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Daí, surge a necessidade de escrever o que lhe vem no íntimo, no coração, na pele, na alma.Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.comBlogger1261100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-38302027917750764742011-12-06T06:22:00.000Z2011-12-06T06:22:54.742Z<span style="font-size: large;">Que graça pode ter o dia</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">se ficamos juntos e sós</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">o inverno e eu?</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">Mil vezes prefiro a noite&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">a me trazer o sol da tua presença</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">o breve calor da tua companhia</span><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rSIggV4AsHE/Tt20houYK3I/AAAAAAAAFIM/ik9SYObmLPk/s1600/mad+a+let_0901.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="396" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rSIggV4AsHE/Tt20houYK3I/AAAAAAAAFIM/ik9SYObmLPk/s400/mad+a+let_0901.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-3830202791775076474?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-21333334209417013902011-11-20T01:32:00.000Z2011-11-20T01:32:55.712Z<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iL-ijzQSdJI/TshXrVn6bCI/AAAAAAAAFIA/KL61LsQqi9Y/s1600/IMG_4522.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iL-ijzQSdJI/TshXrVn6bCI/AAAAAAAAFIA/KL61LsQqi9Y/s400/IMG_4522.JPG" width="400" />&nbsp;</a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-size: large;">Pouco importa o frio que faz lá fora</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">quando somos dois em um só corpo</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-2133333420941701390?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-77912714270257821792011-10-20T15:41:00.001+01:002011-10-20T15:45:32.813+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wy9CJOb0ZGY/TqAxfCeR4KI/AAAAAAAAFCQ/QK8iFsTlY7I/s1600/Mandala9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wy9CJOb0ZGY/TqAxfCeR4KI/AAAAAAAAFCQ/QK8iFsTlY7I/s400/Mandala9.jpg" width="392" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;">O teu amor </span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">é uma fornalha dentro do peito</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">(Feliz mais um dia 20 em nossas vidas!)</span><br /><div style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Amo-te!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-7791271427025782179?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-48642120962129706122011-09-20T13:22:00.002+01:002011-09-20T13:25:40.212+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0PgsMmiFaKc/TniD8gZCtKI/AAAAAAAAFB8/l7_V9A1Uc1I/s1600/Mandala_1508.3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0PgsMmiFaKc/TniD8gZCtKI/AAAAAAAAFB8/l7_V9A1Uc1I/s320/Mandala_1508.3.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;">Lume que não se apaga</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">Passem horas dias anos</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">Eu sei</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">E tu também</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;">Amo-te, meu tuga! </span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-4864212096212970612?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-69025149778291615572011-08-24T17:55:00.002+01:002011-08-24T17:57:55.629+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Kl-obBnf78/TlUrK3hcqvI/AAAAAAAAFAw/QU3BdsNmRKs/s1600/Mandala+antique_002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Kl-obBnf78/TlUrK3hcqvI/AAAAAAAAFAw/QU3BdsNmRKs/s400/Mandala+antique_002.jpg" width="397" /></a></div><span style="font-size: large;">O que seria de mim</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">sem o colorido da sua presença?</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">As tuas cores se acrescentam às minhas</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">e me inspiram&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">e se recriam em <b><span style="color: red;">M</span><span style="color: orange;">a</span><span style="color: blue;">n</span><span style="color: lime;">d</span><span style="color: magenta;">a</span><span style="color: #274e13;">l</span><span style="color: #4c1130;">a</span><span style="color: #0b5394;">s</span></b></span><br /><br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-6902514977829161557?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-31303086407168006232011-03-20T17:57:00.000Z2011-03-20T17:57:45.848Z<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-2GWgWO-Jvng/TYYzWL29eyI/AAAAAAAAEiY/hWeyTi3or5Q/s1600/P1110625.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-2GWgWO-Jvng/TYYzWL29eyI/AAAAAAAAEiY/hWeyTi3or5Q/s320/P1110625.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;">Ontem&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">a <b>lua</b> ficou maior</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;">E o nosso <b>amor</b></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">ficou do tamanho da lua</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">Justo&nbsp; na véspera de mais um feliz dia <b>20</b>!!!!!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-3130308640716800623?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-39665688055692008042011-03-09T20:32:00.001Z2011-03-09T20:43:45.744Z<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Xgx3xLDyIFk/TXfh4uoSOrI/AAAAAAAAEhU/tA5KcEojr_k/s1600/C%25C3%25B3pia+de+IMG_2970.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Xgx3xLDyIFk/TXfh4uoSOrI/AAAAAAAAEhU/tA5KcEojr_k/s400/C%25C3%25B3pia+de+IMG_2970.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;">...Cochilar juntos</span><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-CfLcmN6Pa5M/TXfiUD8lLUI/AAAAAAAAEhY/jLpZV06coHg/s1600/IMG_3033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-CfLcmN6Pa5M/TXfiUD8lLUI/AAAAAAAAEhY/jLpZV06coHg/s400/IMG_3033.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;">...Emendar os bigodes, de vez em quando</span><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-h83MhVzpCZo/TXfirAVZ0_I/AAAAAAAAEhc/E6PEtrbimn4/s1600/IMG_2968.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-h83MhVzpCZo/TXfirAVZ0_I/AAAAAAAAEhc/E6PEtrbimn4/s400/IMG_2968.JPG" width="300" />&nbsp;</a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">...Viver a mesma fantasia&nbsp;</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-OQKsiquQVTs/TXfjCmHTbsI/AAAAAAAAEhg/_-5igdnqAaA/s1600/IMG_3025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-OQKsiquQVTs/TXfjCmHTbsI/AAAAAAAAEhg/_-5igdnqAaA/s400/IMG_3025.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-size: large;">...Rir da mesma piada.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;">É o que Don Ricardón e Miguelito dizem sobre o amor</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">(Carnaval 2011 na Velha Gaiteira, em Alfama, Lisboa)</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-3966568805569200804?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-71696138273768991562011-01-20T08:36:00.000Z2011-01-20T08:36:03.385Z<span style="font-size: large;">Fogo... Sempre fogo...</span><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/TTfzK8S4xLI/AAAAAAAAEZI/vcjSoyl8kvg/s1600/P1110496.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/TTfzK8S4xLI/AAAAAAAAEZI/vcjSoyl8kvg/s400/P1110496.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;">Nossos dois corações </span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">a baterem num só compasso</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">são aquecedores naturais</span><br /><b><span style="font-size: large;">enquanto tudo em volta é inverno</span></b><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;">Obrigada por mais um dia <b><span style="color: #990000;">20<span style="color: black;">!</span></span></b></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: #660000;">Amo-te</span></span></span></b><b><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="color: black;">!&nbsp;</span></span></b></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-7169613827376899156?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-50933070352225806102010-12-20T12:03:00.002Z2010-12-20T12:07:30.839Z<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/TQ9G3FD7KmI/AAAAAAAAEYk/kuiOX9uvF3c/s1600/IMG_2434-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/TQ9G3FD7KmI/AAAAAAAAEYk/kuiOX9uvF3c/s320/IMG_2434-1.JPG" width="235" /></a></div><span style="font-size: large;">Antes de te conhecer </span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">estava convicta de que&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">nesta vida </span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">já não viveria mais o amor.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;">O destino, em suas manobras,</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">tramou, teceu, armadilhou</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">e, sem que eu soubesse,</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">pendurou um "Entre sem bater"</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">na porta do meu coração.</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br /><div style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>E você entrou</b>.</span></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;">Agradeço por isto, todos os dias de minha vida!</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br /><b style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-size: large;">Feliz mais um dia 20, meu amor!</span></b><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-5093307035222580610?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-18721249402156858272010-10-19T10:15:00.000+01:002010-10-19T10:15:00.207+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/TL1gwjVbrlI/AAAAAAAAEV4/AKSJdbnyW6k/s1600/Mandala+S.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/TL1gwjVbrlI/AAAAAAAAEV4/AKSJdbnyW6k/s400/Mandala+S.jpg" width="391" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-small;">Mandala pintada por mim</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size: x-large;"><b style="color: #990000;">Amo-te, mô tuga</b>!!!!!!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-1872124940215685827?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-42302574842241408312010-10-10T03:46:00.001+01:002010-10-10T04:07:16.993+01:00<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Comer</b> sem culpa</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Orar</b> para o DEUS em nós</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Amar</b>-te</span>, <span style="font-size: large;">amando-nos</span><br /><br /><br /><object height="385" width="480"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cv6MrAl7B34?fs=1&amp;hl=pt_PT"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cv6MrAl7B34?fs=1&amp;hl=pt_PT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;">Mais um dia 9 em nossa vida em comum.&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">ATTRAVERSIAMO, amore mio!!!!!</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-4230257484224140831?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-20220847789492797282010-09-21T04:15:00.000+01:002010-09-21T04:15:23.288+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/TJghpG7ihiI/AAAAAAAAEQE/3p-1--TDFF8/s1600/018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="350" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/TJghpG7ihiI/AAAAAAAAEQE/3p-1--TDFF8/s400/018.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;">O nosso mundo é assim</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">Repleto de amor e cor!</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">Obrigada por mais um dia 20!!!!</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">Amo-te, meu tuga!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-2022084778949279728?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-44308201185617022142010-08-12T22:55:00.000+01:002010-08-12T22:55:40.035+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/TGRthaDD5FI/AAAAAAAAD84/4cB0R4RaFpY/s1600/IMG_0003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/TGRthaDD5FI/AAAAAAAAD84/4cB0R4RaFpY/s400/IMG_0003.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-size: large;">Feliz dia <b><span style="color: red;">9</span></b>, meu amor!!!!!!! (mesmo com um tiquinho de atraso)</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-4430820118561702214?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-5870535258638160522010-07-09T20:06:00.000+01:002010-07-09T20:06:41.471+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/TDdyr9f9UrI/AAAAAAAADnw/Mb-FzqJche8/s1600/IMG_0892.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="377" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/TDdyr9f9UrI/AAAAAAAADnw/Mb-FzqJche8/s400/IMG_0892.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">...Sempre uma razão para comemorarmos este presente que a vida nos deu e dá, dia após dia.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;">&nbsp; </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-587053525863816052?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-85871953139527564582010-06-04T01:48:00.000+01:002010-06-04T01:48:53.135+01:00<span style="font-size: large;">Hoje é o teu dia. Hoje é o teu aniversário.</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">Mas feliz de mim que te tenho como presente todos os dias da minha vida!</span><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/TAhNOmeYN1I/AAAAAAAADdI/fIccbuBoTz0/s1600/IMG_0715.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/TAhNOmeYN1I/AAAAAAAADdI/fIccbuBoTz0/s400/IMG_0715.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;">Amo-te, meu Tuga!!!!!!</span><br /><br /><br />&nbsp;<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-8587195313952756458?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-36796999594217153772010-05-20T15:58:00.003+01:002010-05-20T16:02:36.300+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/S_VOAhktDAI/AAAAAAAADWQ/F2wp7For7Rs/s1600/Mandala_1614.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/S_VOAhktDAI/AAAAAAAADWQ/F2wp7For7Rs/s320/Mandala_1614.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;">Juntos no amor</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">combinados na dor</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">misturados, fundidos, mesclados, amalgamados </span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">somos, praticamente, <b style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">1</span></b></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><b style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">&nbsp;&nbsp;</span></b></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-3679699959421715377?