<?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-1266305572178024249</id><updated>2011-07-28T13:45:44.839+02:00</updated><title type='text'>EL RUIDO DE MI SILENCIO</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1266305572178024249/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kiss-bis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08012359188227034854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SYCWPHQk1-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/6dSLLU9WIpQ/S220/PIERNASPIRAMIDE.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1266305572178024249.post-6955592645472206201</id><published>2010-03-30T01:58:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T23:22:18.346+02:00</updated><title type='text'>NUNCA DIGAS........ TE QUIERO...... SI DE VERDAD NO LO SIENTES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/S7UMvce-gLI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/24vy0zvKAdI/s1600/llorando.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/S7UMvce-gLI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/24vy0zvKAdI/s320/llorando.gif" width="292" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nunca digas “TE QUIERO” para hacer florecer una sonrisa,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y después hacer derramar una lagrima, diciendo…….&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“OLVIDAME”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nunca juegues con los sentimientos,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Todos tenemos corazón&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y las heridas del corazón, cicatrizan pero…….&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nunca desaparecen totalmente.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nunca digas “TE QUIERO” &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Si de verdad no lo sientes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1266305572178024249-6955592645472206201?l=kiss-bis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/feeds/6955592645472206201/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/2010/03/nunca-digas-te-quiero-si-de-verdad-no.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1266305572178024249/posts/default/6955592645472206201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1266305572178024249/posts/default/6955592645472206201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/2010/03/nunca-digas-te-quiero-si-de-verdad-no.html' title='NUNCA DIGAS........ TE QUIERO...... SI DE VERDAD NO LO SIENTES'/><author><name>kiss-bis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08012359188227034854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SYCWPHQk1-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/6dSLLU9WIpQ/S220/PIERNASPIRAMIDE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/S7UMvce-gLI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/24vy0zvKAdI/s72-c/llorando.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1266305572178024249.post-2716859016843701724</id><published>2010-01-31T16:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T16:34:53.587+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PUEDES IMAGINAR...........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/S2We_QY9hII/AAAAAAAAAD4/OIDWnGk4PRk/s1600-h/IL+TUO+SORRISO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432923335060980866" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/S2We_QY9hII/AAAAAAAAAD4/OIDWnGk4PRk/s320/IL+TUO+SORRISO.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 269px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 347px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;Puedes imaginar…………..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;Como sería un desierto sin arena?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;o una playa sin mar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;o un bosque sin árboles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;o un rio sin agua?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;Como serian los días si no saliera nunca el sol?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;o las noches sin luna y sin estrellas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;o que la nieve dejara de ser blanca y fuera negra?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;o que las flores no tuvieran color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;Por imaginar……... Podría imaginarlo todo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;pero no podría imaginar no volver a ver tu sonrisa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;no vibrar con tus caricias,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;no sentir tus ardientes labios,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;no escuchar tu voz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;no compartir el mismo aire,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;……………..no imagino la vida sin ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1266305572178024249-2716859016843701724?l=kiss-bis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/S2We_QY9hII/AAAAAAAAAD4/OIDWnGk4PRk/s72-c/IL+TUO+SORRISO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1266305572178024249.post-5540312591454526783</id><published>2010-01-21T01:13:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T16:25:10.189+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PIENSO EN TI CADA DIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/S1eak59xVCI/AAAAAAAAADw/PDl95TgmrcM/s1600-h/pensando+sobre+el+piano3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 389px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428977834644296738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/S1eak59xVCI/AAAAAAAAADw/PDl95TgmrcM/s400/pensando+sobre+el+piano3.jpg" width="287" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:cyan;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cada