està mi placer?, sabes donde mis ganas ?</span></em><em><span style="color:#990000;">tu de èsta mujer, conoces màs que sus palabras .N</span></em><em><span style="color:#990000;">ecesito tus dones divinos... te necesito</span></em></div><br /><em><span style="color:#990000;">... profundo e infinito...</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#990000;"></span></em></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-49579209059586299292009-08-19T09:29:00.000-07:002009-08-19T09:36:54.947-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyGgX6ERKDmTp5QTq6dwQm_1UcPt5E6LRs4P5lOCnphpcokFGu-nyKBwyKdy0RJ7Q377NQ3t5yIpP_g2kOPZkbrIfJdyKZFQCpbMwXh0lvvuLNndyrcQXNHFo1BVXwluna4KOkzZyh4s0/s1600-h/ballet+nal.+de+cuba.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371714241850137586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyGgX6ERKDmTp5QTq6dwQm_1UcPt5E6LRs4P5lOCnphpcokFGu-nyKBwyKdy0RJ7Q377NQ3t5yIpP_g2kOPZkbrIfJdyKZFQCpbMwXh0lvvuLNndyrcQXNHFo1BVXwluna4KOkzZyh4s0/s200/ballet+nal.+de+cuba.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div><em><span style="color:#990000;">cada dìa de vuelo , me mezclo màs en tu brisa... y mi olor nìtido</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#990000;">revolotea en tu camisa... sienteme... por tu amor...sienteme !...</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#990000;">porquè sabes que todo lo mìo</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#990000;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#990000;">...es tuyo...</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#990000;"></span></em></div><div></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-63763944470209318922009-08-06T11:20:00.000-07:002009-08-11T11:11:34.609-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2jLY31brnQ5qmUK9q9u5mCeZE-weUbm0t-cxTfxaIdxZpyrjCN2zg-RvB3Wy1Vu7eNhKq_VySYhIc2kL3UvRCh0A8trJGpuRJKUOsi03sYNCmbPvESVS_l7h1Lk0KPjm9zHDfXfnR3mg/s1600-h/tocarte.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368770334402020370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2jLY31brnQ5qmUK9q9u5mCeZE-weUbm0t-cxTfxaIdxZpyrjCN2zg-RvB3Wy1Vu7eNhKq_VySYhIc2kL3UvRCh0A8trJGpuRJKUOsi03sYNCmbPvESVS_l7h1Lk0KPjm9zHDfXfnR3mg/s200/tocarte.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div><div><div><em><span style="color:#990000;">Te toco...en suave roce... con lo que tu me pides</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#990000;">con el pensamiento,con la palabra</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#990000;">con las manos, con los pies,</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#990000;">con los besos,con la lengua ...te toco</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#990000;">por estremecerte...</span></em></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div></div></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-85359299742420591362009-07-29T00:05:00.000-07:002009-08-11T10:29:47.632-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhExGbBeoFeVlCY8DwlMJjv7mLx8z-AeToHOQNV86suUrF551Bce5yBddCjSlSeCO2hpmpA_XzyAdWsI6_JEZQK0mXCfhMD59iyJzAjP0FsLXrzUMcFsD1Ip-4wYJHJ_Uz3TpSX7oslq5o/s1600-h/TU+CUERPO.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368759644241205970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 118px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhExGbBeoFeVlCY8DwlMJjv7mLx8z-AeToHOQNV86suUrF551Bce5yBddCjSlSeCO2hpmpA_XzyAdWsI6_JEZQK0mXCfhMD59iyJzAjP0FsLXrzUMcFsD1Ip-4wYJHJ_Uz3TpSX7oslq5o/s320/TU+CUERPO.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><div><div><div>Llega la noche y èsta</div><div>sensaciòn conocida</div><div>invade mi piel</div><div>èste deseo intenso que</div><div>me dà placer...</div><br /><div>... tù... y no quiero que amanezca...<br /></div><br /><div></div></div></div></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-51673927464169619762009-07-04T17:02:00.001-07:002009-07-10T21:14:18.450-07:00<p align="left"> </p><p align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr9lY1GHOZoR2LVfI2D6HYsTFHIrB4yBZMMIaSAop2fRyWmhDDo_Pfazl2zuplX5oHh_keSBoz7Ix25wEpjwohH4T2eOMHhvSRqdqQ8xKHze4lM2K6DPaB02wqgFiEsiLz2XCxjrJZrV8/s1600-h/labios0'0.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357050856322124594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr9lY1GHOZoR2LVfI2D6HYsTFHIrB4yBZMMIaSAop2fRyWmhDDo_Pfazl2zuplX5oHh_keSBoz7Ix25wEpjwohH4T2eOMHhvSRqdqQ8xKHze4lM2K6DPaB02wqgFiEsiLz2XCxjrJZrV8/s200/labios0'0.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#990000;">Y si te como a besos?</span><br /><span style="color:#990000;">... desnuda en la cama ,</span><br /><span style="color:#990000;">me despertè con esta pregunta</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#990000;">... en la punta de la boca...</span><br /></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-6550449082512358452009-06-06T20:16:00.000-07:002009-07-24T22:01:52.427-07:00<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344420127468021682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3WfetdQpbizdWVyHCj_quVIjelUod8MW189MNbX_NKUUKV7OdyHnWFyE-vXLeopaBa8wRbXdah3Ou9upQB6wIKjuwLUM4NXqyMdtY0ZazO6urI3EsVmguOaec-10QcjhcwMLwsw53rYY/s320/a+obscuras.bmp" border="0" /><br /><div></div><div><em><span style="color:#990000;">...tan sigiliosamente como lleguè, quiero seguir,susurrandote al oìdo</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#990000;">lo mucho que me gustas... </span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#990000;">me impactas, me impresionas, </span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#990000;"></span></em> </div><div><em><span style="color:#990000;">...me erizas</span></em></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-8937677025400014052009-04-14T00:29:00.000-07:002009-07-29T00:38:38.018-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDHZMcSgEyYpkeWZrz6CYKx393tuti0hwnuHRBu-LprwGNnKJe1usxXe75-acunGM6RDNWs25xb1PwyFoBqYOLGx_sMUIuCE3955sxEyhetBaTEcr4W71Tg0t5gXSEOq7Ave7vgeDDA6s/s1600-h/ballet+danzatte.