tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30331286505858458792024-03-13T13:37:40.388-07:00Feelings..··¤(`×[¤ Butterfly ¤]×´)¤··http://www.blogger.com/profile/15154711351612596559noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033128650585845879.post-5217146421425676622010-01-01T21:21:00.000-08:002010-01-01T21:44:31.721-08:00Only you<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDh_KFvYFbdIDSKqQo-n81vvXAF1SXOEMVXb05BH-JdMzZwglgL3SC3Gesnb-o9IHDyjt4uBTQS5d9Bi_N2xtehHydx5JpCN7LJz_H1cz6yHLIAM5qbiBXeYb3ldmq07HXFEeM-CF9UD4/s1600-h/mami.jpg"><span style="color:#000000;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422013667447787250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDh_KFvYFbdIDSKqQo-n81vvXAF1SXOEMVXb05BH-JdMzZwglgL3SC3Gesnb-o9IHDyjt4uBTQS5d9Bi_N2xtehHydx5JpCN7LJz_H1cz6yHLIAM5qbiBXeYb3ldmq07HXFEeM-CF9UD4/s400/mami.jpg" /></span></a><span style="color:#000000;"><br /></span><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffffff;">Tu mi corazon y mi vida</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffffff;">solo tu estas ahi cuando</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffffff;">nadie esta presente en</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffffff;">mi soledad, tu corazon</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffffff;">de mi vida q mantienes</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffffff;">el calor de mi cuerpo </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffffff;">con tus abrazos y </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffffff;">animas el reloj de mi</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffffff;">vida..tu mi vida</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffffff;">siempre tu y solo </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffffff;">tu.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span> </div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ffffff;">Para mi Corazon q es la vida de mi alma..para ti mami.</span></em></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span> </div>··¤(`×[¤ Butterfly ¤]×´)¤··http://www.blogger.com/profile/15154711351612596559noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033128650585845879.post-23780938975706049882010-01-01T21:05:00.000-08:002010-01-01T21:18:50.928-08:00"Te deseo que ames"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQv_2pN7XBQ-jgYM2_3U5SE-_WpkzN3RA_bmn6qMPT1EyuVFi0FWRAlZffC2_II3dknmwQkTh6j6JkfhaVpssrk32WcsV1PzXJTKD43vn6T7qo7UxKWL0wHj3_CkwpFfYtvUnIrcGNto0/s1600-h/flickr2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422007001752637362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQv_2pN7XBQ-jgYM2_3U5SE-_WpkzN3RA_bmn6qMPT1EyuVFi0FWRAlZffC2_II3dknmwQkTh6j6JkfhaVpssrk32WcsV1PzXJTKD43vn6T7qo7UxKWL0wHj3_CkwpFfYtvUnIrcGNto0/s320/flickr2.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663300;"><strong>Te deseo q ames aunque no me ames a mi y cada vez que recuerde tu nombre</strong></span></em></div><br /><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663300;"><strong>te daré una sonrisa para darte una bienvenida en algún futuro o tal vez en otra </strong></span></em></div><br /><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663300;"><strong>vida donde todo sea diferente, donde pueda cambiar el dolor del pasado por </strong></span></em></div><br /><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663300;"><strong>muchas risas y curar esas heridad q se marcan en el alma para lastimar y culpar</strong></span></em></div><br /><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663300;"><strong>un pasado inocente.</strong></span></em></div><br /><div align="left"><strong><span style="color:#663300;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="left"><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#663300;"><strong>Palabras escritas por Hilda Victoria G. /Butterfly</strong></span></em></div>··¤(`×[¤ Butterfly ¤]×´)¤··http://www.blogger.com/profile/15154711351612596559noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033128650585845879.post-29712348125979791482010-01-01T20:26:00.000-08:002010-01-01T21:46:26.924-08:00"El Cuarto"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIjiiPGjQuymbVhBF9a_SywS-HOEV9ey1S67M_jdrmT8OXoNbVV3HH9ZQSdbwtUCHqlLzpr1cQjnB3wa-TDc6pVw85sFinJPZfXBDS1ziFZkV331B-iAxcD1I2eV_Hkam_PUaToKeL54Q/s1600-h/flickr1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 395px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421998293977923346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIjiiPGjQuymbVhBF9a_SywS-HOEV9ey1S67M_jdrmT8OXoNbVV3HH9ZQSdbwtUCHqlLzpr1cQjnB3wa-TDc6pVw85sFinJPZfXBDS1ziFZkV331B-iAxcD1I2eV_Hkam_PUaToKeL54Q/s400/flickr1.