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Y dejaron el pueblo sin agua y sin patos.Mavi Balabanianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03936697939207327388noreply@blogger.comBlogger112125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31332745.post-26606635821825370302014-05-14T22:26:00.001+01:002014-05-14T22:30:08.639+01:00Hacer del tú y el mi algo nuestro<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: white;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Conectar nuestras miradas.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Hacer del <span style="color: #c27ba0;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">tú</span> </span>y del <span style="color: #8e7cc3;">mi </span>a</span></span><span style="color: white;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">lgo <span style="color: #8e7cc3;">nuestro</span>.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Vivir intensamente sin importarnos lo que piense el resto.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Bailar. Gozar. Disfrutar. Reír.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Llorar y secarnos las lágrimas a besos.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Abrazarnos hasta ser uno y quedarnos sin aliento.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">No olvidar lo que fuimos.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Imaginar lo que seremos.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Agradecer el presente y anunciar nuestro amor a los cuatro vientos.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Ojos que se encienden.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Palabras que se sienten.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Sonrisas que curan y caricias que comprenden.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Corazones que aman, que no dudan y saben que se quieren.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Unos labios sedientos. Una copa ya vacía.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Una mirada perdida. Una sonrisa encantada.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Unas manos que acarician. Unos brazos que protegen.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Unas ganas que te mueres. Una pasión que no se aguanta.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Un corazón que palpita.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Un alma desatada.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Una rosa ya marchita.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Una reina destronada.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Un pasado que no vuelve. Un presente que no cambia.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Un futuro que se esfuma. Un abismo hacia la nada.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Un amor de los de antes.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Un amor de los de hoy.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Un amor de los de siempre.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Una que fue. Una que es.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Una que será.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Una que dejó de ser.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Solamente una.</span></span></div>
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<br />Mavi Balabanianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03936697939207327388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31332745.post-42278412549212743062013-08-01T04:22:00.001+00:002013-08-01T04:30:17.485+00:00Tú y Yo<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Podría decirte que siempre te estaré esperando,</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">pero no sé si hay paciencia, tiempo, vida, ni siquiera años.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Quizás cuando te atrevas ya sea demasiado tarde.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Que el miedo no haga que en el futuro yo te falte.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Sabes lo que hay, sabes lo que siento.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">¿A qué estás esperando para dejarme sin aliento? </span></b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">*^*<a href="http://quierounpato.blogspot.com.es/2010/10/tal-y-como-eres.html" target="_blank">Tal y Cómo Eres</a></span></span></b></span><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">*^*</span></span></b></span></span></span></b></span></div>
Mavi Balabanianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03936697939207327388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31332745.post-29955471851680568362012-08-04T00:29:00.004+00:002012-08-04T01:15:03.553+00:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0rRj68GiOVWdqSsb2hqrm07uLBY1HogujvMRutK43BfUYCa4hJoqOJ6OsUxVkb4TraGH1WeeDmj9JQPiaaEsA0kuYap5MTyFWfmFyV-sxe2f7KJiwZFFpUOIplKC5O_XMD28z/s1600/Quierounpato_MaviBalabanian.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 245px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0rRj68GiOVWdqSsb2hqrm07uLBY1HogujvMRutK43BfUYCa4hJoqOJ6OsUxVkb4TraGH1WeeDmj9JQPiaaEsA0kuYap5MTyFWfmFyV-sxe2f7KJiwZFFpUOIplKC5O_XMD28z/s400/Quierounpato_MaviBalabanian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5772619906960215378" border="0" /></a><br /><div style=" Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;font-family:";color:#8e7cc3;" align="center"><span style="font-size:large;"><b>La inseguridad</b></span></div><div style=" Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;font-family:";color:#8e7cc3;" align="center"><span style="font-size:large;"><b>la provoca el desconocimiento.</b></span></div><div style="Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;font-family:";" align="center"><br /></div><div style="Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;font-family:";" align="center"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="color:#cccccc;">pero </span></span></div><div style=" Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;font-family:";color:white;" align="center"><span style="font-size:large;"><b>El No Saber.</b></span></div><div face=""" style="Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="color:#cccccc;">no es lo mismo que </span></span></div><div style=" Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;font-family:";color:white;" align="center"><span style="font-size:large;"><b>El Saber que No.