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363783081278817666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDHZMcSgEyYpkeWZrz6CYKx393tuti0hwnuHRBu-LprwGNnKJe1usxXe75-acunGM6RDNWs25xb1PwyFoBqYOLGx_sMUIuCE3955sxEyhetBaTEcr4W71Tg0t5gXSEOq7Ave7vgeDDA6s/s200/ballet+danzatte.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><span style="color:#990000;"><em>Me ataste a tu mirada, a ese ritmo</em></span></div><div><em><span style="color:#990000;">raro que me arrastra a tu locura</span></em></div><div><span style="color:#990000;"><em>atestiguar el momento</em></span></div><div><span style="color:#990000;"><em>en que te incrustaste</em></span></div><div><span style="color:#990000;"><em>en mi danza </em></span></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#990000;"> ..</span></em><em><span style="color:#990000;">me dejaste muda...</span></em><br /></div><div> </div></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-23451397918295425422009-04-02T00:22:00.000-07:002009-07-29T00:35:56.169-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDks3GHul7eguZMxaR44tsfP0Opi1oVLl7IKX3eNB2bLZf8NGMORqJdSt3bcpraV4l6u6xSbdzO8FAmm8ydgk3myeVLt1-vnM5LEmD7UrDLelzyr8HlK265GlazfFOBdpWh89xKX3Vyco/s1600-h/pensandote.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363782411435355842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDks3GHul7eguZMxaR44tsfP0Opi1oVLl7IKX3eNB2bLZf8NGMORqJdSt3bcpraV4l6u6xSbdzO8FAmm8ydgk3myeVLt1-vnM5LEmD7UrDLelzyr8HlK265GlazfFOBdpWh89xKX3Vyco/s200/pensandote.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><div align="left"><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Sòlo yo sè</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-size:85%;">de donde brotas</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-size:85%;">manantial de deseo</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-size:85%;">huele a tì ...</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-size:85%;">siento tu presencia</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-size:85%;">te escucho respirar </span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-size:85%;">suave</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-size:85%;">estas aquì</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-size:85%;">inmovil</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-size:85%;">esperando la caricia </span></em></div><br /><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;">un suspiro te delata...</span></em></div><div align="center"> </div></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-79564940179580564052009-04-02T00:10:00.001-07:002009-04-14T16:20:06.530-07:00Soledad...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG-cjYDNqotld0fBL7NyDNNRztKPAXx9S8o7tPMATS97swuz-s2oFO99n4FChCtN9Jiklh-t2g63V2P-ol_cHICE7KMFPrOUgyfLGQgH7PzWKiDwzOuDN3JERVser0lYApbvEvc3ztB_E/s1600-h/balletribal.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320360055647378754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG-cjYDNqotld0fBL7NyDNNRztKPAXx9S8o7tPMATS97swuz-s2oFO99n4FChCtN9Jiklh-t2g63V2P-ol_cHICE7KMFPrOUgyfLGQgH7PzWKiDwzOuDN3JERVser0lYApbvEvc3ztB_E/s200/balletribal.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;">No la conozco, porquè en</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;">mi mente, corazòn y cuerpo</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;">·</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;">anidas tù...</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"></span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"></span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"></span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"></span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"></span></em></div><div align="center"></div></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-31209597493659457652009-04-01T23:54:00.000-07:002009-08-20T11:37:04.185-07:00Quiero buscarte...<p align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNwMESDj6YCXEDFkBSwzhyIsDqdj620-0B2kl873uI2xgd4_2nFQKUbSzsYBL0fAiT9RAnd70Ki7XDDgBM_UgNIb0wvNJOKGumb3NmOuXnbFw7KwnOOI1gSG46UtI34xJ6Vxmru-WqUY4/s1600-h/20070804002206-20060420192731-despertar.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319984519014104866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNwMESDj6YCXEDFkBSwzhyIsDqdj620-0B2kl873uI2xgd4_2nFQKUbSzsYBL0fAiT9RAnd70Ki7XDDgBM_UgNIb0wvNJOKGumb3NmOuXnbFw7KwnOOI1gSG46UtI34xJ6Vxmru-WqUY4/s200/20070804002206-20060420192731-despertar.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p><span style="color:#990000;"><em><span style="font-size:85%;">... encontrarte y seguirte ,asì...</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">desnudo,pleno ,tal cual </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">con tus cicatrices</span></em></span></p><p><span style="color:#990000;"> ...<em><span style="font-size:85%;">con tu verdad...</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></em></span><br /></p><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"></span></em>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.com