<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659646878539741553</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:38:20.560+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ilhéu</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miguel-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659646878539741553/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miguel-faces.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Miguel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15548317222428126013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659646878539741553.post-6321712753517248249</id><published>2007-08-05T18:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T18:37:41.741+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Passei, Entrei...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jtusph2_gmo/RrYKwV5jVlI/AAAAAAAAABk/LQVJzbpeUts/s1600-h/222302_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095271854044829266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jtusph2_gmo/RrYKwV5jVlI/AAAAAAAAABk/LQVJzbpeUts/s320/222302_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...Sinto energia, felicidade, medo, receio, coragem, vontade, paixão...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Só não me quero perder!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4659646878539741553-6321712753517248249?l=miguel-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miguel-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/6321712753517248249/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4659646878539741553&amp;postID=6321712753517248249' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659646878539741553/posts/default/6321712753517248249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659646878539741553/posts/default/6321712753517248249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miguel-faces.blogspot.com/2007/08/passei-entrei.html' title='Passei, Entrei...'/><author><name>Miguel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15548317222428126013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jtusph2_gmo/RrYKwV5jVlI/AAAAAAAAABk/LQVJzbpeUts/s72-c/222302_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659646878539741553.post-5448157347907396286</id><published>2007-07-04T18:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T18:10:58.788+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Desabafo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jtusph2_gmo/RovUfXb1iSI/AAAAAAAAABc/yogaaYmJDug/s1600-h/23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083390239749540130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jtusph2_gmo/RovUfXb1iSI/AAAAAAAAABc/yogaaYmJDug/s320/23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Procura-se no impossível&lt;br /&gt;Aquilo que se quer&lt;br /&gt;Num nevoeiro de pó!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os teus olhos brilham&lt;br /&gt;Numa aparição neste nevoeiro&lt;br /&gt;Ao olharem para mim.&lt;br /&gt;De uma fusão de cor&lt;br /&gt;Me mistas nos teus sonhos&lt;br /&gt;Me agarras na tua pele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suas ao me tocares,&lt;br /&gt;Suo ao sentir a tua respiração…&lt;br /&gt;Sufoco de prazer com o teu beijo…&lt;br /&gt;Sinto mil e uma coisas ao teu toque…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já não procuro nada,&lt;br /&gt;Seja para o que for quero seguir em frente ao conhecer-te!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4659646878539741553-5448157347907396286?l=miguel-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miguel-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/5448157347907396286/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4659646878539741553&amp;postID=5448157347907396286' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659646878539741553/posts/default/5448157347907396286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659646878539741553/posts/default/5448157347907396286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miguel-faces.blogspot.com/2007/07/desabafo.html' title='Desabafo'/><author><name>Miguel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15548317222428126013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jtusph2_gmo/RovUfXb1iSI/AAAAAAAAABc/yogaaYmJDug/s72-c/23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659646878539741553.post-5910264100842650657</id><published>2007-06-25T15:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T16:26:44.884+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Um mundo de livre actos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para quê complicar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Há que simplificar a vida com um espirito positivo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tudo o que semeamos e colhemos é da nossa unica responsibilidade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Façam o favor de semear felicidade ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4659646878539741553-5910264100842650657?l=miguel-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miguel-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/5910264100842650657/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4659646878539741553&amp;postID=5910264100842650657' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659646878539741553/posts/default/5910264100842650657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659646878539741553/posts/default/5910264100842650657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miguel-faces.blogspot.com/2007/06/um-mundo-de-livre-actos.html' title='Um mundo de livre actos!'/><author><name>Miguel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15548317222428126013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659646878539741553.post-4311728895915220724</id><published>2007-06-22T20:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T16:27:15.657+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Jogo de Escrita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jtusph2_gmo/Rnwir6bOYCI/AAAAAAAAABU/2aQ_9AltiwE/s1600-h/eupima.