</b></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;" align="center"><br /></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="color:#cccccc;">Entre medio danzan la</span> <b><span style="color:#9fc5e8;">Esperanza</span></b><span style="color:#cccccc;">, la</span> <b><span style="color:#9fc5e8;">Constancia</span></b><span style="color:#cccccc;">, y el </span><b style="color: #9fc5e8;">Esfuerzo</b></span></div><div style=" Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;font-family:";color:#cccccc;" align="center"><span style="font-size:small;">en un baile que se alarga hasta medianoche.</span></div><div style=" Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;font-family:";color:#cccccc;" align="center"><span style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style=" Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-family:";font-size:small;color:#cccccc;" >Y vuelta a empezar.</span></div>Mavi Balabanianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03936697939207327388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31332745.post-45305190331347823042011-10-12T01:28:00.015+00:002012-08-04T00:33:31.598+00:00Queda el sol<div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCbQC8R-BUd1cyhnyy4S2B6PLDfAXykvQ03VnYiP3aLiwa0H9ULTVCR6cNIvAo-CtbSgpGpHrz9QvD-Q21VY1JYzl3CUlfMoY-yta3D7TwMGrpgKEaWmQ21kMp-12JASk4Ln58/s1600/Quierounpato_RocioQuedaElSol.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCbQC8R-BUd1cyhnyy4S2B6PLDfAXykvQ03VnYiP3aLiwa0H9ULTVCR6cNIvAo-CtbSgpGpHrz9QvD-Q21VY1JYzl3CUlfMoY-yta3D7TwMGrpgKEaWmQ21kMp-12JASk4Ln58/s400/Quierounpato_RocioQuedaElSol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5772609157788805570" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />Labios que calman el alma.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />Manos que denotan ternura,</span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">acariciando la herida sangrada.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />Miradas que desvelan</span></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />lo que el corazón siente</span></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />y la mente a veces calla.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />Sellada queda la noche.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />La tristeza se va con la almohada.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />Y las lágrimas de mis ojos se mezclan</span></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />con las primeras gotas de rocío del alba.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;" align="center"><br /></div>Mavi Balabanianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03936697939207327388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31332745.post-43474093578005079362011-03-21T18:18:00.013+00:002011-03-21T19:35:19.091+00:00Día mundial de la poesía 21Marzo<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjewHCaEQuR6_Yh2xRRUj3fkcNpXzPH0V-t4vXB-fem1EW2TGyEGHdlBEy16HGpkzGIVaaLcip6C5ZobU1ukPVnQ1KXRU79Qt9tDwfYTnfgPPnrVq0Ip1DZ8Q7X8GgzTqJ8I-9Z/s1600/Quirounpato_Mirada.bmp"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjewHCaEQuR6_Yh2xRRUj3fkcNpXzPH0V-t4vXB-fem1EW2TGyEGHdlBEy16HGpkzGIVaaLcip6C5ZobU1ukPVnQ1KXRU79Qt9tDwfYTnfgPPnrVq0Ip1DZ8Q7X8GgzTqJ8I-9Z/s320/Quirounpato_Mirada.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586614758977307522" /></a><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><b></b></span><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Poesía es <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(223, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">la vida</span></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"> que desprende <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(223, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;"><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;">tu mirada</span></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"></span></span></span></span></b><br /><br /><b></b><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size:80%;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">(Just the way <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LjhCEhWiKXk">you are</a> - Bruno Mars)</span></span></b></div></div></div>Mavi Balabanianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03936697939207327388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31332745.post-51618704570563643842011-01-05T21:14:00.020+00:002011-01-05T22:08:36.102+00:00.................Rotos corazones.............<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVsIelpL8Al19h5tD6UcAUYRb8erGY3ud4CTLCMPt5EmHHSinYmMH8zXfR_yHBHBWrL8fCwISm-ov6c5zkDHtaQlKyvf12D5wXgBnR3BZ9QzDxJXTumUsA9-ZA7zBh1dyfrrX-/s1600/Quierounpato_RotosCorazones.2.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 24px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVsIelpL8Al19h5tD6UcAUYRb8erGY3ud4CTLCMPt5EmHHSinYmMH8zXfR_yHBHBWrL8fCwISm-ov6c5zkDHtaQlKyvf12D5wXgBnR3BZ9QzDxJXTumUsA9-ZA7zBh1dyfrrX-/s320/Quierounpato_RotosCorazones.2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558827159736929026" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" ><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >No llores más, amor mío.</span></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >No dejes que esas lágrimas</span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >empañen la mirada dulce que sólo tú tienes.</span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >No pierdas la sonrisa,</span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >no olvides quién eres,</span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >no sufras pensando en lo que pudo ser,</span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >amarrándote al pasado, destrozando el corazón.</span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >No te pongas triste...</span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >porque no puedo consolarte.</span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >No te sientas sola...</span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >porque aunque desde lejos,</span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >yo sueño con abrazarte.</span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /><a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gXvV9ctnKbs"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 166px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx3zh-FTuHhmDVt_Xa1Rn8bunfE3jnQzGwR8Hd1iAOvwjifWockyYNH64qbj0M1fF44eW3lYemUfg6eZzQmsfdEH16J_y_jp7L6jhvbkEWtvAQ818ZBFbtQcGmCJgxFz5V314f/s400/Quierounpato_RotosCorazones.