tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17974248465842955842011-10-28T19:51:24.904-07:00...y el significado del placer...SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.comBlogger231100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-75401646084799388562011-08-13T17:58:00.000-07:002011-08-13T18:01:30.114-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zm75dirqdTM/TkceWGmYFMI/AAAAAAAABtQ/or78h6D9-9A/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="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zm75dirqdTM/TkceWGmYFMI/AAAAAAAABtQ/or78h6D9-9A/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 /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797424846584295584-7540164608479938856?l=buscandolasestrellasdetuinfinitocielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-10655912781520541112011-06-20T17:20:00.000-07:002011-06-22T13:17:50.172-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c7xZHNL1wZQ/TgJL9w8_fOI/AAAAAAAABsw/xAozYfetKsc/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="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c7xZHNL1wZQ/TgJL9w8_fOI/AAAAAAAABsw/xAozYfetKsc/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797424846584295584-1065591278152054111?l=buscandolasestrellasdetuinfinitocielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-55569216112112826062011-06-15T15:39:00.000-07:002011-06-15T15:52:10.679-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rDSo3xxIJY0/Tfk20TzZ94I/AAAAAAAABsg/LBG9ORnY1YY/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="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rDSo3xxIJY0/Tfk20TzZ94I/AAAAAAAABsg/LBG9ORnY1YY/s200/x1yu5.jpg" /></a> <br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CDQdrREGPmA/Tfk2M_88ZjI/AAAAAAAABsY/bfb5gjhbJaE/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797424846584295584-5556921611211282606?l=buscandolasestrellasdetuinfinitocielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-56751405931498479612011-05-04T22:23:00.000-07:002011-05-04T22:30:37.915-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EDLnt6SM4cs/TcI1AzD28hI/AAAAAAAABrs/ziNqsBp_EAE/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="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EDLnt6SM4cs/TcI1AzD28hI/AAAAAAAABrs/ziNqsBp_EAE/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797424846584295584-5675140593149847961?l=buscandolasestrellasdetuinfinitocielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-4428190306075454942010-05-31T23:24:00.000-07:002010-06-01T00:36:57.536-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/TASoxMGkSJI/AAAAAAAABpo/ppWNgZNuDAw/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="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/TASoxMGkSJI/AAAAAAAABpo/ppWNgZNuDAw/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797424846584295584-442819030607545494?l=buscandolasestrellasdetuinfinitocielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-47062984907276793702010-02-22T10:15:00.000-08:002010-02-22T10:23:21.530-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/S4LK-gSKU5I/AAAAAAAABow/nIRquqGA8X4/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="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/S4LK-gSKU5I/AAAAAAAABow/nIRquqGA8X4/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797424846584295584-4706298490727679370?l=buscandolasestrellasdetuinfinitocielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.com4tag: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="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/SsvFdllOOvI/AAAAAAAABmQ/YYXXjs6YI1g/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="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/SsvFdllOOvI/AAAAAAAABmQ/YYXXjs6YI1g/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797424846584295584-8627844304087800335?l=buscandolasestrellasdetuinfinitocielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-49818310945732128432009-09-29T11:25:00.000-07:002009-09-29T11:33:32.827-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/SsJSWFbd6gI/AAAAAAAABlY/-bLqutXjOzs/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="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/SsJSWFbd6gI/AAAAAAAABlY/-bLqutXjOzs/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797424846584295584-4981831094573212843?l=buscandolasestrellasdetuinfinitocielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-21222400028433865742009-09-22T16:14:00.000-07:002009-09-22T16:18:56.037-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/SrlbLcTLckI/AAAAAAAABlQ/ux3Jw5xWx2U/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="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/SrlbLcTLckI/AAAAAAAABlQ/ux3Jw5xWx2U/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797424846584295584-2122240002843386574?l=buscandolasestrellasdetuinfinitocielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-68709244518075903672009-09-09T18:13:00.000-07:002009-09-09T18:15:52.816-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/SqhTDUHOEcI/AAAAAAAABkw/qeqjzl8Ooa4/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="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/SqhTDUHOEcI/AAAAAAAABkw/qeqjzl8Ooa4/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797424846584295584-6870924451807590367?l=buscandolasestrellasdetuinfinitocielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-76635166804096370732009-09-07T10:34:00.000-07:002009-09-08T17:50:46.217-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/Sqb7xkYwRQI/AAAAAAAABko/PDUXEDVLfKw/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="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/Sqb7xkYwRQI/AAAAAAAABko/PDUXEDVLfKw/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797424846584295584-7663516680409637073?l=buscandolasestrellasdetuinfinitocielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-53525359276858070132