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-53588636199163767492010-03-09T07:57:00.005Z2010-06-11T23:14:55.243+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/S5YCSCnGxGI/AAAAAAAADQI/aRYTyxqtX7I/s1600-h/IMG_0003.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446543308312986722" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/S5YCSCnGxGI/AAAAAAAADQI/aRYTyxqtX7I/s320/IMG_0003.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 318px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/S5YB2P1OffI/AAAAAAAADQA/7aF9zI926xY/s1600-h/IMG_0002.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446542830825537010" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/S5YB2P1OffI/AAAAAAAADQA/7aF9zI926xY/s320/IMG_0002.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 313px;" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/S5YBMULcvyI/AAAAAAAADP4/EtYexUOgopI/s1600-h/IMG_0001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446542110437981986" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/S5YBMULcvyI/AAAAAAAADP4/EtYexUOgopI/s320/IMG_0001.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 312px;" /></a><br /><div style="color: #351c75;"><span style="font-size: 130%;"> <span style="font-weight: bold;">Têm essas cores</span></span></div><span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="color: #993399; font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: #351c75;">as nossas </span><span style="color: red;">bodas de papel</span><br style="color: #f1c232;" /> <br style="color: #351c75;" /><span style="color: #351c75;"> Parecem sorrisos</span><br style="color: #351c75;" /><span style="color: #351c75;"> de flores</span><br style="color: #351c75;" /><span style="color: #351c75;"> em cartas perfumadas</span><br style="color: #351c75;" /><span style="color: #351c75;"> onde trocamos</span><br style="color: #351c75;" /><span style="color: #351c75;"> inebriantes</span><br style="color: #351c75;" /><span style="color: #351c75;"> juras de amor</span><br style="color: #351c75;" /> <br style="color: #351c75;" /> <br style="color: #351c75;" /><span style="color: #351c75;"> Feliz nosso dia!</span><br style="color: #351c75;" /><span style="color: #351c75;"> Felizes, todos os dias!</span><br style="color: #351c75;" /><span style="color: #351c75;"> Feliz nosso primeiro ano!</span><br style="color: #351c75;" /> <br style="color: #351c75;" /> <br style="color: #351c75;" /> <span style="color: red;">Amo-te!</span><br style="color: #351c75;" /> <br style="color: #351c75;" /> <br /></span><span style="color: #993399; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-5358863619916376749?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-26056611163051531422010-02-20T09:31:00.004Z2010-02-28T17:11:27.973Z<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/S3-upUzbUNI/AAAAAAAADPo/jO9e5K73YIY/s1600-h/IMG_00071.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/S3-upUzbUNI/AAAAAAAADPo/jO9e5K73YIY/s320/IMG_00071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440258899869126866" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Depois de um ano, esta é a primeira vez que passamos um dia <span style="font-weight: bold;">20</span> separados.<br /><br />Este fim de semana terá a dor da saudade de um mês inteiro!<br /><br /><br /><br />Mas, como posso dizer que estás longe,<br />se estás aqui tão dentro de mim...?!<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">AMO-TE, MEU TUGA</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-2605661116305153142?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-24633760485841910082010-01-24T11:51:00.004Z2010-01-24T11:59:42.749Z<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/S1w1NbLI4kI/AAAAAAAADOQ/l5G2tadU_dk/s1600-h/Mali1026.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/S1w1NbLI4kI/AAAAAAAADOQ/l5G2tadU_dk/s320/Mali1026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430273755451023938" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;">...Que aqui cheguei<br />Para ficar<br />E continuamos assim<br />E assim vamos continuar<br /><br /><br />Obrigada, meu amor, por tanta vida!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-2463376048584191008?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-8653057417626309432010-01-11T09:36:00.002Z2010-01-11T10:02:06.538Z<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/S0r29POUWxI/AAAAAAAADNY/KZ2Ngdggyqw/s1600-h/IMG_0266.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/S0r29POUWxI/AAAAAAAADNY/KZ2Ngdggyqw/s320/IMG_0266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425420233040222994" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">O que seria de mim neste frio<br />se não fosses tu a minha segunda pele?</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-865305741762630943?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-55387289825319996162009-10-20T16:01:00.002+01:002009-10-20T16:07:21.700+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/St3REKosx4I/AAAAAAAADIU/byNJQVtTGn4/s1600-h/Mali023.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/St3REKosx4I/AAAAAAAADIU/byNJQVtTGn4/s400/Mali023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394697798164465538" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Os passos coordenados<br />enquanto escutamos a mesma canção<br />dão vida à nossa dança<br />que só pode ter um nome: paixão</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-5538728982531999616?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-77396938056533239712009-09-09T14:06:00.005+01:002009-09-09T14:16:56.130+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/Sqepv9NX80I/AAAAAAAADDY/amYYfYENFZM/s1600-h/IMG_0166.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/Sqepv9NX80I/AAAAAAAADDY/amYYfYENFZM/s400/IMG_0166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379454921266950978" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">E tudo continua assim... Iluminado!<br /><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >AMO-TE</span><span style="font-size:130%;">!!!!!!!!!<br /><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-7739693805653323971?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-68064715177953298182009-08-26T18:50:00.004+01:002009-08-26T20:18:22.641+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/SpV2OtixuyI/AAAAAAAADDA/l729IpcV36k/s1600-h/IMG_0009.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/SpV2OtixuyI/AAAAAAAADDA/l729IpcV36k/s400/IMG_0009.jpg" alt="" 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0cm 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0cm; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style=";font-family:&quot;;color:navy;" ><span style="font-size:180%;">Música em SI</span><span style=""><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span> </span><span style="font-size:100%;"> <br /></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style=";font-family:&quot;;color:navy;" ><span style="font-size:100%;">(para o meu Zé)</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"> <br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style=";font-family:&quot;;color:navy;" ><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style=";font-family:&quot;;color:navy;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style=";font-family:&quot;;color:navy;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style=";font-family:&quot;;color:navy;" >Sempre que te convido a dançar <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style=";font-family:&quot;;color:navy;" >Respondes não o saber <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style=";font-family:&quot;;color:navy;" >Mas, o corpo é quem te vai trair<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style=";font-family:&quot;;color:navy;" >Pois tens a música em ti<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style=";font-family:&quot;;color:navy;" >Se, distraído, a escutar<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style=";font-family:&quot;;color:navy;" >Deixas o corpo a balançar<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style=";font-family:&quot;;color:navy;" >Na sensualidade do Blues</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"> </p><p class="MsoNormal"> <br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style=";font-family:&quot;;color:navy;" ><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style=";font-family:&quot;;color:navy;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style=";font-family:&quot;;color:navy;" >Dizes não saber cantar.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style=";font-family:&quot;;color:navy;" >Sei que é pura timidez<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style=";font-family:&quot;;color:navy;" >Pois o som da tua voz<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style=";font-family:&quot;;color:navy;" >Quando falas de amor<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style=";font-family:&quot;;color:navy;" >Tem o doce calor <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style=";font-family:&quot;;color:navy;" >De uma sessão de Jazz</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"> </p><p class="MsoNormal"> <br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style=";font-family:&quot;;color:navy;" ><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style=";font-family:&quot;;color:navy;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style=";font-family:&quot;;color:navy;" >A nossa cama tem Samba<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style=";font-family:&quot;;color:navy;" >A nossa mesa tem Salsa<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style=";font-family:&quot;;color:navy;" >Há dias de Frevo<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style=";font-family:&quot;;color:navy;" >Há dias de Valsa<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style=";font-family:&quot;;color:navy;" >Mas a Bossa é sempre Nova<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style=";font-family:&quot;;color:navy;" >Em nossa vida-paixão</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"> </p><p class="MsoNormal"> <br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style=";font-family:&quot;;color:navy;" ><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style=";font-family:&quot;;color:navy;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></span></p> <span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" > <br />A mandala e a letra são minhas (a música é de Rogério Charraz)</span> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-6806471517795329818?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-17392446764457883332009-08-07T10:46:00.004+01:002009-08-07T10:59:12.226+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/Snv4TthkDGI/AAAAAAAADCo/I-wUbxpIdOk/s1600-h/IMG_0001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 398px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/Snv4TthkDGI/AAAAAAAADCo/I-wUbxpIdOk/s400/IMG_0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367156398463650914" border="0" /></a><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"><meta name="Generator" 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mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;">Alma Nua</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> <br /> <br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Se a voz é rouca</span> <br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">a febre é louca</span> <br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">desejo é pavio <br />no amor que é tardio</span> <br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">ciúme é distante</span> <br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">a paixão é constante</span> <br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">o sussurro arrepia</span> <br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">alta noite, cedo dia</span> <br /> <br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">A pele é quente</span> <br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">o suspiro, ardente</span> <br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">o toque é macio</span> <br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">leito calmo de rio</span> <br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">o toque é forte</span> <br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">o abraço é suporte</span> <br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">o beijo é vinho</span> <br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">suave rubro carinho</span> <br /> <br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">finda a procura</span> <br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">agradece ao destino</span> <br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">vem!</span> <br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">pois é sempre tua</span> <br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">a minha alma nua</span></span> <br /> <br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> <br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;">O poema e a pintura em Mandala são de minha autoria</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> <br /> <br /> <br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-1739244676445788333?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-14247892812078006262009-04-10T20:57:00.005+01:002009-04-10T21:08:19.465+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/Sd-nHgxrCSI/AAAAAAAAC_I/24zuG7oyiDk/s1600-h/image044.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/Sd-nHgxrCSI/AAAAAAAAC_I/24zuG7oyiDk/s400/image044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323157032074414370" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">se não fosse<br />a saudade<br />que sinto<br />da minha terra,<br />julgava<br />nas nuvens<br />estar a viver<br /><br /><br />Saibamos sempre aproveitar este presente que a vida nos deu</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">AMO-TE!!!<br />TE AMO!!!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-1424789281207800626?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-691500646274724012009-03-21T21:38:00.002Z2009-03-21T22:04:21.916Z<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/ScVhiiQ0vMI/AAAAAAAAC5I/6J_8An-MNPQ/s1600-h/v%C3%A1rios+081.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/ScVhiiQ0vMI/AAAAAAAAC5I/6J_8An-MNPQ/s400/v%C3%A1rios+081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315762181121555650" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Enfim,<br />o Amazonas une-se ao Tejo!<br /><br />Duas mãos e um só coração<br />reescrevem a Geografia<br /><br />Afinal, o amor tudo pode<br /> <br /><br /> <br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-69150064627472401?