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558821085460082434" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >Que nunca se apague esa luz que sólo emana de ti</span><br /><br /></div>Mavi Balabanianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03936697939207327388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31332745.post-78805957103683927822010-10-17T00:16:00.001+00:002010-12-03T06:41:40.825+00:00TAL y CÓMO eres<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiYeixdbrczjHu-WkN4biohhG0apOYonPgkG5vmTc9l9eN9tKDWBk9IoXyIo-v9zEC5ikfPGz_Hmdukvq-t-NxNs2W1JAYKMrbndExBEXYg8_vAimIog6UQv7xqnpr0OExZpcW/s1600/Quierounpato_TalyComoEres.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiYeixdbrczjHu-WkN4biohhG0apOYonPgkG5vmTc9l9eN9tKDWBk9IoXyIo-v9zEC5ikfPGz_Hmdukvq-t-NxNs2W1JAYKMrbndExBEXYg8_vAimIog6UQv7xqnpr0OExZpcW/s400/Quierounpato_TalyComoEres.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528435652167683474" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" id="profile_status" ><span id="status_text">Cada día que pasa es un día menos</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" id="profile_status" ><span id="status_text">que tengo para quererte.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" id="profile_status" ><span id="status_text">Minutos perdidos lamentando tu ausencia,</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" id="profile_status" ><span id="status_text">recordando </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" id="profile_status" ><span id="status_text">cada momento vivido a tu lado</span></span><br /><span id="profile_status" style="font-family:georgia;"><span id="status_text"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">grabado eternamente en mi mente.</span></span></span><br /><br /><span id="profile_status" style="font-family:georgia;"><span id="status_text"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">Como una cercana amiga,</span></span></span><br /><span id="profile_status" style="font-family:georgia;"><span id="status_text"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">como una fiel compañera.</span></span></span><br /><br /><span id="profile_status" style="font-family:georgia;"><span id="status_text"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">Como una amante en sueños,</span></span></span><br /><span id="profile_status" style="font-family:georgia;"><span id="status_text"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">como una musa encantada.</span></span></span><br /><br /><span id="profile_status" style="font-family:georgia;"><span id="status_text"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">Esperando que el tiempo lo aclare,</span></span></span><br /><span id="profile_status" style="font-family:georgia;"><span id="status_text"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">que me de la razón o me arrebate el corazón,</span></span></span><br /><span id="profile_status" style="font-family:georgia;"><span id="status_text"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">dando fin con ello a la tortura que tanto me duele</span></span></span><br /><span id="profile_status" style="font-family:georgia;"><span id="status_text"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">pero que a la vez tanto me agrada.</span></span></span><br /><br /><span id="profile_status" style="font-family:georgia;"><span id="status_text"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">Será que amar,</span></span></span><br /><span id="profile_status" style="font-family:georgia;"><span id="status_text"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">siempre es precioso</span></span></span><br /><span id="profile_status" style="font-family:georgia;"><span id="status_text"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">aunque no sea todo un cuento de hadas.</span></span></span><br /><br /><span id="profile_status" style="font-family:georgia;"><span id="status_text"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">*********</span></span></span><br /><br /><span id="profile_status" style="font-family:georgia;"><span id="status_text"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">Y para qué negarlo...</span></span></span><br /><span id="profile_status" style="font-family:georgia;"><span id="status_text"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">te amaré aún cuando seamos dos viejecitos</span></span></span><br /><span id="profile_status" style="font-family:georgia;"><span id="status_text"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">y tú me digas:</span></span></span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span id="profile_status"><span id="status_text"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">"¿sabes?, yo también te he querido siempre"</span></span></span><br /><span id="profile_status"><span id="status_text"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">"¿y por qué no me lo dijiste antes?"</span></span></span><br /><span id="profile_status"><span id="status_text"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">"no lo sé... por miedo, supongo"</span></span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><span id="profile_status" style="font-family:georgia;"><span id="status_text"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">miedo...siempre ese maldito miedo...</span></span></span><br /><br /><span id="profile_status" style="font-family:georgia;"><span id="status_text"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">Cuántas lágrimas derramadas</span></span></span><br /></div><span id="profile_status" style="font-family:georgia;"><span id="status_text"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">en el mar de dudas</span></span></span><br /><span id="profile_status" style="font-family:georgia;"><span id="status_text"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">que empañan nuestras almas gemelas.</span></span></span>Mavi Balabanianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03936697939207327388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31332745.post-8952684061537934012010-07-29T20:02:00.006+01:002010-07-30T00:04:19.505+01:00Free Love<a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgycnYqnxhz9kgZicug_rF1y9pT-kr-14RhYZcKm-x2DE7I-vxUWMwkeL4YaXMEriUkb7ZsT_oG4KCLkfImqj3RsikPmcscNqJlzc0IuTQDPTH1uajSgNAB7dUX2qLlPgRL7Lpr/s1600/QuieroUnPato_ElBeso.