009-08-28T08:45:00.000-07:002009-08-28T08:52:51.280-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/Spf8K_BEEMI/AAAAAAAABj4/s5XVyH_sxis/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="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/Spf8K_BEEMI/AAAAAAAABj4/s5XVyH_sxis/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797424846584295584-5352535927685807013?l=buscandolasestrellasdetuinfinitocielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-86313180401671932162009-08-24T10:51:00.000-07:002009-08-24T11:03:06.481-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/SpLVfWjCEyI/AAAAAAAABjA/Dj-BdgAkbGk/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="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/SpLVfWjCEyI/AAAAAAAABjA/Dj-BdgAkbGk/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797424846584295584-8631318040167193216?l=buscandolasestrellasdetuinfinitocielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.com4tag: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="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/So2WVcjx_AI/AAAAAAAABig/5h2Q8WkEXe8/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="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/So2WVcjx_AI/AAAAAAAABig/5h2Q8WkEXe8/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797424846584295584-4508691290681723825?l=buscandolasestrellasdetuinfinitocielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-49579209059586299292009-08-19T09:29:00.000-07:002009-08-19T09:36:54.947-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/SowppHRiW_I/AAAAAAAABiY/FTi-X7_mpRY/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="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/SowppHRiW_I/AAAAAAAABiY/FTi-X7_mpRY/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797424846584295584-4957920905958629929?l=buscandolasestrellasdetuinfinitocielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-63763944470209318922009-08-06T11:20:00.000-07:002009-08-11T11:11:34.609-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/SoG0LJawBBI/AAAAAAAABiI/ubq9sf8jZJM/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="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/SoG0LJawBBI/AAAAAAAABiI/ubq9sf8jZJM/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797424846584295584-6376394447020931892?l=buscandolasestrellasdetuinfinitocielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-85359299742420591362009-07-29T00:05:00.000-07:002009-08-11T10:29:47.632-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/SoGqc5dzGtI/AAAAAAAABiA/VnChhSrqtjY/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="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/SoGqc5dzGtI/AAAAAAAABiA/VnChhSrqtjY/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797424846584295584-8535929974242059136?l=buscandolasestrellasdetuinfinitocielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.com1tag: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="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/SlgRXvbISzI/AAAAAAAABfo/1o-Uqnrz6YM/s1600-h/labios0%270.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="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/SlgRXvbISzI/AAAAAAAABfo/1o-Uqnrz6YM/s200/labios0%270.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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797424846584295584-5167392746416961976?l=buscandolasestrellasdetuinfinitocielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.com8tag: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="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/Sisxyjwt57I/AAAAAAAABeg/cD9z6eGeEL0/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797424846584295584-655044908251235845?l=buscandolasestrellasdetuinfinitocielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-8937677025400014052009-04-14T00:29:00.000-07:002009-07-29T00:38:38.018-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/Sm_8SzvfxYI/AAAAAAAABgw/MBl2PEuDnkc/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="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/Sm_8SzvfxYI/AAAAAAAABgw/MBl2PEuDnkc/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797424846584295584-893767702540001405?l=buscandolasestrellasdetuinfinitocielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-23451397918295425422009-04-02T00:22:00.000-07:002009-07-29T00:35:56.169-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/Sm_7r0YXrsI/AAAAAAAABgo/OUxBxIxUqGk/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="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/Sm_7r0YXrsI/AAAAAAAABgo/OUxBxIxUqGk/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797424846584295584-2345139791829542542?l=buscandolasestrellasdetuinfinitocielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-79564940179580564052009-04-02T00:10:00.001-07:002009-04-14T16:20:06.530-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/SdW3SDoKHUI/AAAAAAAABao/W0QWNXrFYGE/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="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/SdW3SDoKHUI/AAAAAAAABao/W0QWNXrFYGE/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797424846584295584-7956494017958056405?l=buscandolasestrellasdetuinfinitocielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1797424846584295584.post-31209597493659457652009-04-01T23:54:00.000-07:002009-08-20T11:37:04.185-07:00<p align="left"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/SdRhu8ppvyI/AAAAAAAABaM/HDO9YqDURQU/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="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zKPkK-dXPyM/SdRhu8ppvyI/AAAAAAAABaM/HDO9YqDURQU/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1797424846584295584-3120959749365945765?l=buscandolasestrellasdetuinfinitocielo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>SHEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00708717135448097888noreply@blogger.com1