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">Oscuro cuarto de estas cuatro paredes </span></em></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">en este cuarto dia de esta noche oscura</span></em></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">me has dejado con la lagrima en este cuarto</span></em></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">q me conoce más q tu a mi y solo es testigo </span></em></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">de lo mucho q sufri por un fantasma sin vida</span></em></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">hubo noches q quize buscarte y hubo dias q </span></em></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">solo dormi de tanto buscarte y no encontrar,</span></em></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">de pensarte y no sentirte de soñarte y no </span></em></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">tenerte para q al final encontrarte y solo</span></em></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">perderte.</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><em></em></div>··¤(`×[¤ Butterfly ¤]×´)¤··http://www.blogger.com/profile/15154711351612596559noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033128650585845879.post-24580683298929570832010-01-01T20:12:00.000-08:002010-01-01T20:26:04.003-08:00"Una vez..alguna vez"<div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Una vez llegue a pensar q podias amar a alguien</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;">q no fuera tu mismo yo...y me dije a mi misma</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;">q nunca te dejaria caer pero me equivoque </span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;">y perdi mis pensamientos en tus mentiras </span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;">y sobre todo en tu ironia.</span></em></div>··¤(`×[¤ Butterfly ¤]×´)¤··http://www.blogger.com/profile/15154711351612596559noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033128650585845879.post-36344624257681385612009-10-14T09:10:00.000-07:002009-10-14T09:14:32.464-07:00Otoño<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMmZys-gvjFK7LOaCU8XjxcOxP8D6F6WPUmcM0PIdPBnqEn3SiGbiSW5fTV9tFm_Qowq3GFta1I7d8SNb3mOGUb2toKoAe162HH_K0w_1XWB7XVHxUflajx3RKXDT05xQnQSEwhhA_5NU/s1600-h/DSC00299.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 393px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMmZys-gvjFK7LOaCU8XjxcOxP8D6F6WPUmcM0PIdPBnqEn3SiGbiSW5fTV9tFm_Qowq3GFta1I7d8SNb3mOGUb2toKoAe162HH_K0w_1XWB7XVHxUflajx3RKXDT05xQnQSEwhhA_5NU/s400/DSC00299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392489039508351650" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:78%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">Ese día quise alejarte de mi mente y ya lo había intentado </span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:78%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">desde el día q todo termino entre los dos, un MAYO frió </span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:78%;" >q congelaba mi cuerpo y mi alma aturdida por mi amor,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:78%;" >por mi alma, por mis recuerdo que solo me recordaban</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:78%;" >lo mucho q te amo y lo mucho q te ame en mi mente</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:78%;" >equivocada.</span></div>··¤(`×[¤ Butterfly ¤]×´)¤··http://www.blogger.com/profile/15154711351612596559noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033128650585845879.post-10132612576549412042008-07-12T14:07:00.000-07:002009-10-13T15:28:33.395-07:00" De noche"<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFwg92NrBUU0XZdO_js4jiN167IiH7zFEAy3zr7k4B6vhsNnCP_6J8_SJU0p7tjZRF2o-dl0u60hXTUF-tjKHqFlPYzthLVDK2kjX_aqUI3Qeqmks8Vz3kNcTzI_9c4w_ID3th1TZ7aSQ/s1600-h/SG1L8335.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFwg92NrBUU0XZdO_js4jiN167IiH7zFEAy3zr7k4B6vhsNnCP_6J8_SJU0p7tjZRF2o-dl0u60hXTUF-tjKHqFlPYzthLVDK2kjX_aqUI3Qeqmks8Vz3kNcTzI_9c4w_ID3th1TZ7aSQ/s400/SG1L8335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222238514804564066" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" > ♥ De noche mi cuerpo no encuentra descanso<br /> </span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" >pasaron los días y aún sigo llorando</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" >recordando<br /> el momento que te he suplicado</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" >con el corazón<br /> </span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" >en la mano odiando </span> <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" >los días que te he lastimado<br /> y </span> <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" >sintiendo amor por los días que </span> <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" >me has amado <br /> regalando rosas </span> <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" >a mis sueños y besos a mis labios.♥</span></span><br /> <br /> <span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial;">Hilda Victorsia G./ Butterfly</span></span><br /></div>··¤(`×[¤ Butterfly ¤]×´)¤··http://www.blogger.com/profile/15154711351612596559noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033128650585845879.post-8251616020653786702008-07-01T07:53:00.001-07:002009-10-13T15:32:47.873-07:00"De día"<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7ZVaN1x3W1Y_dc5XkOcXgu_ac0d9YgS9aopMq4f_DaZI5ML1SBJsTn2UAIQl1DZv6ZNDpdKCn0e6oHtWGUk0-gArerVKxNKBa95_0T_hbjrLA8LXXVgmXd9k-9J6a3BjYBHLQtj2fkFk/s1600-h/SG1L9341.