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 282px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgycnYqnxhz9kgZicug_rF1y9pT-kr-14RhYZcKm-x2DE7I-vxUWMwkeL4YaXMEriUkb7ZsT_oG4KCLkfImqj3RsikPmcscNqJlzc0IuTQDPTH1uajSgNAB7dUX2qLlPgRL7Lpr/s400/QuieroUnPato_ElBeso.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499408607019133426" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Amores imposibles de olvidar.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Duros caminos,</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >entrelazadas vidas,</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >sentimientos compartidos,</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >escondidos y encontrados</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >al mismo tiempo</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >en lugares diferentes.</span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Paralelas existencias,</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >la real y la deseada,</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >la vivida y la soñada.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />...<br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Por eso mismo te digo:</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >"Pasión, ¡nunca dejes de soñar!"</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Llegará el momento<br />en el que nuestras almas</span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >se entrelacen de nuevo.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Ya sea en este mundo</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >o en el limbo,</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >allí mismo<br />donde se quedó<br />nuestro amor más profundo,</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >oculto tras las nubes<br />por el qué dirán,</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >el no está bien</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >y el miedo...</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >sobre todo ese maldito miedo</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >a ser,</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >a vivir</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >y a querer libremente.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">**</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Amor, nunca dejes de ser feliz.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Amor, nunca dejes de amar.</span>Mavi Balabanianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03936697939207327388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31332745.post-66610725910176019732010-07-15T08:44:00.001+01:002010-07-15T08:46:54.083+01:00Libido by Libalis<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8GA4J5-RHeBob246PbwIcVGC74_gjqZsn8JM_Hrib9cyizddTUPqUK52uCsLOO5n4oaK1oQufrNeMVI7PsP1PmlSBeSzO-q3CKVifRZMJjRhRSnxtznK83iQus_qU9DJYzHbu/s1600/Libido+By+Libalis.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8GA4J5-RHeBob246PbwIcVGC74_gjqZsn8JM_Hrib9cyizddTUPqUK52uCsLOO5n4oaK1oQufrNeMVI7PsP1PmlSBeSzO-q3CKVifRZMJjRhRSnxtznK83iQus_qU9DJYzHbu/s400/Libido+By+Libalis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494035898405301122" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Libido by Me</span></span><br /></div>Mavi Balabanianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03936697939207327388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31332745.post-18323702974946413072010-07-08T09:02:00.004+01:002010-07-08T09:08:50.478+01:00Impotencia, rabia y ataques de locura<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnkj-1YkVkQjS_EjZnR3BHr8EXChHduldOZnf_BbG9rEC4seaZSUtQpjAvSQBn_NAIhlMWCH36u6bfidpMUICQOJVfyOqQX0vIC2CasMzgdQAA33PU-1kXVzYz7s5MX1DS_gwL/s1600/Quierounpato_Impotencia.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 209px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnkj-1YkVkQjS_EjZnR3BHr8EXChHduldOZnf_BbG9rEC4seaZSUtQpjAvSQBn_NAIhlMWCH36u6bfidpMUICQOJVfyOqQX0vIC2CasMzgdQAA33PU-1kXVzYz7s5MX1DS_gwL/s400/Quierounpato_Impotencia.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491444016742609378" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><em style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;">No hay situaciones desesperadas</em></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" >,</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" >sino personas que se </span><span style="font-size:130%;"><em style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;">desesperan</em></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" >ante </span><span style="font-size:130%;"><em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">determinadas situaciones</span></em><br /><em></em></span></div><em><br /></em><div style="text-align: center;"><em style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:85%;">(Proverbio Tibetano)</span></em><br /><em></em></div>Mavi Balabanianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03936697939207327388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31332745.post-39843316008552406942010-06-08T13:01:00.006+01:002010-06-08T13:48:06.205+01:00TRUE<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOV0Ht5z19qhezYiEdy0f4CI6fhX2Vc5Nxha5lqD7fh1Ppez_WATEQV36BIfWKiWfU6M0fKuW9EvSBv1HELXzxG10280RyH9Kf6aP9CWFYvwEcJMqL4BMkQXxXHpm9JXdQb5D3/s1600/QuieroUnPato_Amor.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 116px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOV0Ht5z19qhezYiEdy0f4CI6fhX2Vc5Nxha5lqD7fh1Ppez_WATEQV36BIfWKiWfU6M0fKuW9EvSBv1HELXzxG10280RyH9Kf6aP9CWFYvwEcJMqL4BMkQXxXHpm9JXdQb5D3/s400/QuieroUnPato_Amor.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480372498175652930" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Seguiré hablando de amor aunque no te guste</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >No dejaré de hacerlo aunque no lo entiendas</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >Liberaré mi alma, desataré mi espíritu<br />y me entregaré toda</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >aunque tú no quieras</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >aunque pienses distinto</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >aunque me dejes sola</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >Seguiré siendo como soy</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >porque estoy hecha para amar,<br />y el amor es sexo, y el sexo es amor</span><span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"> puro</span><br /></div>Mavi Balabanianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03936697939207327388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31332745.post-39762502074145300552010-04-11T12:50:00.006+00:002010-04-11T14:50:34.676+00:00...un Adiós o un Hasta Pronto...