día rodeada del ruido de mi silencio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:cyan;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pienso en ti,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:cyan;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cada vez que acaricio mi teclado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:cyan;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;siento cada rincón de tu cuerpo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:cyan;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cada vez que suena mi melodía&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:cyan;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;siento tu voz que me susurra al oído,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:cyan;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cada vez que miro al mar y la brisa acaricia mi piel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:cyan;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;siento tu olor y tus labios deslizarse por mi cara,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:cyan;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sueño cada día con ese instante,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:cyan;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;con ese abrazo y esa caricia,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:cyan;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;con ese beso lleno de pasión&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:cyan;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que guardo en mi corazón tan solo para ti.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:cyan;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Te buscaré y te encontraré,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:cyan;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;recorreré desiertos áridos,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:cyan;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cruzare el mar, hasta encontrar la luz de mi vida,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:cyan;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;esa luz que es capaz de iluminar mis días,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:cyan;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;de cambiar mi soledad por un mar de pasiones.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1266305572178024249-5540312591454526783?l=kiss-bis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/feeds/5540312591454526783/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/2010/01/cada-dia-rodeada-del-ruido-de-mi.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1266305572178024249/posts/default/5540312591454526783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1266305572178024249/posts/default/5540312591454526783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/2010/01/cada-dia-rodeada-del-ruido-de-mi.html' title='PIENSO EN TI CADA DIA'/><author><name>kiss-bis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08012359188227034854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SYCWPHQk1-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/6dSLLU9WIpQ/S220/PIERNASPIRAMIDE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/S1eak59xVCI/AAAAAAAAADw/PDl95TgmrcM/s72-c/pensando+sobre+el+piano3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1266305572178024249.post-6660442130027217940</id><published>2010-01-21T00:34:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T00:52:54.140+01:00</updated><title type='text'>NO QUIERO AMARTE......PERO NO LO PUEDO EVITAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/S1eU72LexaI/AAAAAAAAADY/FLLfQ1Pcpi4/s1600-h/pensando.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428971631695283618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/S1eU72LexaI/AAAAAAAAADY/FLLfQ1Pcpi4/s320/pensando.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No quiero que mis ojos brillen al recordarte,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no quiero sonreir con tan solo pensar en ti,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no quiero derramar mas lagrimas de soledad,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no quiero ser un juguete para ti.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No quiero amarte..........pero no lo puedo olvidar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1266305572178024249-6660442130027217940?l=kiss-bis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/feeds/6660442130027217940/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/S1eU72LexaI/AAAAAAAAADY/FLLfQ1Pcpi4/s72-c/pensando.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1266305572178024249.post-4006138499458993001</id><published>2010-01-05T01:10:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T01:19:34.943+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Y TU NI LO IMAGINAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/S0KDzgfL4wI/AAAAAAAAADI/5fuMrO8AzVI/s1600-h/amor+es+aquello.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423041822224802562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/S0KDzgfL4wI/AAAAAAAAADI/5fuMrO8AzVI/s320/amor+es+aquello.