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-31801360622475302082009-02-13T15:33:00.002Z2009-02-13T15:45:53.830Z<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/SZWU5-MCjoI/AAAAAAAACxY/DgB3qlOwVgA/s1600-h/P1080902.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/SZWU5-MCjoI/AAAAAAAACxY/DgB3qlOwVgA/s400/P1080902.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302307859965578882" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Tu mergulhas em mim<br />Eu em ti.<br />Eu, o Amazonas<br />E desaguas em mim todo o teu Tejo<br /><br /><br /><br />Feliz dia dos namorados, amor!<br />Amo-te<br /><br /> <br /><br /></span><br /> <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-3180136062247530208?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-11830745973166266272008-12-20T16:21:00.003Z2008-12-20T16:27:03.683Z<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/SU0b2YueSjI/AAAAAAAACl0/8mvRuYXu4UU/s1600-h/P1090212.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281908559139719730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/SU0b2YueSjI/AAAAAAAACl0/8mvRuYXu4UU/s400/P1090212.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;">De todos os lugares do mundo</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">é no teu coração</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">iluminado e quente</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">que quero estar</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">pra todo sempre</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">Feliz dia 20, AMOR!!!!!!</span></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><span style="font-size:78%;"><strong>A foto iluminada e quente é de autoria do meu Zé</strong></span></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong> </div><div><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong> </div><div><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"> </span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-1183074597316626627?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-37889627124792206052008-11-20T10:41:00.003Z2008-11-20T12:59:14.165Z<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/SSU_esdSqdI/AAAAAAAAB1U/wjhfCerN750/s1600-h/P1080831.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/SSU_esdSqdI/AAAAAAAAB1U/wjhfCerN750/s400/P1080831.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270688735469677010" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Nossos dois corações<br />são como duas velas<br />que ao arderem <br />emanam o mesmo perfume<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" >a fotografia do "nosso perfume" é de autoria do meu Zé</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-3788962712479220605?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-40766477058208026222008-10-20T05:22:00.000+01:002008-10-20T05:22:00.106+01:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/SPvVdqtWtEI/AAAAAAAABwE/kpu7K3B4QrA/s1600-h/P1080860.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259031695542629442" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/SPvVdqtWtEI/AAAAAAAABwE/kpu7K3B4QrA/s400/P1080860.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p><span style="font-size:180%;">Voluntariamente,</span></p><p><span style="font-size:180%;">nós dois estamos </span></p><p><span style="font-size:180%;">enredados </span></p><p><span style="font-size:180%;">numa mesma teia.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-size:180%;">A isto, chamamos AMOR</span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size:180%;">Feliz dia <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><strong>20</strong></span>, fofinho!!!!!!!!</span></p><p> </p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size:78%;"><strong>o registro da tecedura da nossa união é de autoria do meu Zé</strong></span></p><p><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong> </p><p><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"> </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"> </span></strong><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"> </span></strong></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-4076647705820802622?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-31835423871166717822008-10-18T13:48:00.008+01:002008-10-19T01:35:17.761+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/SPnbTREDW3I/AAAAAAAABvs/RdCwk0wp8RI/s1600-h/estrela.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258475163976162162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/SPnbTREDW3I/AAAAAAAABvs/RdCwk0wp8RI/s400/estrela.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/SPnbTREDW3I/AAAAAAAABvs/RdCwk0wp8RI/s1600-h/estrela.gif"></a><span style="font-size:130%;">quando a lua</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">vem esconder</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">a claridade</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">a estrela</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">brilha</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">em mensagens</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">indecifráveis.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">a estrela</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">é a força</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">em luz</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">é o conforto</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">do afago frágil</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">de uma criança.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">a estrela é</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">I A N</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Ian é o meu filho que nasceu neste dia em 78 e, depois de onze dias, foi morar no céu </span></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><br /><br /></div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/SPnbTREDW3I/AAAAAAAABvs/RdCwk0wp8RI/s1600-h/estrela.gif"></a><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-3183542387116671782?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-20162890410969262662008-09-20T06:00:00.002+01:002008-09-20T06:03:12.155+01:00<span style="font-size:130%;">Parecia ser mais uma noite igual às de sempre... Fazia a costumeira ronda pela blogosfera até que, entre alguns comentários, me deparei com um rosto para o qual desviei toda a minha atenção. Logo tratei de visitar a página correspondente à foto, a qual chamava-se “Conversas... Ou talvez não”. O conteúdo constava de belíssimas fotos de autoria do dono do blog em questão. Fiquei maravilhada. Fui, literalmente, capturada pelos olhos. Virei refém (e na altura, nem fazia idéia do quanto!).<br /><br />Comentei lá um post e fui visitada em retribuição (afinal, é assim que costuma funcionar a coisa). Tal visita mexeu muito comigo e deixou “aquele gostinho de quero mais”. Porém, nada aconteceu. Um belo dia (não resistindo ao desejo de fazer o primeiro movimento, decidi bater à sua porta)... A página havia sido removida...<br />Cheguei a pensar que a história teria um fim bem ali. Mas, bastou só um tempinho e, não sei bem como, entrei num sítio chamado “De Passagem”. Algo ali me pareceu extremamente familiar. Num comentário, perguntei se ele seria quem me parecia ser. A resposta foi afirmativa.<br /><br />Após este fortuito reencontro, os comentários e as visitas foram se sucedendo, com freqüência cada vez maior. Num impulso, escrevi um mail... E o enviei. A resposta veio rapidinho. Fomos trocando correspondências e, como conseqüência natural, iniciamos o contato via msn.<br />A curiosidade aumentava progressivamente, em ambos. Fazíamos câmbio das informações pessoais e sentíamos que o interesse mútuo ia crescendo a cada dia. Passamos a nos ver e a conversar pela cam (como a modernidade pode ser fantástica!).<br />Em muito pouco tempo, a comunicação passou a ser diária e necessária (pra dizer melhor).<br /><br />É importante contar (coisa que já fiz em post anterior) que adentrei a blogosfera (em maio de 2006) pelas mãos do meu filho Gabriel. Como estudante de jornalismo (na altura), teve como tarefa a criação de um blog (o </span><a href="http://dendeenoticias.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-size:130%;">http://dendeenoticias.blogspot.com/</span></a><span style="font-size:130%;">) e deu-me a idéia de criar outro para mim. Em menos de seis meses conheci o meu Zé (apelidado, por mim, de José Maroto por conta do super sorriso que tem o rapaz... E todos hão de concordar comigo, sem dúvida). </span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247964175942132690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/SNSDnPUBo9I/AAAAAAAABsU/UJOV1JEVx3w/s400/Jos%C3%A9+Maroto.jpg" border="0" /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Foi assim que tudo começou...<br /><br /><br /><br />E todo dia vinte comemoramos este presente que a vida nos deu e continua dando.<br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;"><strong>Feliz dia 20, meu amor!!!!!!! </strong></span></span><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-2016289041096926266?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-13902138251025847882008-08-27T15:38:00.002+01:002008-08-27T15:40:15.150+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/SLVnGUQXrsI/AAAAAAAABoM/wHyqsDuiH4I/s1600-h/P1070734.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239207099729686210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/SLVnGUQXrsI/AAAAAAAABoM/wHyqsDuiH4I/s400/P1070734.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;">a dança do vento<br />traz o teu perfume<br /><br />pensas em mim<br />neste exato momento<br /><br />estamos juntos, suspensos<br />no espaço e no tempo<br /><br />choram<br />duas saudades<br />dentro do peito</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-1390213825102584788?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-36588679689016710742008-08-21T22:07:00.004+01:002011-09-21T02:45:19.866+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/SK3aQAqgbWI/AAAAAAAABnU/9swEg9lirXE/s1600-h/produtos+gabian+0301.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237081910292802914" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/SK3aQAqgbWI/AAAAAAAABnU/9swEg9lirXE/s400/produtos+gabian+0301.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /></a><br /><div style="color: #351c75;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 130%;">“Descobri que eu fazia do amor um cálculo matemático errado: pensava que, somando as compreensões, eu amava. Não sabia que, somando as <b>incompreensões</b>, é que se ama verdadeiramente”.</span></div><div style="color: #351c75;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 130%;"></span> </div><div style="color: #351c75;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: 130%;"></span> </div><div style="color: #351c75;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: 130%;"></span> </div><div style="color: #351c75;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 130%;"></span></div><div style="color: #351c75;"><span style="font-size: 130%;"></span></div><div style="color: #351c75;"><span style="font-size: 130%;"></span></div><div style="color: #351c75;"><b> Clarice Lispector</b></div><div><b><span style="color: #cc66cc;"></span></b> </div><div><b><span style="color: #cc66cc;"> </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #cc66cc;"> </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #cc66cc;"></span></b> </div><div><b><span style="color: #cc66cc;"> </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #cc66cc;"> </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #cc66cc;"></span></b> </div><div><b><span style="color: #cc66cc;"> </span></b></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-3658867968901671074?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-62547596627548530122008-08-20T02:45:00.003+01:002008-08-20T02:55:15.209+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/SKt3wLwaJkI/AAAAAAAABm8/ubvGvr4mupw/s1600-h/mandala.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236410661421590082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/SKt3wLwaJkI/AAAAAAAABm8/ubvGvr4mupw/s400/mandala.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"> peguei emprestadas</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">as cores do arco-íris</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">e com elas pintei</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">o nosso amor </span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Feliz nosso dia!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Amo-te </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-6254759662754853012?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-16567245011427932022008-08-10T05:58:00.011+01:002008-08-11T12:59:13.753+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/SJ52C_nDAKI/AAAAAAAABlI/l6grv5ghGvQ/s1600-h/P1080222.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232749610858119330" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/SJ52C_nDAKI/AAAAAAAABlI/l6grv5ghGvQ/s400/P1080222.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Gostoso é ouvir o mar</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Brisa a falar poemas</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Como sussurro cadente</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Canção que vem pra ninar</strong></span></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span></strong><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Insenso crepuscular</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Bailado de aroma doce</strong></span></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Perfume de uma saudade</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Almas a lagrimar</strong></span></div><br><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">A foto é de autoria do meu Zé</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong></div><br /><br> <br /><br><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-1656724501142793202?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-50747199820519456482008-07-20T15:06:00.004+01:002008-07-20T15:15:24.876+01:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/SINGjhV0KLI/AAAAAAAABiY/Bjgs6wwdC7o/s1600-h/CI7LAr098877-02.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225097568739141810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/SINGjhV0KLI/AAAAAAAABiY/Bjgs6wwdC7o/s400/CI7LAr098877-02.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"> O dia 20 seria alegre como estas flores se estivéssemos mais juntinhos.<br /><br />O mais importante é que o que sentimos um pelo outro permanece inatingível, imutável e leve.<br /><br /><br />Amo-te....</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-5074719982051945648?