tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45275217588636005432011-04-21T15:10:47.010-07:00Ame intensamente...Ame de todo o seu coração...Cavaleirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11891696610685818486noreply@blogger.comBlogger101100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527521758863600543.post-28706358995606063732007-07-24T18:36:00.000-07:002008-12-10T21:53:08.942-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwlajofsUBY/RqapIhbeVSI/AAAAAAAAALU/dlSmYkvW6nE/s1600-h/42516036.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwlajofsUBY/RqapIhbeVSI/AAAAAAAAALU/dlSmYkvW6nE/s320/42516036.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090942392666576162" /></a><br /> <strong>Doce como o mel.</strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527521758863600543-2870635899560606373?l=anjo8014.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cavaleirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11891696610685818486noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527521758863600543.post-48754571902350524332007-07-24T18:29:00.000-07:002008-12-10T21:53:09.369-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwlajofsUBY/RqanthbeVRI/AAAAAAAAALM/QAwKUl2BS6c/s1600-h/hg.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwlajofsUBY/RqanthbeVRI/AAAAAAAAALM/QAwKUl2BS6c/s320/hg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090940829298480402" /></a><br /> <strong>Essa é uma história de amor,não de sexo... É uma história sobre a perda do amor,por isso quando for dizer eu te amo,diga com toda a certeza do seu coração.</strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527521758863600543-4875457190235052433?l=anjo8014.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cavaleirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11891696610685818486noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527521758863600543.post-84139350778926262432007-07-23T19:12:00.000-07:002008-12-10T21:53:09.600-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwlajofsUBY/RqVhsxbeVQI/AAAAAAAAALE/sc9D1JgS27c/s1600-h/43801529.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwlajofsUBY/RqVhsxbeVQI/AAAAAAAAALE/sc9D1JgS27c/s320/43801529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090582375622923522" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527521758863600543-8413935077892626243?l=anjo8014.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cavaleirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11891696610685818486noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527521758863600543.post-79583042063388386252007-07-23T12:58:00.000-07:002008-12-10T21:53:09.756-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AwlajofsUBY/RqUJUBbeVPI/AAAAAAAAAK8/2nZ8cOqFCvY/s1600-h/81.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AwlajofsUBY/RqUJUBbeVPI/AAAAAAAAAK8/2nZ8cOqFCvY/s320/81.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090485193397916914" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong>Rasga esses versos que eu te fiz, amor!<br />Deita-os ao nada, ao pó, ao esquecimento,<br />Que a cinza os cubra, que os arraste o vento,<br />Que a tempestade os leve aonde for! <br /><br />Rasga-os na mente, se os souberes de cor,<br />Que volte ao nada o nada de um momento!<br />Julguei-me grande pelo sentimento,<br />E pelo orgulho ainda sou maior!… <br /><br />Tanto verso já disse o que eu sonhei!<br />Tantos penaram já o que eu penei!<br />Asas que passam, todo o mundo as sente…<br /><br />Rasgas os meus versos… Pobre endoidecida!<br />Como se um grande amor cá nesta vida<br />Não fosse o mesmo amor de toda a gente!… <br /><br />Florbela Espanca</strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527521758863600543-7958304206338838625?l=anjo8014.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cavaleirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11891696610685818486noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527521758863600543.post-17623188994310229252007-07-13T19:53:00.000-07:002008-12-10T21:53:09.933-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwlajofsUBY/Rpg75sQsGFI/AAAAAAAAAKw/SGWGYJWkiUg/s1600-h/anime_kimono_girl_fav57.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwlajofsUBY/Rpg75sQsGFI/AAAAAAAAAKw/SGWGYJWkiUg/s320/anime_kimono_girl_fav57.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086881641434716242" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527521758863600543-1762318899431022925?l=anjo8014.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cavaleirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11891696610685818486noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527521758863600543.post-56362779835344887452007-07-11T11:07:00.000-07:002008-12-10T21:53:10.195-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AwlajofsUBY/RpUczBazVoI/AAAAAAAAAKo/2PsWS_CT7mY/s1600-h/4.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AwlajofsUBY/RpUczBazVoI/AAAAAAAAAKo/2PsWS_CT7mY/s320/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086003017064601218" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527521758863600543-5636277983534488745?l=anjo8014.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cavaleirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11891696610685818486noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527521758863600543.post-62629197702162190082007-07-05T19:34:00.001-07:002008-12-10T21:53:10.982-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AwlajofsUBY/Ro2q7BazVmI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/rWfnUJ1Z21I/s1600-h/m_6bdd15256fd428986b05fb943bb8f23d.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AwlajofsUBY/Ro2q7BazVmI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/rWfnUJ1Z21I/s320/m_6bdd15256fd428986b05fb943bb8f23d.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083907485341013602" /></a><br /><em>O tempo passa como o vento.em determinado momento somos crianças e temos medo do escuro;de uma hora para outra,somos adultos e a escuridão permanece conosco.Nenhum adulto conseguirá acalmar-mos com histórias e meia verdades.Não obstante,alguma vez saímos dessa escuridão? Em algum instante somos realmente livres?</em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527521758863600543-6262919770216219008?l=anjo8014.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cavaleirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11891696610685818486noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527521758863600543.post-32769913135728116352007-07-05T19:29:00.000-07:002008-12-10T21:53:11.161-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AwlajofsUBY/Ro2pdxazVlI/AAAAAAAAAKE/j6jLqeDRTlQ/s1600-h/Angel_DarkAngel_faceislost_jpg.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AwlajofsUBY/Ro2pdxazVlI/AAAAAAAAAKE/j6jLqeDRTlQ/s320/Angel_DarkAngel_faceislost_jpg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083905883318212178" /></a><br />O amor.Quem sabe alguma coisa sobre o amor de uma outra pessoa ? Quanto mais se se ama,quanto mais se conhece a extinção da perda do amor,mais se respeita o silêncio de nada saber diante da servidão espiritual do outro. Anne Rice<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527521758863600543-3276991313572811635?l=anjo8014.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cavaleirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11891696610685818486noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527521758863600543.post-45071695627775496602007-07-05T19:12:00.001-07:002008-12-10T21:53:11.315-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwlajofsUBY/Ro2lUhazVkI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/uRLyTJ9-xlY/s1600-h/1083450189.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwlajofsUBY/Ro2lUhazVkI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/uRLyTJ9-xlY/s320/1083450189.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083901326357911106" /></a><br /> <strong>E aos seus anjos dará ordem a teu respeito,para que te guardem... salmo 91</strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527521758863600543-4507169562777549660?l=anjo8014.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cavaleirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11891696610685818486noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527521758863600543.post-25714965498357702232007-05-27T10:24:00.000-07:002008-12-10T21:53:12.097-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwlajofsUBY/Rlm_Lo7XAkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/SYTIAjZlu_w/s1600-h/Agelina_vampira%5B1%5D.bmp"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AwlajofsUBY/Rlm_Lo7XAkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/SYTIAjZlu_w/s320/Agelina_vampira%5B1%5D.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069293062268060226" /></a><br /> Sem comentários...é linda!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527521758863600543-2571496549835770223?l=anjo8014.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cavaleirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11891696610685818486noreply@blogger.com