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bastaron tan solo unos minutos,&lt;br /&gt;y unas cuantas palabras,&lt;br /&gt;para que tu mirada penetrara en mi corazón,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Y tu ni lo imaginas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;te sueño, te pienso, te extraño,&lt;br /&gt;tu alimentas mi deseo y mi ilusión,&lt;br /&gt;tu haces que el sol brille mas cada día,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Y tu ni lo imaginas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cada noche miro tu fotografía,&lt;br /&gt;sonrío y mis ojos brillan,&lt;br /&gt;y una extraña sensación recorre mi cuerpo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Y tu ni lo imaginas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;………. o quizás si lo imaginas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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IMAGINAS'/><author><name>kiss-bis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08012359188227034854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SYCWPHQk1-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/6dSLLU9WIpQ/S220/PIERNASPIRAMIDE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/S0KDzgfL4wI/AAAAAAAAADI/5fuMrO8AzVI/s72-c/amor+es+aquello.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1266305572178024249.post-5053697169187832334</id><published>2010-01-04T23:42:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T23:49:54.631+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya estamos en el nuevo año y quiero desearos a todos…..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FELIZ AÑO NUEVO!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T8-Zgm1dC8c&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T8-Zgm1dC8c&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>kiss-bis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08012359188227034854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SYCWPHQk1-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/6dSLLU9WIpQ/S220/PIERNASPIRAMIDE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1266305572178024249.post-8200631005815609794</id><published>2009-06-21T15:41:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T15:45:15.711+02:00</updated><title type='text'>QUE PIENSO......?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/Sj44xVfChLI/AAAAAAAAADA/1sbYebPegJo/s1600-h/PENSANDOYRECORDANDO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349775827594806450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/Sj44xVfChLI/AAAAAAAAADA/1sbYebPegJo/s320/PENSANDOYRECORDANDO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que pienso….?&lt;br /&gt;a veces pienso que me amas&lt;br /&gt;a veces pienso que te has reído mi&lt;br /&gt;a veces pienso que has jugado con mis sentimientos&lt;br /&gt;pero no importa…….. solo son pensamientos,&lt;br /&gt;el pensar,&lt;br /&gt;el recordar,&lt;br /&gt;el sentir,&lt;br /&gt;pensamientos que hacen aflorar sentimientos,&lt;br /&gt;risas, lagrimas, felicidad y tristeza,&lt;br /&gt;hacen que me sienta viva.&lt;br /&gt;Si no eres capaz de pensar, de recordar, de sentir….&lt;br /&gt;no estás vivo…… estas muerto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1266305572178024249-8200631005815609794?l=kiss-bis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/feeds/8200631005815609794/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/2009/06/que-pienso.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1266305572178024249/posts/default/8200631005815609794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1266305572178024249/posts/default/8200631005815609794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/2009/06/que-pienso.html' title='QUE PIENSO......?'/><author><name>kiss-bis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08012359188227034854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SYCWPHQk1-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/6dSLLU9WIpQ/S220/PIERNASPIRAMIDE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/Sj44xVfChLI/AAAAAAAAADA/1sbYebPegJo/s72-c/PENSANDOYRECORDANDO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1266305572178024249.post-6441324634572409700</id><published>2009-06-21T15:07:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T15:11:47.925+02:00</updated><title type='text'>MIENTRAS TU JUGABAS....YO ME ENAMORABA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/Sj4w2rjPCNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/AA1VWA_EaG0/s1600-h/JUEGO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349767123324307666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/Sj4w2rjPCNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/AA1VWA_EaG0/s320/JUEGO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mientras tu jugabas …………..yo iba en serio&lt;br /&gt;Mientras tu te divertías…………..yo me enamoraba&lt;br /&gt;Crees que has ganado……….pero en realidad has perdido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque nadie te amara como yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora……dime………que fui para ti???&lt;br /&gt;Una amiga, una amante, una distracción???&lt;br /&gt;Alguien con quien pasar tus horas muertas???&lt;br /&gt;Un juego que te entretenía cuando no tenías otra cosa mejor que hacer???&lt;br /&gt;Dime…. si fui un pasatiempo, o de verdad me quisiste aunque solo fuera un poco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora mírame a los ojos y dime si de verdad me quisiste o me quieres todavía.&lt;br /&gt;Dime……. que sientes por mí, si es que en realidad lo sabes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si no lo sabes, sumérgete en tu silencio, pero no me mientas.&lt;br /&gt;El silencio es la mejor respuesta, si se sabe interpretar,&lt;br /&gt;A veces un silencio dice más que mil palabras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1266305572178024249-6441324634572409700?l=kiss-bis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/feeds/6441324634572409700/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/2009/06/mientras-tu-jugabasyo-me-enamoraba.