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-44752122432274400222008-07-17T01:03:00.005+01:002008-07-17T01:16:59.581+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/SH6M2O4qS8I/AAAAAAAABiA/y6jz0r5KDm8/s1600-h/P6210337.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/SH6M2O4qS8I/AAAAAAAABiA/y6jz0r5KDm8/s400/P6210337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223767481132927938" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;">Neste por de sol<br />mergulho vontades<br />desejos<br />recolho segredos<br />que não te posso contar</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/SH6Mufo52XI/AAAAAAAABh4/RXwnsY454Ds/s1600-h/P6210331.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/SH6Mufo52XI/AAAAAAAABh4/RXwnsY454Ds/s400/P6210331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223767348191287666" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Um fim de tarde<br />anuncia<br />a noite a mais<br />de agonia<br />com olhos de não sonhar<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">As fotos são de minha autoria - Por de sol em Cachoeira</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">As palavras eclodem da imensa saudade do meu Zé<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-4475212243227440022?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-33713807129246611142008-05-26T01:14:00.006+01:002008-07-17T01:17:48.278+01:00<div><span style="font-size:130%;">Se eu pudesse viajar nas horas</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;">Dormiria o tempo do esperar</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;">Se eu pudesse viajar nas horas</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;">Acordava no tempo do encontrar<br /><br /><br /> <br /><br /> </span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204474461507063442" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/SDoB8sC4jpI/AAAAAAAABcQ/So2-XGTzR38/s400/lelete+0522.jpg" border="0" /></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br />Parece que o tempo gira e volta sempre ao mesmo lugar!</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">Faltam duas semanas, mas ainda falta muito!!!!!!</span></div><div></div><div></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">O tempo mede sempre mais que o dobro, na contagem do coração de quem ama!<br /><br /><br /><br /> <br /><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span></div><div> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-3371380712924661114?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-51841691831655677062008-04-20T23:14:00.002+01:002008-04-20T23:24:57.079+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/SAvAz_-jsJI/AAAAAAAABYs/3NxdGC3fmUs/s1600-h/P1070460.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191454995054309522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/SAvAz_-jsJI/AAAAAAAABYs/3NxdGC3fmUs/s400/P1070460.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:130%;">Queria ser um poeta</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">pra te dizer as palavras </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">que descrevessem</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">fielmente</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">todos os meus sentimentos.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Através dessa imagem </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">você consegue, muito bem,</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">registrar</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">0 verdadeiro símbolo da nossa saudade</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Viva mais um dia 20</strong>!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Te amo!!!!!!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-5184169183165567706?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-22461940196097032982008-04-06T19:59:00.003+01:002008-04-06T20:11:50.819+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/R_keDiZ9Z6I/AAAAAAAABYI/bst9HC3ByeQ/s1600-h/P2230050.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186209492017964962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/R_keDiZ9Z6I/AAAAAAAABYI/bst9HC3ByeQ/s400/P2230050.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/R_kd1SZ9Z5I/AAAAAAAABYA/OxfibGFX134/s1600-h/P2230051.JPG"></a><div><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Incrível como três meses passaram com a mesma duração de uma pequena vela.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">O calor da vela é efêmero.... Mas, aquele que arde em meu peito resiste a todos os nossos encontros e despedidas.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">Que junho chegue rapidinho.... </span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span></div><div> </div><div><br /> </div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-2246194019609703298?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-52811264571542949662008-03-12T07:45:00.001Z2008-03-12T12:01:52.345Z<a href="http://www.blogger.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R9fBYwoKCE0AABB7Stw1"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.leticiagabian.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R9fBYwoKCE0AABB7Stw1/P3070174.JPG?et=BZeQ5cYaO4Qup5m5jk9NJQ&amp;nmid=" border="0" /></a><span class="insertedphoto"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R9fAvwoKCE0AAH8T-B41"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.leticiagabian.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R9fAvwoKCE0AAH8T-B41/P3070176.JPG?et=tkVPakLEpdc6pOYWmjwF0g&amp;nmid=" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />De amiga virtual....Para amiga real!!!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class="multiply:no_crosspost"></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-5281126457154294966?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-22334742452542712452008-03-05T17:48:00.001Z2008-03-05T23:14:20.910Z<span style="font-size:180%;"><br />No próximo <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Sábado, dia 8</span>, vou participar da feira <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">"Do It Yourself"</span> que é uma iniciativa da<span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"> </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">CREWHASSAN</span> (Cooperativa Cultural). Assim como os meus, vários outros produtos manufaturados estarão à venda.<br />O local da feira é: <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Rua das Portas de Stº Antão 169, 1º andar</span>, em frente ao Ateneu de Lisboa.<br />Horário: das <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">16H às 02H</span> da manhã.<br />Estão todos convidados!<br /><br />Vou expor:<br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Colares de fuxico e missangas</span><br /><br /><span class="insertedphoto"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R88cnwoKCE0AAExgrn81"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.leticiagabian.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R88cnwoKCE0AAExgrn81/P3050084.JPG?et=SGB9feOLVWS6MkED4%2CgO6Q&amp;nmid=&amp;nmid=84990398&amp;nmid=84990398&amp;nmid=84990398" border="0" /></a></span><br /><br /><span class="insertedphoto"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R88caQoKCE0AAD9-fWg1"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.leticiagabian.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R88caQoKCE0AAD9-fWg1/P3050083.JPG?et=9NcxqIJayJcwD0fnbfngSw&amp;nmid=&amp;nmid=84990398&amp;nmid=84990398&amp;nmid=84990398" border="0" /></a></span><br /><br /><span class="insertedphoto"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R88cLAoKCE0AAET0les1"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.leticiagabian.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R88cLAoKCE0AAET0les1/P3050076.JPG?et=I185IouvbwHLqZaT0y%2BNAQ&amp;nmid=&amp;nmid=84990398&amp;nmid=84990398&amp;nmid=84990398" border="0" /></a></span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="insertedphoto"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R88b7QoKCE0AAD9Md1w1"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.leticiagabian.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R88b7QoKCE0AAD9Md1w1/P3050075.JPG?et=mFXVvnn%2BVUBV2Vm%2Bh9n5JA&amp;nmid=&amp;nmid=84990398&amp;nmid=84990398&amp;nmid=84990398" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"><br /><br />Cartões pintados à mão</span><br /><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R88VSwoKCE0AAFczi5s1"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.leticiagabian.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R88VSwoKCE0AAFczi5s1/P3050169.JPG?et=sqRzXfUhieDAc1N42m4HTw&amp;nmid=" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R88VJQoKCE0AAFaLg4o1"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.leticiagabian.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R88VJQoKCE0AAFaLg4o1/P3050170.JPG?et=m1wvr8XF8R1h1m%2CCR7O0vQ&amp;nmid=" border="0" /></a><br /><br /> <a href="http://www.blogger.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R88U@woKCE0AAEnTXW41"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.leticiagabian.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R88U@woKCE0AAEnTXW41/P3050164.JPG?et=T12W6GAaGvgunrGiy%2C5Qpg&amp;nmid=" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"><br /><br />Cadernos com capas pintadas à mão<br /><br /></span><a href="http://www.blogger.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R88UzQoKCE0AAFBjagM1"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.leticiagabian.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R88UzQoKCE0AAFBjagM1/P3050173.JPG?et=ZN69njY4BypKnRRS4JSpXw&amp;nmid=" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R88UdAoKCE0AAEnOWZ81"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.leticiagabian.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R88UdAoKCE0AAEnOWZ81/P3050140.JPG?et=uCwVFMN%2CoZpoI6frInMOaA&amp;nmid=" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span class="insertedphoto"> <a href="http://www.blogger.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R88UowoKCE0AAEliVY81"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.leticiagabian.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R88UowoKCE0AAEliVY81/P3050142.JPG?et=j0vrNtJzywsCpj5MHn1jaA&amp;nmid=&amp;nmid=84990398&amp;nmid=84990398&amp;nmid=84990398" border="0" /></a></span><span class="insertedphoto"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"><br />Caixas Pintadas à mão</span><br /><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R88UHAoKCE0AAEHZPbU1"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.leticiagabian.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R88UHAoKCE0AAEHZPbU1/P3050130.JPG?et=qApGOeVtq1jYGmq8nnLUFQ&amp;nmid=&amp;nmid=84990398&amp;nmid=84990398&amp;nmid=84990398" border="0" /></a><br /><br /> <a href="http://www.blogger.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R88T4AoKCE0AAD5bNEU1"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.leticiagabian.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R88T4AoKCE0AAD5bNEU1/P3050127.JPG?et=jspsD1JlXK3783L%2Bsot1Wg&amp;nmid=" border="0" /></a><br /><br /> <a href="http://www.blogger.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R88TqwoKCE0AADSpIcA1"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.leticiagabian.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R88TqwoKCE0AADSpIcA1/P3050124.JPG?et=MaQ1wS9%2BkcV8w%2CnkOj66sQ&amp;nmid=" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /></span></div></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-2233474245254271245?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-85397902201800482002008-03-02T08:11:00.001Z2008-03-02T13:17:22.274Z<span class="insertedphoto"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R8qm-AoKCE0AAAq2rX81"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.leticiagabian.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R8qm-AoKCE0AAAq2rX81/P2230056.JPG?et=Esh5jRiU%2BmYq1%2BGAF28Jmg&amp;nmid=" border="0" /></a></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Imaginem um lugar, no Brasil, com o nome: Casa dos Cacetes.<br />Ia prestar?<br />Hehehehe!!!!!!!!!<br /><br /><br /> </span> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class="multiply:no_crosspost"></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-8539790220180048200?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-64524379801002380412008-02-25T15:35:00.000Z2008-02-25T20:35:52.932Z<a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R8MlHwoKCE0AAFUSZPE1"><a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R8MlWAoKCE0AAFv1fN81"><a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R8MlhwoKCE0AAFu9crY1"><a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R8MltAoKCE0AAGVtmHs1"><a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R8Ml2QoKCE0AAGshtPk1"><a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R8Ml-AoKCE0AAGhmorU1"><a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R8MmKwoKCE0AAHNd0JU1"><a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R8MmTQoKCE0AAHMOycs1"><span class="insertedphoto"><a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R8MmhQoKCE0AAHCkwq41"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.leticiagabian.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R8MmhQoKCE0AAHCkwq41/P1070058.JPG?et=sQxnuGpgSN2NCdqzOeTSOQ&nmid=" border="0"></a></span></a><span class="insertedphoto"><a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R8MmTQoKCE0AAHMOycs1"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.leticiagabian.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R8MmTQoKCE0AAHMOycs1/P1070040.JPG?et=IfnH9ksHzop7HZ4KcYndLA&nmid=" border="0"></a></span></a><span class="insertedphoto"><a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R8MmKwoKCE0AAHNd0JU1"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.leticiagabian.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R8MmKwoKCE0AAHNd0JU1/P1070039.JPG?et=sZzEA994o6jr%2BJQ4bxcUgQ&nmid=" border="0"></a></span></a><span class="insertedphoto"><a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R8Ml-AoKCE0AAGhmorU1"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.leticiagabian.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R8Ml-AoKCE0AAGhmorU1/P1070034.JPG?et=0s7lSafAzf2oUlGo5lYU3A&nmid=" border="0"></a></span></a><span class="insertedphoto"><a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R8Ml2QoKCE0AAGshtPk1"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.leticiagabian.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R8Ml2QoKCE0AAGshtPk1/P1070023.JPG?et=4kZXcQuLmB1TwS8uorRdog&nmid=" border="0"></a></span></a><span class="insertedphoto"><a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R8MltAoKCE0AAGVtmHs1"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.leticiagabian.