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2X7Mq7KwXVfzNosqpmN-Z78oseShkGUZRgrGG0xsqQfnfw4vyU6WlokPi7pbACnFfg0baCYOXMxELik9uKEEnopui-eJqxCwe5hZt0SP4cqTpMmSO2zagpPDrathDofFGaOc8/s1600/QuieroUnPato_NevadoSol.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2X7Mq7KwXVfzNosqpmN-Z78oseShkGUZRgrGG0xsqQfnfw4vyU6WlokPi7pbACnFfg0baCYOXMxELik9uKEEnopui-eJqxCwe5hZt0SP4cqTpMmSO2zagpPDrathDofFGaOc8/s400/QuieroUnPato_NevadoSol.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458891508552783122" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;" >Chau...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" >y el viento se llevó tu recuerdo,</span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" ><br />con la esperanza de que volviera</span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" >en la siguiente bocanada de aire</span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" >...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" >....</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" >...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" >pero al parecer,</span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" >el tiempo tenía otros planes para mi</span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" >fue entonces cuando salió un sol resplandeciente</span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" >que me hizo comprenderlo todo</span>Mavi Balabanianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03936697939207327388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31332745.post-59362674866341756352010-04-02T09:51:00.001+00:002010-04-11T14:52:53.066+00:00Sólo son palabras... palabras, sólo eso<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNKmR76ZfCyS5Q3a9fLcLZnwTNLLHUL0I4rBvk8jtHPm4-jLvpHifOdA8uuiOkYnb1P6bJEMIAwlLrfGhXyyedcPXUKiHWUDCngAfbMlseKkvL6GzOSh6jiSmnwMhXMLs2ZSva/s1600/Quierounpato_Palabras.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNKmR76ZfCyS5Q3a9fLcLZnwTNLLHUL0I4rBvk8jtHPm4-jLvpHifOdA8uuiOkYnb1P6bJEMIAwlLrfGhXyyedcPXUKiHWUDCngAfbMlseKkvL6GzOSh6jiSmnwMhXMLs2ZSva/s400/Quierounpato_Palabras.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458892952981219570" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >No hago más que soñar con vos.</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >Con tus ojos, que nunca me atrajeron.</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >Con tu sonrisa, que me volvía sumamente loca.</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >Con tu cuerpo, que me dejaba varias veces sin aliento<br />cuando me envolvía toda entera<br />y me hacía eternamente tuya.</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >Me cuesta evitar recordarte,</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >porque me olvido que debería olvidarte.</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >Y aunque no siento lo mismo que antes,</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >es evidente que la sensación ha vuelto<br />con la ligera idea de quedarse.</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >Mas espero que no busque un regreso al pasado,</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >puesto que he cambiado y ya todo es diferente.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >Sólo que hay algo que me provoca<br />y consigue que me evada,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >pareciendo pretender que de la nada<br />vuelva a resurgir de entre las llamas</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >lo que se apagó una triste tarde de primavera.</span>Mavi Balabanianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03936697939207327388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31332745.post-66986462585874016652010-03-17T16:41:00.004+00:002010-03-17T16:50:21.948+00:00...L'odore del Tuo Respiro...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIyDyetWQqKaF6Z8Hzq8tmp6EXA9tUetIMh9JBbEBG3OIp_roFxGu2NVtP6CRW1-WbuhREH1ix-f06QmPgw3unXwOPZVY8V1Q-xUPpWrJtmLHaBAtQqOs3xeylDRCv8ntNug7q/s1600-h/Quierounpato_Olor.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 162px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIyDyetWQqKaF6Z8Hzq8tmp6EXA9tUetIMh9JBbEBG3OIp_roFxGu2NVtP6CRW1-WbuhREH1ix-f06QmPgw3unXwOPZVY8V1Q-xUPpWrJtmLHaBAtQqOs3xeylDRCv8ntNug7q/s400/Quierounpato_Olor.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449644817035184050" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Sin pretenderlo,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">sin buscarlo,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">creyendo tenerlo olvidado,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">volvió a mí tu aroma,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">tu esencia,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">el perfume de tu piel desnuda.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Fue como retroceder años atrás,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">como si me rompiera de nuevo entre tus brazos.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Ese olor que nunca pensé recordar</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">hoy regresó para quedarse en mí eternamente.</span><br /></div>Mavi Balabanianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03936697939207327388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31332745.post-26596898452798626302010-03-16T23:30:00.004+00:002010-03-17T16:38:25.629+00:00..........................................................<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmd7jpyjMqcpDdOhgN-6rGsJHkWUSku1f5Qrorh5hUswaKQmwIH0Ho7n4oHjANf_t6RRWW2kAV4BnjZQp1ao1inYWVCT12wobRN5-BYZqVYa_jkTBbKQOKPlPrMLbseINEZWI8/s1600-h/Quierounpato_Silencio.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 249px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmd7jpyjMqcpDdOhgN-6rGsJHkWUSku1f5Qrorh5hUswaKQmwIH0Ho7n4oHjANf_t6RRWW2kAV4BnjZQp1ao1inYWVCT12wobRN5-BYZqVYa_jkTBbKQOKPlPrMLbseINEZWI8/s400/Quierounpato_Silencio.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449642665179966706" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" id="profile_status" ><span id="status_text">Hay silencios que denotan espera,</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" id="profile_status" ><span id="status_text">otros que buscan tranquilidad,</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" id="profile_status" ><span id="status_text">bastantes que impacientan y me ponen nerviosa</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" id="profile_status" ><span id="status_text">y muchos otros que reflejan cobardía.