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1266305572178024249/posts/default/6441324634572409700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1266305572178024249/posts/default/6441324634572409700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/2009/06/mientras-tu-jugabasyo-me-enamoraba.html' title='MIENTRAS TU JUGABAS....YO ME ENAMORABA'/><author><name>kiss-bis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08012359188227034854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SYCWPHQk1-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/6dSLLU9WIpQ/S220/PIERNASPIRAMIDE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/Sj4w2rjPCNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/AA1VWA_EaG0/s72-c/JUEGO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1266305572178024249.post-6318338359409509845</id><published>2009-06-06T01:06:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T01:10:28.363+02:00</updated><title type='text'>PALABRAS DE  SILENCIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SimlT3vu2VI/AAAAAAAAACw/s-im5fW422g/s1600-h/pareja11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343984193652054354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SimlT3vu2VI/AAAAAAAAACw/s-im5fW422g/s320/pareja11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;El silencio emitido en la conversación de dos enamorados,&lt;br /&gt;son las palabras más bellas que se pueden decir,&lt;br /&gt;porque no son necesarias las palabras para decir &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;“te quiero”.&lt;br /&gt;Sin embargo el silencio prolongado por una de las dos partes,&lt;br /&gt;es como un puñal que se clava despacio,&lt;br /&gt;es un claro síntoma de que en uno de ellos el amor se está muriendo.&lt;br /&gt;Y no hay nada más triste, ni nada más amargo,&lt;br /&gt;que amar sin ser amado y peor aun es,&lt;br /&gt;amar con la incertidumbre de no saber si te aman o no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1266305572178024249-6318338359409509845?l=kiss-bis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/feeds/6318338359409509845/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/2009/06/palabras-de-silencio.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1266305572178024249/posts/default/6318338359409509845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1266305572178024249/posts/default/6318338359409509845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/2009/06/palabras-de-silencio.html' title='PALABRAS DE  SILENCIO'/><author><name>kiss-bis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08012359188227034854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SYCWPHQk1-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/6dSLLU9WIpQ/S220/PIERNASPIRAMIDE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SimlT3vu2VI/AAAAAAAAACw/s-im5fW422g/s72-c/pareja11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1266305572178024249.post-5527546582074085986</id><published>2009-02-26T01:42:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T01:53:36.987+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PIENSO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SaXnMDwAxjI/AAAAAAAAACA/LRzB1DZLscw/s1600-h/mujer1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306901930277127730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SaXnMDwAxjI/AAAAAAAAACA/LRzB1DZLscw/s320/mujer1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pienso……. Y pienso……&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y cuanto más pienso, mas te deseo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pienso……. Y pienso……&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y cuanto más pienso, mas te siento.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pienso……. Y pienso……&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y cuanto más pienso, me doy cuenta de que te amo&lt;br /&gt;más de lo que pienso.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1266305572178024249-5527546582074085986?l=kiss-bis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/feeds/5527546582074085986/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/2009/02/pienso.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1266305572178024249/posts/default/5527546582074085986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1266305572178024249/posts/default/5527546582074085986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/2009/02/pienso.html' title='PIENSO'/><author><name>kiss-bis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08012359188227034854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SYCWPHQk1-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/6dSLLU9WIpQ/S220/PIERNASPIRAMIDE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SaXnMDwAxjI/AAAAAAAAACA/LRzB1DZLscw/s72-c/mujer1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1266305572178024249.post-8427272404909864582</id><published>2009-02-24T19:24:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T10:20:25.284+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ENTRE SABANAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SaQ7v2ik87I/AAAAAAAAABw/d4Js5uLxpzI/s1600-h/SUE%C3%91OS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306431954229719986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SaQ7v2ik87I/AAAAAAAAABw/d4Js5uLxpzI/s320/SUE%C3%91OS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Un rayo de sol entra por mi ventana&lt;br /&gt;Acaricia mi piel desnuda, ligeramente cubierta por una sabana&lt;br /&gt;Me despierta y escucho una melodía a lo lejos&lt;br /&gt;A la vez que se escuchan las olas del mar chocar contra las rocas&lt;br /&gt;Me quedo en mi cama saboreando este momento&lt;br /&gt;Permanezco en silencio sintiendo la magia&lt;br /&gt;Es como un sueño fantástico pero real.