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R8MltAoKCE0AAGVtmHs1/P1070021.JPG?et=fjg5vfxJl5nQF5nX6fm9vw&nmid=" border="0"></a></span></a><span class="insertedphoto"><a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R8MlhwoKCE0AAFu9crY1"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.leticiagabian.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R8MlhwoKCE0AAFu9crY1/P1070009.JPG?et=DvWre5E1p55FE5LG6Vf%2BWg&nmid=" border="0"></a></span></a><span class="insertedphoto"><a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R8MlWAoKCE0AAFv1fN81"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.leticiagabian.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R8MlWAoKCE0AAFv1fN81/P1070006.JPG?et=hDPZLZyq0UMi4PVuTNcxEw&nmid=" border="0"></a></span></a><span class="insertedphoto"><a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R8MlHwoKCE0AAFUSZPE1"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.leticiagabian.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R8MlHwoKCE0AAFUSZPE1/P1060981.JPG?et=puRjUy98sHiKJ%2CKCzXu75g&nmid=" border="0"></a><br><br></span> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-6452437980100238041?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-23111708046245753462008-02-25T14:40:00.000Z2008-02-25T19:40:40.622Z<a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R8MWiAoKCE0AAEWzC2U1"><span class="insertedphoto"><a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R8MYBAoKCE0AAGLnkr81"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.leticiagabian.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R8MYBAoKCE0AAGLnkr81/P1060991.JPG?et=Om7UCNqNEENiZopKJ25Drw&nmid=" border="0"></a></span></a><span class="insertedphoto"><a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R8MWiAoKCE0AAEWzC2U1"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.leticiagabian.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R8MWiAoKCE0AAEWzC2U1/P1060953.JPG?et=shFI6GOgZzVbw%2CWV1zrDDA&nmid=" border="0"></a></span> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-2311170804624575346?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-37962657044071783972008-02-25T04:31:00.000Z2008-02-25T09:31:22.302Z<a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R8KBnAoKCE0AACnXt7g1"><a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R8KDfgoKCE0AAGUDmjc1"><a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R8KFtwoKCE0AACOrgoY1"><span class="insertedphoto"><a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R8KIqgoKCE0AAAHR2Eg1"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.leticiagabian.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R8KIqgoKCE0AAAHR2Eg1/P1070015.JPG?et=5B0piNC4AbmLvfUp0tsmFw&nmid=" border="0"></a></span></a><span class="insertedphoto"><a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R8KFtwoKCE0AACOrgoY1"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.leticiagabian.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R8KFtwoKCE0AACOrgoY1/P1060987.JPG?et=7Abrn%2CfJlAJ1rpXqGgLmUg&nmid=" border="0"></a></span></a><span class="insertedphoto"><a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R8KDfgoKCE0AAGUDmjc1"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.leticiagabian.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R8KDfgoKCE0AAGUDmjc1/P1060982.JPG?et=5YdDQtH3hUmIqZJ8GYLGbA&nmid=" border="0"></a></span></a><span class="insertedphoto"><a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R8KBnAoKCE0AACnXt7g1"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.leticiagabian.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R8KBnAoKCE0AACnXt7g1/P1060960.JPG?et=COmqghchFB5gWzkZpu2Z4w&nmid=" border="0"></a></span> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-3796265704407178397?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-30696393383941080732008-02-20T09:49:00.000Z2008-02-20T14:49:09.033ZMais uma canja animada, desta vez com o Pedro Moura, no Jardim da Cerveja (Lisboa), em pleno carnaval. Foi ótimo! E o Pedro é gente muito boa, uma figuraça.... Olha só a cara dele!!!!!!!<a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R7w9WAoKCE0AACeXYBo1"><span class="insertedphoto"></span></a><a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R7w9lgoKCE0AADNNLFg1"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.leticiagabian.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R7w9lgoKCE0AADNNLFg1/P1060944.JPG?et=IUOcA37SP7BZcXY2kTII7Q&nmid=" border="0"></a><span class="insertedphoto"><a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R7w9WAoKCE0AACeXYBo1"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.leticiagabian.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R7w9WAoKCE0AACeXYBo1/P1060943.JPG?et=saxv3NnKsbekJ%2Ce3UUrJEQ&nmid=" border="0"></a></span> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-3069639338394108073?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-7063152973581809592008-02-18T12:01:00.003Z2008-02-18T12:07:07.436Z<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/R7l0cUvKcII/AAAAAAAABUA/by9iQf8_uwQ/s1600-h/P2090096_1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/R7l0cUvKcII/AAAAAAAABUA/by9iQf8_uwQ/s400/P2090096_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168290077336039554" border="0" /></a>Fui acompanhada, numa canja, por Rogério (Rogério Charraz Trio) na Taverna dos Trovadores, em Sintra...... E foi muito bom! Adorei!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-706315297358180959?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-3686998093607058792008-02-13T21:34:00.005Z2008-02-13T21:50:15.883Z<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/R7Ni5EvKcFI/AAAAAAAABTo/doj98_BijuU/s1600-h/P2120008.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/R7Ni5EvKcFI/AAAAAAAABTo/doj98_BijuU/s400/P2120008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166581930187714642" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">É levar a vida inteira<br />cada dia mais apaixonados<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-368699809360705879?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-72741511879815449552008-01-28T11:22:00.001Z2008-01-28T11:29:36.663Z<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/R527PGc9iVI/AAAAAAAABTI/_f9D800J5fM/s1600-h/P1060886.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/R527PGc9iVI/AAAAAAAABTI/_f9D800J5fM/s400/P1060886.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160486616140974418" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Os maiores presentes que poderia ter recebido, neste mes de Janeiro, no mes de aniversário: a formatura do meu filhão e o fato de poder estar juntinho ao meu Zé.<br /><br />Bom demais!!!!!!! Melhor que fazer 15 anos!!!!!!!<br /><br /> Deixo uma fatia de torta de chocolate, pra cada um que por aqui passar, além de um abraço cheio de afeto<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-7274151187981544955?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-8879674271241935882008-01-09T23:40:00.001Z2008-01-28T12:08:48.679Z<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/R4VbnGEXsWI/AAAAAAAABRs/5-odaELiDyY/s1600-h/808G0064.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153626075797369186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/R4VbnGEXsWI/AAAAAAAABRs/5-odaELiDyY/s400/808G0064.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/R4Va3mEXsVI/AAAAAAAABRk/-uReYfdXw5Q/s1600-h/808G0064.jpg"></a></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:130%;">O meu pote no fim do arco-íris.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-887967427124193588?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-77034989356603249942008-01-04T22:02:00.001Z2008-01-04T22:11:05.176Z<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/R36uEWEXsUI/AAAAAAAABRc/8h8s2odspmE/s1600-h/P1060837.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/R36uEWEXsUI/AAAAAAAABRc/8h8s2odspmE/s400/P1060837.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151746413425045826" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Belezas que, junto aos braços do meu amor, me fazem esquecer do frio</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-7703498935660324994?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-46284116871533138512007-12-21T14:57:00.000Z2007-12-21T15:08:49.987Z<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/R2vVyGEXsRI/AAAAAAAABRE/FTKRf0xUVqU/s1600-h/P1050847.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146442055800041746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/R2vVyGEXsRI/AAAAAAAABRE/FTKRf0xUVqU/s400/P1050847.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Daqui a algumas horas apenas </span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">estarei indo em direção ao vôo </span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">que me levará pra junto do meu amor.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Amanhã, o bom dia será acompanhado</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">de um beijo dos nossos</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">e daquele abraço tão esperado.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-4628411687153313851?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-82148241228896977682007-12-16T15:54:00.000Z2007-12-16T16:03:42.676Z<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/R2VKqGEXsPI/AAAAAAAABQ0/_d_Sy0lrTC0/s1600-h/P1060829.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144600236384563442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/R2VKqGEXsPI/AAAAAAAABQ0/_d_Sy0lrTC0/s400/P1060829.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Tudo fica mais fácil</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">pois me ajudas iluminando os caminhos,</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">e me dás o calor que aquece meu coração</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><span style="font-size:180%;"><div><br /> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div></span><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Amo-te</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">por isso e muito mais</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><span style="font-size:180%;"><div><br /> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div></span><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-8214824122889697768?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-21435787814596800932007-12-10T23:43:00.000Z2007-12-11T00:02:55.655Z<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/R13RCYyu0TI/AAAAAAAABP0/GO4dyZKwiEo/s1600-h/P1060191.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142496188472152370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/R13RCYyu0TI/AAAAAAAABP0/GO4dyZKwiEo/s400/P1060191.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p><span style="font-size:180%;">sombra</span></p><p><span style="font-size:180%;">firmeza</span></p><p><span style="font-size:180%;">proteção</span></p><p><span style="font-size:180%;">equilíbrio</span></p><p><span style="font-size:180%;">calor</span></p><p><span style="font-size:180%;">bem estar</span></p><p><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:180%;">que é tudo que sinto </span></p><p><span style="font-size:180%;">quando me perco no teu abraço</span></p><p><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></p><p></p><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-2143578781459680093?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-58864767087951416902007-12-09T16:31:00.000Z2007-12-09T16:49:22.134Z<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/R1waVFeG_YI/AAAAAAAABPM/r0KMBgMVtVY/s1600-h/100_0384.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142013824098303362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/R1waVFeG_YI/AAAAAAAABPM/r0KMBgMVtVY/s400/100_0384.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/R1wZEVeG_XI/AAAAAAAABPE/7EKih8m9wVY/s1600-h/100_0517.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142012436823866738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/R1wZEVeG_XI/AAAAAAAABPE/7EKih8m9wVY/s400/100_0517.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"><strong> As fotos são de Manuel Cocharro</strong></span></div><span style="font-size:78%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><p><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></p><span style="font-size:78%;"><strong><p><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">A flor e o espinho<br /><span style="font-size:85%;">(Nelson Cavaquinho, Guilherme de Brito e Alcides Caminha)</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">Tire o seu sorriso do caminho</span></p><p><span style="font-size:100%;">Que eu quero passar com a minha dor</span></p><p><span style="font-size:100%;">Hoje pra você eu sou espinho</span></p><p><span style="font-size:100%;">Espinho não machuca a flor</span></p><p><span style="font-size:100%;">Eu só errei quando juntei minh'alma à sua</span></p><p><span style="font-size:100%;">O sol não pode viver perto da lua</span></p><p><span style="font-size:100%;">É no espelho que eu vejo a minha mágoa</span></p><p><span style="font-size:100%;">É minha dor e os meus olhos rasos d'água</span></p><p><span style="font-size:100%;">Eu na tua vida já fui uma flor</span></p><p><span style="font-size:100%;">Hoje sou espinho em seu amor</span></p><p><span style="font-size:100%;">Tire o seu sorriso do caminho</span></p><p><span style="font-size:100%;">Que eu quero passar com minha dor</span></p><p><span style="font-size:100%;">Hoje pra você eu sou espinho</span></p><p><span style="font-size:100%;">Espinho não machuca a flor</span></p><p><span style="font-size:100%;">Eu só errei quando juntei minh'alma à sua</span></p><p><span style="font-size:100%;">O sol não pode viver perto da lua<br />O sol não pode viver perto da lua</span></p><p></span><span style="font-size:100%;"></span></strong></p><br /></span><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-5886476708795141690?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-7862630305335790142007-12-02T22:39:00.000Z2007-12-02T22:57:43.388Z<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/R1M04leG_NI/AAAAAAAABN4/SMC7xKJAcNA/s1600-R/P1040434.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139509746495585490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/R1M04leG_NI/AAAAAAAABN4/6eGXYPDe81E/s400/P1040434.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Guardo comigo todas as flores que me destes....</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"> Momentos de um perfume só de nós dois.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-786263030533579014?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-66663311702340160992007-11-24T21:32:00.000Z2007-11-24T21:50:37.654Z<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/R0ibK6x9k9I/AAAAAAAABKY/dFKs7EVYDmw/s1600-h/P1060766.