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" id="profile_status" ><span id="status_text">No puedo más que decir</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" id="profile_status" ><span id="status_text">que los que más odio</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" id="profile_status" ><span id="status_text">son estos últimos.</span></span></div>Mavi Balabanianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03936697939207327388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31332745.post-61952517059127170562010-02-25T16:53:00.001+00:002010-02-25T16:56:38.544+00:00...no hay manera...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgncovqyBMa0ZASG2z7x6O_U39enpsVrjSmNJnwMSVVlN9iXniVAvCA72_eroeCPtfK-H2-CT12UYtfXyCGsrjyOjXgQB4SO2IUGV4jbRenQ2UMxt8hdp3_Z-ToU2mGquWLC98Y/s1600-h/wen.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 331px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgncovqyBMa0ZASG2z7x6O_U39enpsVrjSmNJnwMSVVlN9iXniVAvCA72_eroeCPtfK-H2-CT12UYtfXyCGsrjyOjXgQB4SO2IUGV4jbRenQ2UMxt8hdp3_Z-ToU2mGquWLC98Y/s400/wen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442225396000044850" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">...alWaYs...</span></span><br /></div>Mavi Balabanianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03936697939207327388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31332745.post-11765137810202061742010-02-10T16:53:00.006+00:002010-02-10T17:02:25.555+00:00Sweet dreams...<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbkdBLLpJGmAcl-KE4UoxHbXBIjyEVCJsFfE5mm1CCCw3lwXzgd50bDVB5tpY3Oqf-DOX95dpB-duAHy_da69FbciouFIW8ydgIX-HIg7j11qc9CquJgtvhV2-Ddh5Am2OKtWt/s1600-h/Quierounpato_Kiss.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbkdBLLpJGmAcl-KE4UoxHbXBIjyEVCJsFfE5mm1CCCw3lwXzgd50bDVB5tpY3Oqf-DOX95dpB-duAHy_da69FbciouFIW8ydgIX-HIg7j11qc9CquJgtvhV2-Ddh5Am2OKtWt/s400/Quierounpato_Kiss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436659136025123074" border="0" /></a> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"> </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" >...are made of this.</span></div>Mavi Balabanianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03936697939207327388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31332745.post-4617303477589367282010-02-09T19:54:00.018+00:002010-02-09T20:22:59.380+00:00****Mariposa SanJuanera****<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiItxDE8udA8zeEBMamhbl8EwSic5p1CaUW8BGWUCa3ihaqoLkEwgD3I0Cfgwou-_5uiUUqx337_xzuqBisKc-lixVI8mtdUKC9tsGjLvY5JTU7Ahctxt5L85WSFHGrh0CBSk1m/s1600-h/QuieroUnPato_MariposaSanJuan.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 307px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiItxDE8udA8zeEBMamhbl8EwSic5p1CaUW8BGWUCa3ihaqoLkEwgD3I0Cfgwou-_5uiUUqx337_xzuqBisKc-lixVI8mtdUKC9tsGjLvY5JTU7Ahctxt5L85WSFHGrh0CBSk1m/s320/QuieroUnPato_MariposaSanJuan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436340625709761170" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Mariposa de Amor</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh139O14JjtbCbnqAn-FH7DNpNPA4m8xSX5RVYftYCN2g1pL0JA46oVvsF-eZvRjaqOK1vaXkR-skv_ottaEx54EOk09KB6Lv31d9A_BBdlKH6wq8Ua8gjSqEvu6nIxmr8CxfMi/s1600-h/QuieroUnPato_SanJuan.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh139O14JjtbCbnqAn-FH7DNpNPA4m8xSX5RVYftYCN2g1pL0JA46oVvsF-eZvRjaqOK1vaXkR-skv_ottaEx54EOk09KB6Lv31d9A_BBdlKH6wq8Ua8gjSqEvu6nIxmr8CxfMi/s320/QuieroUnPato_SanJuan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436341428819467538" border="0" /></a>Mavi Balabanianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03936697939207327388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31332745.post-68620195556775779262010-01-26T23:07:00.005+00:002010-01-27T06:30:23.716+00:00VendaVal<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmEsYOemZfodidHx0zaL9qHsrrK_PnXc25-hLq_GAody-9x0JieLwLvmtkT6zaNIseDPlxJSi0kjx0OMB1CVMf4VeoULCFhHO-hu1hd9eUlZt-5dtpQByq6lbzDBerbw6UHMcx/s1600-h/Ojos.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 124px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmEsYOemZfodidHx0zaL9qHsrrK_PnXc25-hLq_GAody-9x0JieLwLvmtkT6zaNIseDPlxJSi0kjx0OMB1CVMf4VeoULCFhHO-hu1hd9eUlZt-5dtpQByq6lbzDBerbw6UHMcx/s400/Ojos.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431191806105564466" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Dicen que no mienten.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Pero engañan.</span>Mavi Balabanianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03936697939207327388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31332745.post-48608492458309024022009-12-19T16:21:00.011+00:002009-12-20T23:46:33.145+00:00¿Sientes el sabor afrutado que se queda en el fondo del paladar?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHkpFj8HbBazKIsbWLR3pK4n_vCnJB1gsua3ux4IjBy9UemxP_Q3d2WHoPuYKyZHI9HUKsqaTJ2-k6ebeBC5KJC1k9Z_t8zuc4mk9LqOuMICoxh-WJcSSAe2KoaSvCsf-xdhyK/s1600-h/mariposa.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 354px; height: 372px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHkpFj8HbBazKIsbWLR3pK4n_vCnJB1gsua3ux4IjBy9UemxP_Q3d2WHoPuYKyZHI9HUKsqaTJ2-k6ebeBC5KJC1k9Z_t8zuc4mk9LqOuMICoxh-WJcSSAe2KoaSvCsf-xdhyK/s400/mariposa.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417003878014764514" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Es curiosa la vida.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Cómo llega un momento</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >en el que crees</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >que has llegado al punto<br />de la estabilidad tan perseguida.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Has encontrado el equilibrio perfecto</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >entre lo que te conviene<br />y lo que siempre quisiste tener...<br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >...aunque la verdad es que no has conseguido<br />ni lo uno ni lo otro,</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >pero al menos ni te arriesgas demasiado,</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >ni lo pasas tan mal</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >...</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >a la vez que ya ni te emocionas,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >ni te ilusionas...</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >ni nada<br />de nada.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Vale que el aburrimiento<br />empieza a hacer mella.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Que las novedades no se viven<br />con tanta intensidad.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Y que la costumbre se apodera de tu ser</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >con una fuerza tan grande</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >que hasta provoca<br />que te sientas culpable</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >si respiras un segundo</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >fuera de esa burbuja</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >que te has creado tú mismo.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >...</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Curioso es también</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >el día<br />en el que llega alguien a quien no te esperabas.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Una sonrisa, una mirada, un tonteo prohibido.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Y te ves ante una realidad que también deseas</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >pero que choca con tu monotonía latente actual.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Pero resulta que la tontería sentida</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >ya se ha apoderado de tu cuerpo.<br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Las cosquillitas, los nervios...</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Y, seamos sinceros...</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >no le pones mucho impedimento<br />al sentimiento</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >que ese nuevo ser más puro, más alegre, más bonito</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >te genera.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Ahora bien.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Las mariposas vuelan.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Y tan fácil como llegan,<br />siguen con su camino.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >A no ser que le mandes señales</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >de que quieres que se quede,</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >que comparta contigo esa nueva sensación catada.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >...</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Si es que la vida es tan curiosa como casual,</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >y está en cada uno el saber darse cuenta</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >de que hay oportunidades que si no se cuidan,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >se pierden.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >(Pero...</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >quizás</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >estéis</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >buscando,</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >sintiendo,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >deseando</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >lo mismo)</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Las mariposas no entienden de edad,</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >ni de pasados,</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >ni de ideologías,</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >ni de apasionamientos.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Ellas se dejan llevar por lo que sienten sus alas.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Y sus alas la han llevado hasta ti.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >[¿Sigues pensando todavía</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >que tu vida ya estaba resuelta?]</span>Mavi Balabanianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03936697939207327388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31332745.post-38380497251304884662009-11-28T17:43:00.008+00:002009-11-30T22:58:50.944+00:00Y, entonces... ¿en qué quedamos?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdRkoRWbOhNsOtrn1CijeAuxXmUIBaPGf_SfMxUWtJdVZls8oRUnnUM4V49x5x3GOCI5LLaNXZnoJY-Lb4YMfNriDE-kG84XPcs_h8gukX4TC4rdCXBkBDiO8pZV_CC74_2rTQ/s1600/QuieroUnPato_YEntoncesEnQu%C3%A9Quedamos.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 349px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdRkoRWbOhNsOtrn1CijeAuxXmUIBaPGf_SfMxUWtJdVZls8oRUnnUM4V49x5x3GOCI5LLaNXZnoJY-Lb4YMfNriDE-kG84XPcs_h8gukX4TC4rdCXBkBDiO8pZV_CC74_2rTQ/s400/QuieroUnPato_YEntoncesEnQu%C3%A9Quedamos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410034639675791618" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Sentir el aleteo del ave que ni volar puede.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Confundida por tu culpa,</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >enojada por tus incoherencias,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >y sumida en una apatía absurda</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >por seguir cayendo en esta tonta agonía.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Más si ya ni creer-te debería.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Se engaña antes al más inocente,</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >y se deja esperanzado al menos precavido.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Creyente del amor,</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >abdicada la corona hace tiempo.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Seguiré vagando hasta encontrar ante mí</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >al príncipe claro y conciso que sin rodeos</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >me pida la hora sin dobles intenciones.</span>Mavi Balabanianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03936697939207327388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31332745.post-18032893327050315742009-11-17T19:57:00.008+00:002009-12-20T23:49:22.378+00:00Siento siento...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCdqkIwAyxgR1BLRPC095DuLUL1Nit8nPQxeA18JNPyy8CZYry8zdvCBqnad0Pe9t2LkZmRi66qgN2gCzIlFq8m7BOwiWfB6t89b6uf1AhA8ysd6eh_yvB-gfBWry5lTSNbRKr/s1600/Quierounpato_SientoSiento.