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078972617580240930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jtusph2_gmo/Rnwir6bOYCI/AAAAAAAAABU/2aQ_9AltiwE/s320/eupima.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Passou-se de um mero jogo, para passar a algo que nos diz muito!&lt;br /&gt;No “Café e Chás” a beber cada um de nós um café jogamos a um jogo. Numa folha cada um escrevia um ou mais versos, depois tapava-se o que se tinha escrito dando apenas uma palavra ou um seguimento de um frase para que o outro continuasse o poema. A nossa ligação de sentimentos e como primos os poemas resultaram de um significado que nos diz muito ao que nos vai passando pelo presente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S: Para destinguir quem escreveu o quê a &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cor Branca sou eu&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Cor de Rosa a minha Prima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1º Poema&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Um toque que desperta.&lt;br /&gt;Um toque que aquece.&lt;br /&gt;Um toque que não sente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porém me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;encontro nesta escuridão…&lt;br /&gt;Neste mar sem ondas,&lt;br /&gt;Neste céu&lt;br /&gt;Sem nuvens…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sem estrelas… sem Lua…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De um segundo se passa &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;da luz à escuridão&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respirar daquele olhar curioso,&lt;br /&gt;Daquele que observa&lt;br /&gt;O teu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;corpo…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;faz-me perder no pensamento infinito,&lt;br /&gt;Traz a duvida, a esperança e também os medos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;que nos separa&lt;br /&gt;Que nos afasta…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Amo-te&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;porque sei que és único,&lt;br /&gt;Que és especial…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Que és parte de mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;De um nó que nos une&lt;br /&gt;Que nos agarra dum fio que se&lt;br /&gt;Parte, que se queima quando nos separamos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2º Poema&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Onde quer que seja&lt;br /&gt;Sigo de um passo lento&lt;br /&gt;Ao ponto mais longínquo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D’um poente&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ao Ocidente é a distância que nos separa,&lt;br /&gt;Distância essa que almeja encurtar,&lt;br /&gt;Para que haja na nossa união&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;apenas um mundo&lt;br /&gt;De dois corpos unidos pelo suor ofegante&lt;br /&gt;Do desgaste de energias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sei qual o meu desejo, e tu&lt;br /&gt;Sabes qual o teu?&lt;br /&gt;Neste universo sem fim&lt;br /&gt;Quero encontrar um princípio&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;de um valor&lt;br /&gt;Que nos une numa História&lt;br /&gt;Inacabada…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3ºPoema&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Olho para traz e vejo dor…&lt;br /&gt;Dor que me suga toda a vida…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olho para a frente…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sigo-te com os olhos fechados&lt;br /&gt;Cheirando o teu sabor.&lt;br /&gt;Numa distância que encurta&lt;br /&gt;Ao tempo de um brisa&lt;br /&gt;Que nos cobre os corpos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passa o tempo,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;o sentimento&lt;br /&gt;Aumenta…&lt;br /&gt;Aumenta também o desejo de te ter ao meu lado…&lt;br /&gt;Numa possessão carnal e sentimental…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dois corpos, uma pessoa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Duas almas, um espírito!&lt;br /&gt;Me encontro só, afastado da&lt;br /&gt;Tua aura quando não te toco&lt;br /&gt;Quando não te beijo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;, não me deixes desistir.&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4º Poema&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Desejo-te na dúvida do meu ser!&lt;br /&gt;Desejo-te na procura de uma união.&lt;br /&gt;Canso-me da angústia inundada em mim&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Incógnita! Sinto-me perdida(o)&lt;br /&gt;Sem destino, sem força…&lt;br /&gt;Sem ti!&lt;br /&gt;Consegues&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;em mim o despertar&lt;br /&gt;O acordar de um sentimento duvidoso…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escrevo em desabafo, em defesa desse mesmo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero, sonho, desespero&lt;br /&gt;Apenas só para te ouvir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;o que sentes, o que pensas…&lt;br /&gt;Sei apenas o que fazes…&lt;br /&gt;A tua mente é me desconhecida, um enigma…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O nosso fim…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;O nosso início!