&lt;br /&gt;Deja de sonar esa melodía y ahí estas tu&lt;br /&gt;Te acercas a mí y deslizas tus suaves labios por mi cara&lt;br /&gt;Sigues deslizándolos por todo mi cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;Y tu lengua se encarga de recorrer todos los rincones,&lt;br /&gt;Tus manos dibujan suavemente sobre mi piel un sendero sinfín,&lt;br /&gt;Un sendero por el que caminas despacio sin cesar,&lt;br /&gt;Un sendero por el que caminamos juntos&lt;br /&gt;Hacia un mar de pasiones&lt;br /&gt;Todo mi cuerpo se estremece&lt;br /&gt;Me haces vibrar como solo tú sabes hacerlo&lt;br /&gt;Me susurras al oído lo mucho que me deseas&lt;br /&gt;Lo mucho que me amas&lt;br /&gt;Nos miramos a los ojos fijamente&lt;br /&gt;Y ya……. Sobran las palabras&lt;br /&gt;Nuestros cuerpos se funden&lt;br /&gt;Convirtiéndose en uno solo,&lt;br /&gt;Disfrutando de la magia de la pasión,&lt;br /&gt;De la locura de nuestro amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1266305572178024249-8427272404909864582?l=kiss-bis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/feeds/8427272404909864582/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/2009/02/un-rayo-de-sol-entra-por-mi-ventana.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1266305572178024249/posts/default/8427272404909864582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1266305572178024249/posts/default/8427272404909864582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/2009/02/un-rayo-de-sol-entra-por-mi-ventana.html' title='ENTRE SABANAS'/><author><name>kiss-bis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08012359188227034854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SYCWPHQk1-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/6dSLLU9WIpQ/S220/PIERNASPIRAMIDE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SaQ7v2ik87I/AAAAAAAAABw/d4Js5uLxpzI/s72-c/SUE%C3%91OS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1266305572178024249.post-3381075046241262072</id><published>2009-02-24T02:05:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T10:54:07.451+01:00</updated><title type='text'>TE DIRIA TANTAS COSAS.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SaNImOT4OPI/AAAAAAAAABo/UxlxOPNsfcM/s1600-h/vela2.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306164607486277874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SaNImOT4OPI/AAAAAAAAABo/UxlxOPNsfcM/s320/vela2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Te diría tantas cosas…..&lt;br /&gt;Tantas cosas que no me atrevo a decirte&lt;br /&gt;Quizás si te las digo huirías&lt;br /&gt;O quizás te quedarías&lt;br /&gt;Quédate en silencio a mi lado&lt;br /&gt;Dame la mano y no digas nada&lt;br /&gt;Escucha el silencio&lt;br /&gt;Mírame a los ojos&lt;br /&gt;Y si eres capaz de entender mi mirada&lt;br /&gt;Seré capaz de decirte lo que siento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SaNImOT4OPI/AAAAAAAAABo/UxlxOPNsfcM/s1600-h/vela2.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1266305572178024249-3381075046241262072?l=kiss-bis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/feeds/3381075046241262072/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/2009/02/te-diria-tantas-cosas.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1266305572178024249/posts/default/3381075046241262072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1266305572178024249/posts/default/3381075046241262072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/2009/02/te-diria-tantas-cosas.html' title='TE DIRIA TANTAS COSAS.........'/><author><name>kiss-bis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08012359188227034854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SYCWPHQk1-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/6dSLLU9WIpQ/S220/PIERNASPIRAMIDE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SaNImOT4OPI/AAAAAAAAABo/UxlxOPNsfcM/s72-c/vela2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1266305572178024249.post-3345624582121750898</id><published>2009-02-05T00:25:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T00:33:45.949+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DE QUE COLOR ES EL AMOR?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SYokJqT1Z9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/YzahPpmJmA4/s1600-h/silencio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299087659949713362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SYokJqT1Z9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/YzahPpmJmA4/s320/silencio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;De que color es el silencio?&lt;br /&gt;De que color es un sentimiento?&lt;br /&gt;De que color son las emociones? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Y el amor? de que color es? se puede medir o pesar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es tan difícil saberlo&lt;br /&gt;Porque eso o se siente o no se siente.&lt;br /&gt;Si te digo que te quiero, nunca sabrás hasta que punto.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca lo sabrás hasta que no lo veas en mis ojos,&lt;br /&gt;Hasta que no descubras el idioma universal,&lt;br /&gt;El idioma del amor.&lt;br /&gt;Los ojos, las manos, la piel, son los que mejor saben definir y expresar los sentimientos y las emociones.&lt;br /&gt;Las palabras son solo eso……palabras,&lt;br /&gt;Para expresar un sentimiento sobran las palabras,&lt;br /&gt;Mira mis ojos,&lt;br /&gt;Acaricia mi cuerpo,&lt;br /&gt;Acerca tu cara a la mía,&lt;br /&gt;Escucha la melodía que sale de tu corazón,&lt;br /&gt;Y sin palabras y en silencio, podrás decirme……..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Te quiero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1266305572178024249-3345624582121750898?l=kiss-bis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/feeds/3345624582121750898/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/2009/02/de-que-color-es-el-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1266305572178024249/posts/default/3345624582121750898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1266305572178024249/posts/default/3345624582121750898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/2009/02/de-que-color-es-el-amor.html' title='DE QUE COLOR ES EL AMOR?'