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136525986895860690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/R0ibK6x9k9I/AAAAAAAABKY/dFKs7EVYDmw/s400/P1060766.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/R0ia_6x9k8I/AAAAAAAABKQ/SahFj9w3wfY/s1600-h/P1060765.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136525797917299650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/R0ia_6x9k8I/AAAAAAAABKQ/SahFj9w3wfY/s400/P1060765.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Uma festa boa pra uns...</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Injusta, pra outros.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Mas, pra mim terá um novo encanto</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Um novo sabor.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Nós dois seremos os presentes, um do outro</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-6666331170234016099?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-88035747941256575512007-11-20T16:53:00.000Z2007-11-20T17:13:46.671Z<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/R0MTPqx9kwI/AAAAAAAABIw/3rIyb8PsIWM/s1600-h/P1050848.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134969160035308290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/R0MTPqx9kwI/AAAAAAAABIw/3rIyb8PsIWM/s400/P1050848.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Que ao final</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">vai dar no encontro </span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">de nós dois.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Milhões de beijos pelo nosso dia de hoje, meu tuga!</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-8803574794125657551?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-76595938374875561952007-11-18T00:20:00.000Z2007-11-18T00:26:13.382Z<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/Rz-F3ax9ksI/AAAAAAAABIQ/Et2w2XBFXEU/s1600-h/Blog+13240124411.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133969287353832130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/Rz-F3ax9ksI/AAAAAAAABIQ/Et2w2XBFXEU/s400/Blog+13240124411.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Hoje </span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">precisava que a distância</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">tivesse a medida </span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">do meu braço estendido</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div> </div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-7659593837487556195?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-46931738159599318362007-11-16T00:15:00.000Z2007-11-16T00:19:54.257Z<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/Rzzh66x9koI/AAAAAAAABHw/rMAxFWRmPd0/s1600-h/Blog+1324012751.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133226077622997634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/Rzzh66x9koI/AAAAAAAABHw/rMAxFWRmPd0/s400/Blog+1324012751.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-4693173815959931836?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-83782507421265833602007-11-13T21:37:00.000Z2007-11-13T21:52:03.071Z<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RzobFnjaInI/AAAAAAAABHU/iF9ENAmLZBI/s1600-h/blog+13249.1jpg.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132444508672893554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RzobFnjaInI/AAAAAAAABHU/iF9ENAmLZBI/s400/blog+13249.1jpg.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">Panô de parede</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">Pintado por mim</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong> </div><div><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong> </div><div><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong> </div><div><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"> </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong> </div><div><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"> </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong> </div><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-8378250742126583360?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-28961204266507657892007-11-07T21:48:00.000Z2007-11-07T22:02:53.729Z<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RzI1lsjIOyI/AAAAAAAABDs/YVFH9o_m2MY/s1600-h/Blog+132401250.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130221847258348322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RzI1lsjIOyI/AAAAAAAABDs/YVFH9o_m2MY/s400/Blog+132401250.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Em minha vida!</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div> </div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-2896120426650765789?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-41810144620081231892007-11-05T19:32:00.000Z2007-11-05T19:38:12.787Z<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/Ry9wpMjIOvI/AAAAAAAABDU/KIYfDVLHNNs/s1600-h/Blog+1324012321.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129442353643797234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/Ry9wpMjIOvI/AAAAAAAABDU/KIYfDVLHNNs/s400/Blog+1324012321.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-4181014462008123189?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-87868201655382499632007-11-03T16:17:00.000Z2007-11-03T16:37:49.966Z<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RyyhQcjIOtI/AAAAAAAABDE/BpSt6Ahyd9g/s1600-h/P1060393.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128651379581663954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RyyhQcjIOtI/AAAAAAAABDE/BpSt6Ahyd9g/s400/P1060393.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Sempre que fecho os olhos</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">revisito nossos lugares... Cada luz, cada sombra, cada aroma, cada toque, cada gosto... Nossos olhares, cada palavra dita, cada palavra pensada e sentida...</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Revejo nós dois.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-8786820165538249963?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-39319299883464973622007-10-31T00:15:00.000Z2007-10-31T00:51:22.056Z<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RyfKBMjIOoI/AAAAAAAABCc/JgACrgdxbms/s1600-h/P1030558.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127288822681844354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RyfKBMjIOoI/AAAAAAAABCc/JgACrgdxbms/s400/P1030558.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RyfJfcjIOnI/AAAAAAAABCU/1Ui13Xe7osk/s1600-h/P1060742.jpg"></a><span style="font-size:180%;">Cada traço representa uma história, </span><span style="font-size:180%;">um momento, uma pessoa... Um ato</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Tangente à linha do coração</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Meu nome é sulco entalhado</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">É mistério, é destino.... É de fato</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><br /><div><br /><br /></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-3931929988346497362?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-33543619880682637892007-10-28T14:27:00.000Z2007-10-29T01:40:30.244Z<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RyU55cjIOlI/AAAAAAAABCE/NBZLOE1y2Tk/s1600-h/P1040225.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126567409910037074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RyU55cjIOlI/AAAAAAAABCE/NBZLOE1y2Tk/s400/P1040225.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RySfX8jIOiI/AAAAAAAABBs/NAJJofkEmyI/s1600-h/P1060043.JPG"></a><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Por quantas noites ainda </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;">vou olhar para a lua</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;">e nela ver os teus olhos?</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><br /><div></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Anseio a volta das noites </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;">onde juntos, enamorados,</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;">apaixonados, para além do ver,</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;">íamos até ela</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-3354361988068263789?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-61846318334139531772007-10-25T22:29:00.000+01:002007-10-25T22:48:25.784+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RyELpMjIOcI/AAAAAAAABBA/pQML_bPl4jQ/s1600-h/P1060635.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125390653295442370" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RyELpMjIOcI/AAAAAAAABBA/pQML_bPl4jQ/s400/P1060635.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;">As cidades são tão grandes...</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Há tantas luzes, tanta gente...</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Os países são imensos</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Com seus mares e oceanos</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Terras tão gigantes.....</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Que coisa fantástica termos nos conhecido!</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Nós, dois pontinhos tão distantes</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Eu, aqui </span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">E tu </span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Lá do outro lado </span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Da Linha que separa o norte do sul<br /><br /><br /><br /></span></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-6184631833413953177?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-52857700113825670152007-10-23T22:57:00.000+01:002007-10-23T23:05:21.437+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/Rx5vPFajarI/AAAAAAAABAo/b5lt48jJPms/s1600-h/P1060585.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124655730936474290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/Rx5vPFajarI/AAAAAAAABAo/b5lt48jJPms/s400/P1060585.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/Rx5uzFajaqI/AAAAAAAABAg/eEmgRjxaBrk/s1600-h/P1040465.JPG"></a><div><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Acordo todos os dias </span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">a sentir o frescor</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">do meu amor por ti</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">como se estivesses em mim</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">qual uma hortelã em flor</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-5285770011382567015?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-67864672976035529352007-10-21T00:52:00.000+01:002007-10-21T00:57:33.263+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RxqVPVajanI/AAAAAAAABAI/JRH6fKprlt4/s1600-h/P1060604.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123571616766454386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RxqVPVajanI/AAAAAAAABAI/JRH6fKprlt4/s400/P1060604.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Folhagem..... Maquiagem?</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-6786467297603552935?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-7989825242335044382007-10-18T15:10:00.000+01:002007-10-18T17:29:49.212+01:00<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Pedaço de Mim</span> </span><span style="font-size:100%;">Chico Buarque<br /></span><a name="frm_code"></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Oh, pedaço de mim</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Oh, metade afastada de mim</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Leva o teu olhar</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Que a saudade é o pior tormento</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">É pior do que o esquecimento</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">É pior do que se entrevar</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Oh, pedaço de mim</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Oh, metade exilada de mim</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Leva os teus sinais</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Que a saudade dói como um barco</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Que aos poucos descreve um arco</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">E evita atracar no cais</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><strong><span style="color:#663366;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Oh, pedaço de mim</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Oh, metade arrancada de mim</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Leva o vulto teu</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Que a saudade é o revés de um parto</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">A saudade é arrumar o quarto</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Do filho que já morreu</span><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Oh, pedaço de mim</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Oh, metade amputada de mim</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Leva o que há de ti</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Que a saudade dói latejada</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">É assim como uma fisgada</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">No membro que já perdi</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Oh, pedaço de mim</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Oh, metade adorada de mim</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Leva os olhos meus</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Que a saudade é o pior castigo</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">E eu não quero levar comigo</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">A mortalha do amor</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Adeus</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-798982524233504438?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-61300947552018541462007-10-13T21:35:00.000+01:002007-10-13T21:40:54.566+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RxEtRFajakI/AAAAAAAAA_w/aR4ppTPQd54/s1600-h/P1060126.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120924022831540802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RxEtRFajakI/AAAAAAAAA_w/aR4ppTPQd54/s400/P1060126.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-6130094755201854146?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-25646918783551264282007-10-10T22:14:00.000+01:002007-10-10T22:35:29.248+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/Rw1C7FajagI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/h1sm3_x24lE/s1600-h/P1050915.