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contradigo-me a mim mesmo&lt;br /&gt;Neste jogo de palavras&lt;br /&gt;Neste jogo de sentimentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5º Poema&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Tu libertas-me, prendes-me…&lt;br /&gt;Aproximas-me, afastas-me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que sinto…&lt;br /&gt;O que sentes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;O que digo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repito-me em palavras,&lt;br /&gt;Repito-me em desabafos,&lt;br /&gt;Repito-me em lágrimas,&lt;br /&gt;Repito-me na dúvida…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que quer que seja&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;eu estarei aqui&lt;br /&gt;Tu estarás aqui…&lt;br /&gt;Estaremos os dois à espera de nós…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu sentes, eu sinto, nós sentimos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Contradições de escrita…&lt;br /&gt;Contradições inconscientes,&lt;br /&gt;Nos une ao passar o tempo&lt;br /&gt;A passarmos juntos no olhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abre-se&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;a Felicidade, fecha-se o sofrimento&lt;br /&gt;SOMOS NÓS, SOMOS UM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4659646878539741553-4311728895915220724?l=miguel-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miguel-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/4311728895915220724/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4659646878539741553&amp;postID=4311728895915220724' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659646878539741553/posts/default/4311728895915220724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659646878539741553/posts/default/4311728895915220724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miguel-faces.blogspot.com/2007/06/jogo-de-escrita.html' title='Jogo de Escrita'/><author><name>Miguel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15548317222428126013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jtusph2_gmo/Rnwir6bOYCI/AAAAAAAAABU/2aQ_9AltiwE/s72-c/eupima.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659646878539741553.post-5072069024973143030</id><published>2007-06-21T12:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T12:40:35.640+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jtusph2_gmo/RnpjmqbOYBI/AAAAAAAAABM/wKqd66ffUhI/s1600-h/25448135_76d8b415c5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078481045688311826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jtusph2_gmo/RnpjmqbOYBI/AAAAAAAAABM/wKqd66ffUhI/s320/25448135_76d8b415c5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the sun met the moon,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was for the very first time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Said the moon to the sun,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;where have you been all my life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though we come from too different&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;worlds and we see things so differently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moon you light up my sky, sun breathe life into me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All my life. All my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cool morning, sun and the moon in the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dancing together. Are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cool evening, beauty makes me wanna cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the sun met the moon,it was for the very last time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Said the moon to the sun, please don't cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though we come from too different&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;worlds and we see things so differently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sun you light up my sky. Moon breathe life into me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's fly. Let's fly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Música de Des'ree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4659646878539741553-5072069024973143030?l=miguel-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miguel-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/5072069024973143030/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4659646878539741553&amp;postID=5072069024973143030' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659646878539741553/posts/default/5072069024973143030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659646878539741553/posts/default/5072069024973143030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miguel-faces.blogspot.com/2007/06/cool-morning.html' title='Cool Morning'/><author><name>Miguel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15548317222428126013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jtusph2_gmo/RnpjmqbOYBI/AAAAAAAAABM/wKqd66ffUhI/s72-c/25448135_76d8b415c5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659646878539741553.post-9106592778833432238</id><published>2007-06-18T12:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T21:10:37.888+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tree of Life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jtusph2_gmo/RnZuwqbOX_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/9TTzMeGlfbA/s1600-h/Picture+150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077367412208066546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jtusph2_gmo/RnZuwqbOX_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/9TTzMeGlfbA/s320/Picture+150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4659646878539741553-9106592778833432238?l=miguel-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miguel-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/9106592778833432238/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4659646878539741553&amp;postID=9106592778833432238' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659646878539741553/posts/default/9106592778833432238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659646878539741553/posts/default/9106592778833432238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miguel-faces.blogspot.com/2007/06/tree-of-life.html' title='Tree of Life!'