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCdqkIwAyxgR1BLRPC095DuLUL1Nit8nPQxeA18JNPyy8CZYry8zdvCBqnad0Pe9t2LkZmRi66qgN2gCzIlFq8m7BOwiWfB6t89b6uf1AhA8ysd6eh_yvB-gfBWry5lTSNbRKr/s400/Quierounpato_SientoSiento.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405200854890217186" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >Alegría</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >Y miedo.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >Rabia,</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >y balbuceo.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >Siento...</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >esperanza.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >Estoy roja.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><br /><br />Vergüenza.<br />Risa tonta.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >Amor, no es</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >sólo deseo.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >Es más de un beso robado...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >es el sueño de tenerte</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >aquí</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" > </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >a mi lado.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >Angustia, lejanía.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >Amarga espera,</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >ilusionada conquista.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >Ojos vendados,</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >corazón que palpita.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >Quién lo diría.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >Cercana existencia,</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >el roce del cariño</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >y tu piel latiendo<br />sobre mi cama vacía.</span>Mavi Balabanianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03936697939207327388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31332745.post-91927712607752381832009-10-25T18:15:00.006+00:002009-10-25T19:11:44.224+00:00Me enamoré de una foto<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrjhU2pAEYgXpmW0KzCfNi28U3Lv7EwTSXEa8YxAYrt4gxtv_hiLV7Qg0Nj-_IN4CrHVSyhOyoF33-xzt2UiiFAjbNYfcyGc7p5lNY4C7Bbj1K7MVSoZxPqfRnTTNqojhwrHIA/s1600-h/QuieroUnPato_MeEnamor%C3%A9DeUnaFoto.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 107px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrjhU2pAEYgXpmW0KzCfNi28U3Lv7EwTSXEa8YxAYrt4gxtv_hiLV7Qg0Nj-_IN4CrHVSyhOyoF33-xzt2UiiFAjbNYfcyGc7p5lNY4C7Bbj1K7MVSoZxPqfRnTTNqojhwrHIA/s400/QuieroUnPato_MeEnamor%C3%A9DeUnaFoto.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396617369584333426" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Me enamoré de una imagen,</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >me enamoré de tus ojos,</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >de tu sonrisa prohibida</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >con tu pelo revuelto,</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >y de esa mirada perdida</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >que se refleja en mi aliento.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Me enamoré de tu cara,</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >de tus mejillas alegres,</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >de tu pose a la cámara,</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >de tu gesto sugerente.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Con sólo mirarla,<br />siento lo que piensas,<br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >lo que imaginas,<br />lo que te callas.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Tan lejos y tan cerca,</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >tan inmóvil y con tanta vida.</span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" ><br /><br /><br />***<br />Me enamoré de tu foto.</span><br /></div>Mavi Balabanianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03936697939207327388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31332745.post-606535957560776402009-10-03T03:25:00.006+00:002009-10-03T04:04:12.342+00:00TuLus<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDm96mZ0y3NKkwcsRmICrIh3WawWTSmFHzxagJxYHY8FKriY91lnrxLeNUqnDbinYBJJni8YuMIHxbBdNqvXd9F2OMqqDioR2S5zatqqjt-BpC4DpKsIdzDoykZxduuhdGMSJg/s1600-h/Quierounpato_TuLus.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDm96mZ0y3NKkwcsRmICrIh3WawWTSmFHzxagJxYHY8FKriY91lnrxLeNUqnDbinYBJJni8YuMIHxbBdNqvXd9F2OMqqDioR2S5zatqqjt-BpC4DpKsIdzDoykZxduuhdGMSJg/s400/Quierounpato_TuLus.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388219569707932226" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Soy la luz que emana de ti.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" >No me apagues,</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" >allí estaré</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" >si tú quieres.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Te guiaré,</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" >si tú me dejas.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Iluminaré tu camino,</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" >si tanto lo deseas.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Pero no me ignores,</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" >no huyas ni te escondas de mi.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Me verás cuando me sientas.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" >No te preocupes,</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" ><br />yo Siempre estaré ahí.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Pase lo que pase,</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" >aunque la oscuridad se vuelva eterna.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Yo nunca dejaré de existir.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" >***</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"> </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >I'm the light living for you</span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" >so you can't hide</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Hello.-</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Evanescence</span></div>Mavi Balabanianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03936697939207327388noreply@blogger.com