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7ZVaN1x3W1Y_dc5XkOcXgu_ac0d9YgS9aopMq4f_DaZI5ML1SBJsTn2UAIQl1DZv6ZNDpdKCn0e6oHtWGUk0-gArerVKxNKBa95_0T_hbjrLA8LXXVgmXd9k-9J6a3BjYBHLQtj2fkFk/s400/SG1L9341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218064871746962242" border="0" /></a> <br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"> De <span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);">día </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">mi</span> alma</span> tiene </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">el</span> color</span></span> <span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">de</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">las</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">flores</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"><br /> que</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">acompañan</span> </span> <span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">mi</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);">camino</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">hasta</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">la</span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);">casa</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"> del </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">amor,</span></span> <span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">donde</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);">encuentro</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">a</span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">mis </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);">viejitos</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"><br /> tan</span></span> <span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">llenos</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">de</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">calor</span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">y</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">sin</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"> contar</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">un</span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);">segundo</span></span> <span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"><br /> les</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">brindo</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"> mi </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">corazón </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">para</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">entregarles</span></span> <span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"><br /> alegría</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"> y</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">emoción </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);">con</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">este</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"> poema</span></span> <span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">de</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">a</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);">m</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">o</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">r</span></span>.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" >Hilda Victoria G./Butterfly</span><br /></div>··¤(`×[¤ Butterfly ¤]×´)¤··http://www.blogger.com/profile/15154711351612596559noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033128650585845879.post-2523409870218357922008-07-01T07:35:00.000-07:002010-01-01T20:12:30.170-08:00"Gritos de soledad"<div align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBu0wE5RmCrBNd1K2VgzrLLIIm7VZncA_y_EOeu54K65T5SXH9iuuHTS7_4Yo-l3db9jovlir67qT2k2VLWLUS7EzfKp40ThdORf7NZz4unAzv9jMasYBjE1fPnOnayj5mq4WjL0W9BCg/s1600-h/SG1L8420+copia.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218056658036366178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBu0wE5RmCrBNd1K2VgzrLLIIm7VZncA_y_EOeu54K65T5SXH9iuuHTS7_4Yo-l3db9jovlir67qT2k2VLWLUS7EzfKp40ThdORf7NZz4unAzv9jMasYBjE1fPnOnayj5mq4WjL0W9BCg/s400/SG1L8420+copia.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><div style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:100%;" >♥<span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102); FONT-WEIGHT: normal">Recuerda mis ojos mirándote</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102); FONT-WEIGHT: normal">y he pecado con mi voz al</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102); FONT-WEIGHT: normal">gritarte por la culpa de no ser</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102); FONT-WEIGHT: normal">testigo de la crueldad que</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102); FONT-WEIGHT: normal">has cometido , cuando la luna</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102); FONT-WEIGHT: normal">estaba en la noche y la soledad</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102); FONT-WEIGHT: normal">estaba en tu cuarto.