/><author><name>Miguel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15548317222428126013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jtusph2_gmo/RnZuwqbOX_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/9TTzMeGlfbA/s72-c/Picture+150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659646878539741553.post-4317602418311258623</id><published>2007-06-18T12:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T16:08:58.646+01:00</updated><title type='text'>True love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jtusph2_gmo/RnZtDabOX9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/7ZhBiROwtqk/s1600-h/Picture+196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077365535307358162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jtusph2_gmo/RnZtDabOX9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/7ZhBiROwtqk/s320/Picture+196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;De certo que fomos algo numa vida passada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um amor que nao acaba, um amor verdadeiro! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em memória à Pipoca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4659646878539741553-4317602418311258623?l=miguel-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miguel-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/4317602418311258623/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4659646878539741553&amp;postID=4317602418311258623' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659646878539741553/posts/default/4317602418311258623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659646878539741553/posts/default/4317602418311258623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miguel-faces.blogspot.com/2007/06/true-love.html' title='True love'/><author><name>Miguel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15548317222428126013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Jtusph2_gmo/RnZtDabOX9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/7ZhBiROwtqk/s72-c/Picture+196.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659646878539741553.post-2177339193009826966</id><published>2007-06-13T21:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T06:27:33.885+01:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Ternura de um gesto&lt;br /&gt;Que é meu e que é teu.&lt;br /&gt;Das lágrimas derramadas&lt;br /&gt;Caídas em ti sagrando a tua alma&lt;br /&gt;Te torna mais em mim&lt;br /&gt;Aquilo que poderemos ser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guarda em ti essa mão para que não sangre.&lt;br /&gt;Essa que desperta ao toque da minha pele.&lt;br /&gt;Sufoca em ti a angustia do tempo&lt;br /&gt;Dos dias sacrificados ao relento do lamento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caminhemos de mãos dadas&lt;br /&gt;Passo a passo deixando&lt;br /&gt;O Fado nos levar ao Destino.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4659646878539741553-2177339193009826966?l=miguel-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miguel-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/2177339193009826966/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4659646878539741553&amp;postID=2177339193009826966' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659646878539741553/posts/default/2177339193009826966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659646878539741553/posts/default/2177339193009826966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miguel-faces.blogspot.com/2007/06/combate.html' title='...'/><author><name>Miguel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15548317222428126013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659646878539741553.post-7061703183079425940</id><published>2007-06-12T19:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T16:14:02.305+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Passagem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jtusph2_gmo/Rm8E7abOX7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/ePTeTfEZ8fs/s1600-h/sem+tÃ&amp;shy;tulo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075280723822141362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jtusph2_gmo/Rm8E7abOX7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/ePTeTfEZ8fs/s320/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Violenta passagem daqueles que sentem.&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;Passo duma lágrima a um corte por dentro amolecendo as veias que sugam a minha vida&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;Larga e vasta ferida que escrevo entre linhas neste rasgão que é o corpo…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem sentido por aqueles que relêem os espaços vazios,&lt;br /&gt;Dos que não são serão por vezes no tempo futuro ou passado,&lt;br /&gt;Deixo aqui a mágoa que me acompanha ao dançar estas palavras&lt;br /&gt;Não a d’as escrever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desliga&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;Liga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tremo o corpo em vão daquele que vê, daquele que se apaixona.&lt;br /&gt;Transmito o que sinto num leque atirado ofuscado pela luz divina&lt;br /&gt;Vinda de um aparelho futuramente ligado por aquele que te dá vida&lt;br /&gt;Ao aparecer diante olhos curiosos…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…Aplausos…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Silêncio – paz interior)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4659646878539741553-7061703183079425940?l=miguel-faces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miguel-faces.blogspot.com/feeds/7061703183079425940/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4659646878539741553&amp;postID=7061703183079425940' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659646878539741553/posts/default/7061703183079425940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659646878539741553/posts/default/7061703183079425940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miguel-faces.blogspot.com/2007/06/passagem.html' title='Passagem'/><author><name>Miguel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15548317222428126013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Jtusph2_gmo/Rm8E7abOX7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/ePTeTfEZ8fs/s72-c/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