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119821934223387138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/Rw1C7FajagI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/h1sm3_x24lE/s400/P1050915.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Os barcos em terra ...</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">E a minha saudade</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">a navegar... Navegar.... Navegar </span></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-2564691878355126428?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-82473451266222601932007-10-06T20:54:00.000+01:002007-10-06T21:51:53.403+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/Rwfx2FajabI/AAAAAAAAA-o/5uz7DjzyHQE/s1600-h/P10508911.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118325412998638002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/Rwfx2FajabI/AAAAAAAAA-o/5uz7DjzyHQE/s400/P10508911.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RwfwfFajaaI/AAAAAAAAA-g/xI7KdgUtyiE/s1600-h/P1050891.JPG"></a><div><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Paraíso?</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Paraíso é sentir o que sinto</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">quando estamos longe ou perto.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Paraíso é te sentir pulsar, bem aqui...</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Dentro do peito. </span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div> </div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div></div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RwfpoVajaZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/8ez1j7043jE/s1600-h/P1050887.JPG"></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-8247345126622260193?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-16491292672356432032007-10-04T21:04:00.000+01:002007-10-04T21:22:16.682+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RwVJXlajaWI/AAAAAAAAA-A/fElFvpvIDSw/s1600-h/P1060169.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117577221105740130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RwVJXlajaWI/AAAAAAAAA-A/fElFvpvIDSw/s400/P1060169.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Nem tudo é solidão e saudade...</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">A lembrança do beijo é companhia </span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Na vigília ou no sono</span><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Seja noite ou seja dia</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span> </div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-1649129267235643203?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-18058976388961360812007-10-01T01:20:00.000+01:002007-10-01T01:39:23.583+01:00<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116157055809579090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RwA9vFajaFI/AAAAAAAAA74/pPVfmwfbMLQ/s400/IMG_0409.JPG" border="0" /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Quando estou em meu quarto</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">e olho em volta, mas não estás lá,</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">parece que vivi um sonho bom</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">do qual não queria mesmo despertar.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Para o próximo sonho, amor,</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">o relógio vai ter que colaborar</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">e caminhar ligeirinho, ligeirinho!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Pois, dói muito ter que esperar!!!!!!!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-1805897638896136081?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-58384143122880002642007-09-28T00:57:00.000+01:002007-09-28T01:27:20.211+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RvxGN1ajaBI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/JmQ_g2BNtEE/s1600-h/P1050951.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115040480276736018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RvxGN1ajaBI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/JmQ_g2BNtEE/s400/P1050951.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"><strong> A foto-poema é de autoria do meu Zé</strong><br /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Um cantinho</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><br />um lugar</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><br />um detalhe</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><br />particularidades</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><br />minúcias</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><br />pormenores...<br /><br />Nada é pequeno</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><br />na memória </span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:180%;">de quem</span></span> <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:180%;">ama</span></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-5838414312288000264?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-59239528645109874452007-09-27T01:37:00.000+01:002007-09-27T01:46:39.565+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/Rvr8AVajZ_I/AAAAAAAAA7I/Z_w6OsCt-2o/s1600-h/P10509491.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114677409511335922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/Rvr8AVajZ_I/AAAAAAAAA7I/Z_w6OsCt-2o/s400/P10509491.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><strong>A foto-poema é da autoria do meu Zé</strong></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Da delicadeza da flor</span> </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">à fortaleza do amor</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">É assim a primavera em meu coração</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Só porque estás comigo</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><p><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><span style="font-size:180%;"></p></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-5923952864510987445?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-38585456506977100812007-09-17T02:32:00.000+01:002007-09-28T01:28:47.062+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/Ru3a9n2_9vI/AAAAAAAAA5I/upJP4unZiCQ/s1600-h/P1060198.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110981904341923570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/Ru3a9n2_9vI/AAAAAAAAA5I/upJP4unZiCQ/s400/P1060198.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><p></p><p><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Como posso estar inteira</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">se levastes contigo </span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">a tua parte de mim?</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Agora choro um oceano</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span></strong></p><p> </p><p><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></p><p></p><p><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-3858545650697710081?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-21860681446475427412007-08-31T13:08:00.000+01:002007-08-31T13:12:26.769+01:00<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Vou ali, viver e ser feliz.<br />Fico longe por duas semanas.<br />Deixo a felicidade com quem por aqui passar.<br />Até a volta</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-2186068144647542741?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-41704812364881613532007-08-28T23:02:00.000+01:002007-08-28T23:15:21.768+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RtSb3fFTUBI/AAAAAAAAA3w/rOhWI0oTTh4/s1600-h/Blog+1657564768.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103875655256461330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RtSb3fFTUBI/AAAAAAAAA3w/rOhWI0oTTh4/s400/Blog+1657564768.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Puxa! </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Acho que nem o pó de guaraná dava jeito!</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">E ainda faltam dois dias inteirinhos!!!!!!!!!!! </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span></strong></div><div> </div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div></div><div><strong></strong></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-4170481236488161353?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-31717182424054170622007-08-26T07:59:00.000+01:002007-08-26T08:28:49.320+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RtEmzfFTT3I/AAAAAAAAA2g/ew-_FX0sRG4/s1600-h/Blog+1657564767.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102902518746402674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RtEmzfFTT3I/AAAAAAAAA2g/ew-_FX0sRG4/s400/Blog+1657564767.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RtEk9fFTT2I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/DgdwgztQdwI/s1600-h/Blog+1657564766.jpg"></a><div><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;">Vem cá, será que dava pra injetar guaraná em pó nessa tartaruga?</span></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><br /><br /> </div><div> </div><div><br /><br /> </div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-3171718242405417062?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-65072109650998244762007-08-23T06:31:00.000+01:002007-08-23T06:44:39.685+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/Rs0dAPFTTsI/AAAAAAAAA1I/qXFAR7SDjj8/s1600-h/P1040388.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101765842766614210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/Rs0dAPFTTsI/AAAAAAAAA1I/qXFAR7SDjj8/s400/P1040388.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">Não aprendi<br />O foxtrote animado<br />Maracatu, sapateado<br />Dança do ventre e fandango<br />Nem mesmo o samba rasgado<br /><br />Mas quando gira no teto<br />Aquele globo espelhado<br />Anunciando Glenn Miller<br />Em fragmentos de luz<br />Me abandono em seus braços<br />Num corpo a corpo, apertado<br />Palmo a palmo, colado<br />Ao som de Moonlight Serenade<br /><br />O olhar firme no olhar<br />Faz respirar ofegante<br />Quase que tira o ar<br />O beijo escorrega mordendo<br />As contas de vidro do colar<br />As mãos entrelaçam desejos<br />Acontece a troca de segredos<br />E os pés acima do chão<br />Exploram a órbita lunar </span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div> </div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-6507210965099824476?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-60502786018156292732007-08-20T23:48:00.000+01:002007-08-20T23:56:11.377+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsoanfFTTlI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/POPfxrUNUv0/s1600-h/P1040437.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100918793611464274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsoanfFTTlI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/POPfxrUNUv0/s400/P1040437.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">parto da ida<br />caminho a estrada<br />risco o destino<br />sem culpa, temor ou dor<br /><br />dorme sépia e distante<br />a imagem do antes<br /><br />rumo certeiro ao sinal<br />bem marcado é o desejo<br />novo e exato momento<br />sem curva, atalho ou desvão<br /><br />desperta encarnado e brilhante<br />o ponto final do encontrar<br />do Renascer..........</span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">recomeçar</span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-6050278601815629273?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-65652647986105069532007-08-19T01:40:00.000+01:002007-08-19T01:52:40.027+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RseTPvFTTeI/AAAAAAAAAzY/0E5J2ZFDjIY/s1600-h/Zé+maroto.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100207001566399970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RseTPvFTTeI/AAAAAAAAAzY/0E5J2ZFDjIY/s400/Z%C3%A9+maroto.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><strong>Foto e mão são do meu Zé</strong></span></span><br /><p><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></span> </p><p><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></span> </p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">decifro o teu código </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">descubro a tua senha </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">encontro teu endereço...... </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">pra penetrar no teu segredo </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">radiografar a tua alma </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">fotografar a tua aura </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">decorar o teu contorno </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">memorizar o teu olhar...... </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">até sincronizar os nossos gestos </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">misturar nossas essências </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">emparelhar os nossos passos </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">fundir nossos suores </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">entrelaçar dedos, pernas, braços, </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">cabelos, veias e pelos. </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">massa e forma </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">gosto e aroma </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">tudo junto </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">em uma única pele...... </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </p><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-6565264798610506953?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-44974937607588736892007-08-16T05:03:00.000+01:002007-08-16T05:07:38.841+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsPM9PFTTRI/AAAAAAAAAxs/1drBALqfS2s/s1600-h/P1030659.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099144555506388242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsPM9PFTTRI/AAAAAAAAAxs/1drBALqfS2s/s400/P1030659.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>a lua chega </strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>linda </strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>misteriosa </strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>inalcançável </strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>e </strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>mesmo quando </strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>não é inteira </strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>é </strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>cúmplice</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-4497493760758873689?