</span></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:100%;" >♥</span></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)">Hilda Victoria G./Butterfly</span></span><br /></span></div></div>··¤(`×[¤ Butterfly ¤]×´)¤··http://www.blogger.com/profile/15154711351612596559noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033128650585845879.post-15316233421508674692008-06-29T15:45:00.000-07:002009-10-13T15:54:53.602-07:00Manos de corazon<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSfENovyCfs57Z9s6Mjov-wpp-tJe3ucstrfKYD1gzHyAxeyGY1AUgTma_dWDuf_xQtWuZu4aoiJ0t6gWM-dVXQrd_zO6k3k6y6I3rJJKcZd1nr5j5YWVvlRcoIYfqVdkz9P3p5DtPA9w/s1600-h/SG1L7832.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSfENovyCfs57Z9s6Mjov-wpp-tJe3ucstrfKYD1gzHyAxeyGY1AUgTma_dWDuf_xQtWuZu4aoiJ0t6gWM-dVXQrd_zO6k3k6y6I3rJJKcZd1nr5j5YWVvlRcoIYfqVdkz9P3p5DtPA9w/s400/SG1L7832.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217438973760038162" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" > </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;" >♥</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" >Son las caricias de mis</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" > manos<br /> que te dieron amor, </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" >fueron las<br /> melodías de</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" > los cielos que nos<br /> entregaron</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" > calor y es el suspiro<br /> de mi alma</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" > que no encuentra<br /> razón</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" > para borrar este amor<br /> que</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" > me envuelve en pasión</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" ><br /> pero son los minutos que <br /> </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" >espero para volver</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;"><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" > a darte<br /> calor en forma de corazó</span>n.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >♥<br /><br /> </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" > <span style="font-size:100%;">Hilda Victoria G./Butterfly</span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span>··¤(`×[¤ Butterfly ¤]×´)¤··http://www.blogger.com/profile/15154711351612596559noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033128650585845879.post-83353988936584433662008-06-28T06:05:00.000-07:002009-10-13T16:01:47.121-07:00La distancia de tú mirada<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrZFMXbZm5sqInCPS7M_TxU9Z2QArVPNGavzls8aW1kCy5FNKk93owvRq4P3VyP9GeeFrd4lCG2bd-6gX5rnn1FFffcJQLHLuHvDYiye6xAMan7x9spxXm6Vmwb-Jb9c_J74QMpau12oI/s1600-h/SG1L8422.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216919896514029698" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrZFMXbZm5sqInCPS7M_TxU9Z2QArVPNGavzls8aW1kCy5FNKk93owvRq4P3VyP9GeeFrd4lCG2bd-6gX5rnn1FFffcJQLHLuHvDYiye6xAMan7x9spxXm6Vmwb-Jb9c_J74QMpau12oI/s400/SG1L8422.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >♥</span><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);">Puede el sol darme calor</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);">con su luz y calentar mi</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);">cuerpo en mi interior y</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);">mojar mi imagen con las</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);">gotas del cielo pero más</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);">puede tu amor q con todo</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);">los sentimientos puede</span> <br /><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);">calentar mi cuerpo y mojar</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);">mis ojos en la distancia de </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);">tu mirada.</span><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >♥</span><br /><br /></div>··¤(`×[¤ Butterfly ¤]×´)¤··http://www.blogger.com/profile/15154711351612596559noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033128650585845879.post-10426658477231398892008-06-28T05:38:00.000-07:002009-10-13T16:23:12.668-07:00Dame tu mano<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM8W7UgrPAVtJD124C2dZARfXki0ntzCTPjFN2ckhwnHKyoNVzC5IglDL3EueVeM7Q7uLdr-UufuVHevRnB6DTf03rXJozs4whpgG_2iFGDGjLLOL0wxq6-YiUWFvcayJoYA3Y6VFFRxY/s1600-h/mis+manos.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216913502516092210" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM8W7UgrPAVtJD124C2dZARfXki0ntzCTPjFN2ckhwnHKyoNVzC5IglDL3EueVeM7Q7uLdr-UufuVHevRnB6DTf03rXJozs4whpgG_2iFGDGjLLOL0wxq6-YiUWFvcayJoYA3Y6VFFRxY/s400/mis+manos.