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-68126896012592360132007-08-16T04:49:00.001+01:002007-08-16T08:03:19.716+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsPJ8PFTTPI/AAAAAAAAAxc/QefapMmreDY/s1600-h/IMG_0363.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099141239791635698" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsPJ8PFTTPI/AAAAAAAAAxc/QefapMmreDY/s400/IMG_0363.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>pele salina </strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>corpo de sol </strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>anzol de farol.</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div><strong> </strong></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>afago de areia </strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>cabelo de ondas </strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>olhar ultramar. </strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>alga alimento </strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>hálito de vento </strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>segredo de concha </strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>pulsar de maré. </strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>peixe felino </strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>mergulho destino </strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>é isca mourisca </strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>engodo do mar.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-6812689601259236013?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-66717674209189505822007-08-15T07:11:00.000+01:002007-08-16T08:03:53.945+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsKZ11gHwwI/AAAAAAAAAw8/EHdZeH5NI3I/s1600-h/viol%C3%83%C2%B5es+004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098806878310744834" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsKZ11gHwwI/AAAAAAAAAw8/EHdZeH5NI3I/s400/viol%C3%B5es+004.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>o som é azul</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>o toque é viril </strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>o desejo é vital febril, </strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>e a saudade........ descomunal!!!!!!!!!!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-6671767420918950582?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-46902635689374803102007-08-15T07:03:00.000+01:002007-08-16T08:04:43.426+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsKYWVgHwvI/AAAAAAAAAw0/_kcKZBXgPTk/s1600-h/81waystarbursts21.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098805237633237746" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsKYWVgHwvI/AAAAAAAAAw0/_kcKZBXgPTk/s400/81waystarbursts21.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>o desejo em sonho flutua </strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>formata a alma em balão. </strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>o corpo menta plumagem </strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>parece querer alcançar </strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>o branco pêncil nuvem </strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>qual vôo pássaro no ar. </strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>e o céu no vestido seda </strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>dança o arrepio do vento </strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>ao som da música chuva </strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>no breve de cada momento<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-4690263568937480310?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-57387784195655732302007-08-15T06:52:00.000+01:002007-08-16T08:05:26.175+01:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsKV2lgHwuI/AAAAAAAAAws/2VFGWtZXj4k/s1600-h/Clave-de-sol.laranja.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098802493149135586" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsKV2lgHwuI/AAAAAAAAAws/2VFGWtZXj4k/s400/Clave-de-sol.laranja.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>quando me ouvia muda</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>a caminhar passos cegos</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>eis que surge um acorde </strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>a reanimar meus sentidos</strong></span></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>a reacender-me a mulher.</strong></span></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>a cantar-me ao ouvido</strong></span></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>decorei o teu sonido<br />e a todo momento o repito</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>em contracanto contínuo </strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>dentro do meu coração.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></strong></span></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></div><div></div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-5738778419565573230?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-82661948662135963462007-08-15T06:38:00.000+01:002007-08-16T08:06:01.986+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsKRw1gHwsI/AAAAAAAAAwc/QpfVEpU_ZDc/s1600-h/P1040327_c.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098797996318376642" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsKRw1gHwsI/AAAAAAAAAwc/QpfVEpU_ZDc/s400/P1040327_c.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>na dor de uma saudade</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>ELA suspira, suspira</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>e a LUA que a escuta</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>noite após noite</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>confidente, a consola<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></strong></span></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-8266194866213596346?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-25168322063452403372007-08-15T06:35:00.001+01:002007-08-15T06:37:55.690+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsKQ41gHwrI/AAAAAAAAAwU/Fw6dig43KMs/s1600-h/P1040470.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098797034245702322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsKQ41gHwrI/AAAAAAAAAwU/Fw6dig43KMs/s400/P1040470.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>a aranha aprisiona</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>o objeto de seu desejo.<br />cada fio da teia</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>é como um braço forte.<br />será toda prisão uma morte?</strong></span><br /><p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span> </p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span> </p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong> </p><br /><br /></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-2516832206345240337?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-76458428212657852212007-08-15T05:44:00.001+01:002007-08-16T08:06:45.468+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsKEv1gHwqI/AAAAAAAAAwM/dtofL9PKhBc/s1600-h/P1000774.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098783685487346338" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsKEv1gHwqI/AAAAAAAAAwM/dtofL9PKhBc/s400/P1000774.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>do dia cinza de ontem<br />surgiu o teu azul mais bonito.<br />amo-te<br />ainda mais<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></strong></span><p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-7645842821265785221?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-27754321719353507382007-08-15T05:41:00.000+01:002007-08-16T08:07:26.058+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsKESFgHwpI/AAAAAAAAAwE/c13tbH8Eeyk/s1600-h/P1010350.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098783174386238098" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsKESFgHwpI/AAAAAAAAAwE/c13tbH8Eeyk/s400/P1010350.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>por vezes, há tanto azul<br />em meus olhos cor de noite<br />que choro um oceano de palavras tristes.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></strong></span><p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-2775432171935350738?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-57260287003628689712007-08-15T05:33:00.000+01:002007-08-15T05:39:08.756+01:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsKCxlgHwoI/AAAAAAAAAv8/d5EbwO2MbEU/s1600-h/P1040725.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098781516528861826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsKCxlgHwoI/AAAAAAAAAv8/d5EbwO2MbEU/s400/P1040725.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>por mais distantes</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>os amores</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>jamais</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>perdem as cores</strong></span><br /><p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span> </p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong> </p><br /><br /></strong></span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsKCn1gHwnI/AAAAAAAAAv0/DwFVrpSl5HA/s1600-h/P1040724.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098781349025137266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsKCn1gHwnI/AAAAAAAAAv0/DwFVrpSl5HA/s400/P1040724.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>quando se juntam</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>as cores</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>pintam flores</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>sem dores de amores</strong></span><br /><p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span> </p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span> </p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong> </p><br /><br /></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-5726028700362868971?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-84393669311643078522007-08-15T05:22:00.000+01:002007-08-16T08:08:14.842+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsKAw1gHwmI/AAAAAAAAAvs/CHY7HR5M1J0/s1600-h/CAUA456E1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098779304620704354" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsKAw1gHwmI/AAAAAAAAAvs/CHY7HR5M1J0/s400/CAUA456E1.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsKAVFgHwjI/AAAAAAAAAvU/GRh99uDEmGY/s1600-h/CAUA456E1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098778827879334450" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsKAVFgHwjI/AAAAAAAAAvU/GRh99uDEmGY/s400/CAUA456E1.jpg" border="0" /></a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098778995383059010" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsKAe1gHwkI/AAAAAAAAAvc/sobCc855KBU/s400/CAUA456E1.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>nem a fruta mais doce<br />sacia a fome a me queimar<br /></strong></span><div><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>e, na espera, pulsa mais acelerado<br /></strong></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsKAIVgHwiI/AAAAAAAAAvM/rxBhZNFrMjs/s1600-h/valentines.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098778608836002338" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsKAIVgHwiI/AAAAAAAAAvM/rxBhZNFrMjs/s400/valentines.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>inquieto</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>ansioso</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>quente</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>e apertado<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></strong></span><br /></div><div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-8439366931164307852?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-80983338173770205042007-08-15T04:50:00.000+01:002007-08-16T08:08:50.311+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsJ-0FgHwhI/AAAAAAAAAvE/eL352QShKKA/s1600-h/P1040011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098777161432023570" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsJ-0FgHwhI/AAAAAAAAAvE/eL352QShKKA/s400/P1040011.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>é esse o gosto da espera.<br />esse mes é o mais longo do ano.... </strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>com certeza!!!!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></strong></span></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-8098333817377020504?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-5440092900157761972007-08-15T04:46:00.000+01:002007-08-15T13:28:44.818+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsJ3XFgHwgI/AAAAAAAAAu8/RplFJt2qiFU/s1600-h/P1050704.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098768966634422786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsJ3XFgHwgI/AAAAAAAAAu8/RplFJt2qiFU/s400/P1050704.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">talvez aqui</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">rodeada por </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">sobretons</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">de verde</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">eu dormisse </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">um sono</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">cor de rosa</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></strong></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-544009290015776197?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3899195547505238882.post-29092161982062172422007-08-15T04:41:00.001+01:002007-08-16T08:09:46.099+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsJ2TVgHwfI/AAAAAAAAAu0/Rz8pAenpAkk/s1600-h/P1050763%5B2%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098767802698285554" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y58zLZ9lWGU/RsJ2TVgHwfI/AAAAAAAAAu0/Rz8pAenpAkk/s400/P1050763%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">O bater das asas </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">leva o vôo </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">em direção ao sul </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">onde braços </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">esperam abraços </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">e a saudade</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">tem seu fim<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></strong><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></p><p><strong></strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3899195547505238882-2909216198206217242?l=leticia-gabian.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Leticia Gabianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14231308004538182498noreply@blogger.com0