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Mis sentidos son aliento del aire </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">que consume mi alma </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">en el tiempo que sé congelo en mis recuerdos</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">por no querer escuchar la voz de mi futuro</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">diciendo, se libre para volar </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">a la gloria de tu cielo </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">en las alas de tu amistad, que un día fue amor </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">en las caricias de tu manos </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">que fueron gloria en el cielo de mi orgullo, </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">desecho por mi error </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">por no curar las heridas de tu alma, </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">para que el viento no te alejara de mis manos</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">esperando en mi tiempo te digo dame la mano </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">para curar el dolor del amor que fue nuestra ilusión</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">el día en que el sol nos trajo lluvia </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">y los pájaros se volvieron cuervos </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">comiendo el amor de los dos, </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">para dejarme en tu recuerdo y tenerte en mis sueños</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">en mis noches de dolor cuando no encuentro la salida </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">de mi oscuridad que congela el tiempo. </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">De las horas, de los días y de los minutos que me encuentro sola, en esta habitación.<br /></span></span></div>··¤(`×[¤ Butterfly ¤]×´)¤··http://www.blogger.com/profile/15154711351612596559noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033128650585845879.post-46834053459377902372008-06-28T05:21:00.001-07:002009-02-16T02:53:07.832-08:00Mis dias volando en tu amor!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAs2LHSX-DorBpBhmybO6UzFZb5HeVr7fxZKg6UaZJuAOeG_JowOs_slT9tdimT_3Zi5yZjLtfzyPfsdIgNxkiHwx2Qws6CuqfZCPjo1N8i7Va_uvrN5GAHU-s-vP2eqFU1G5M0PKTptE/s1600-h/SG1L9264.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216909564414230418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAs2LHSX-DorBpBhmybO6UzFZb5HeVr7fxZKg6UaZJuAOeG_JowOs_slT9tdimT_3Zi5yZjLtfzyPfsdIgNxkiHwx2Qws6CuqfZCPjo1N8i7Va_uvrN5GAHU-s-vP2eqFU1G5M0PKTptE/s400/SG1L9264.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><h2 class="postTitle" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"><br /></h2><div class="deleteBody" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> </div><div class="deleteBody" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Me siento volando sin lograr caer ,<br />ni subir al cielo de tu amor<br />donde formamos las nueves<br />en los días de amor,<br />soplando el viento con los<br />besos de pasión que nos<br />entrego el sol en los ojos<br />de tu corazón ,cubierto de<br />esa luz que alumbro mis ojos<br />al despertar de los sueños<br />de ilusiones ,pero ahora solo<br />tengo la luna de testigo para recordar<br />las estrellas que me mostraste<br /></span></div><div class="deleteBody" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); TEXT-ALIGN: left"><span style="color:#ff0000;">en las noches oscuras que<br />ocultaron el secreto<br />de nuestros cuerpos<br />cubiertos de estrellas que brillaron<br />en el interior de mi alma hasta el día de hoy..!</span></div><p class="postBody" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"><br /></p>··¤(`×[¤ Butterfly ¤]×´)¤··http://www.blogger.com/profile/15154711351612596559noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3033128650585845879.post-54363033128304251792008-06-28T04:53:00.001-07:002008-06-28T04:56:35.861-07:00Recuerdos<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGwvBIBX0wAlJpvGog9xWjvjDAaoT1fWjahsXihQkTpbxVssuhNyzVvGttRt6xn1vElfKfOe8jjG-hLyj0hNKTcttQJ__NV8NWvBZPIHQib82UsqBpO6K7nmZYbIuYu8OKeecsW99xV2I/s1600-h/SG1L7796.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGwvBIBX0wAlJpvGog9xWjvjDAaoT1fWjahsXihQkTpbxVssuhNyzVvGttRt6xn1vElfKfOe8jjG-hLyj0hNKTcttQJ__NV8NWvBZPIHQib82UsqBpO6K7nmZYbIuYu8OKeecsW99xV2I/s400/SG1L7796.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216899936090939298" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Mi alma siente los recuerdos<br />aún ardiendo con el fuego<br />de mi amor, y ni las lluvias<br />de mis ojos pueden calmar<br />la realidad de mi amargo<br />dolor , que con el tiempo<br />solo me dice lo mucho<br />que te amo mi amor.<br /></div>··¤(`×[¤ Butterfly ¤]×´)¤··http://www.blogger.com/profile/15154711351612596559noreply@blogger.com0