/><author><name>kiss-bis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08012359188227034854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SYCWPHQk1-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/6dSLLU9WIpQ/S220/PIERNASPIRAMIDE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SYokJqT1Z9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/YzahPpmJmA4/s72-c/silencio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1266305572178024249.post-2398566626400584756</id><published>2009-02-04T23:58:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T00:02:28.172+01:00</updated><title type='text'>TE ENTREGUE MI CORAZON</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SYodxxqcswI/AAAAAAAAABI/Gk55rSN_ZeA/s1600-h/Imagen1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299080652536984322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SYodxxqcswI/AAAAAAAAABI/Gk55rSN_ZeA/s320/Imagen1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Llegaste de repente&lt;br /&gt;Como los rayos de sol que entran por mi ventana&lt;br /&gt;Llenaste mi vida de luz y color,&lt;br /&gt;Cambiaste los ruidos de mi silencio por suaves melodías,&lt;br /&gt;Abrazaste mi soledad y dibujaste en mi cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;Un sendero sin fin……&lt;br /&gt;Un sendero por el que caminamos juntos hacia un mar de pasiones.&lt;br /&gt;Te  entregue mi corazón y te convertiste en su único dueño,&lt;br /&gt;Cuídalo, no lo lastimes,&lt;br /&gt;Tú tienes el poder de hacer que no deje de latir jamás,&lt;br /&gt;Si lo escuchas oirás que no grita ruidos de silencio,&lt;br /&gt;Sino melodías de pasión.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1266305572178024249-2398566626400584756?l=kiss-bis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/feeds/2398566626400584756/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/2009/02/te-entregue-mi-corazon.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1266305572178024249/posts/default/2398566626400584756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1266305572178024249/posts/default/2398566626400584756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/2009/02/te-entregue-mi-corazon.html' title='TE ENTREGUE MI CORAZON'/><author><name>kiss-bis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08012359188227034854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SYCWPHQk1-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/6dSLLU9WIpQ/S220/PIERNASPIRAMIDE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SYodxxqcswI/AAAAAAAAABI/Gk55rSN_ZeA/s72-c/Imagen1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1266305572178024249.post-3447459322822456841</id><published>2009-01-29T00:53:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T10:57:09.687+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CORAZON CERRADO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SYDwt8FYlMI/AAAAAAAAABA/Mzcn5zyfgII/s1600-h/CORAZONCERRADO.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296497833801192642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SYDwt8FYlMI/AAAAAAAAABA/Mzcn5zyfgII/s320/CORAZONCERRADO.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desde mi corazón herido&lt;br /&gt;Se escuchan ruidos de silencio,&lt;br /&gt;Gritos de soledad,&lt;br /&gt;Lo cerré y tire la llave al mar&lt;br /&gt;Para que no lo pudieran lastimar más,&lt;br /&gt;Acércate….. dame la mano y mírame a los ojos&lt;br /&gt;Y solo si tu mirada es sincera&lt;br /&gt;Podrás encontrar la llave. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1266305572178024249-3447459322822456841?l=kiss-bis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/feeds/3447459322822456841/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/2009/01/corazon-cerrado.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1266305572178024249/posts/default/3447459322822456841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1266305572178024249/posts/default/3447459322822456841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/2009/01/corazon-cerrado.html' title='CORAZON CERRADO'/><author><name>kiss-bis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08012359188227034854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SYCWPHQk1-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/6dSLLU9WIpQ/S220/PIERNASPIRAMIDE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SYDwt8FYlMI/AAAAAAAAABA/Mzcn5zyfgII/s72-c/CORAZONCERRADO.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1266305572178024249.post-3293405721187742511</id><published>2009-01-25T01:45:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T10:57:49.836+01:00</updated><title type='text'>EL VERDADERO SIGNIFICADO DEL SILENCIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SXzVmD4XNvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/px3WwGXwTrs/s1600-h/MUJER3.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295342111734314738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SXzVmD4XNvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/px3WwGXwTrs/s320/MUJER3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SXu2_wKDa8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/8MlgTxmWRds/s1600-h/MUJER3.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Durante años pensé que el silencio era la ausencia de ruidos y sonidos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;hasta que descubrí el verdadero ruido del silencio, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;el verdadero significado del silencio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A veces un silencio dice más que mil palabras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/1266305572178024249-3293405721187742511?l=kiss-bis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/feeds/3293405721187742511/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1266305572178024249/posts/default/3293405721187742511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1266305572178024249/posts/default/3293405721187742511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiss-bis.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='EL VERDADERO SIGNIFICADO DEL SILENCIO'/><author><name>kiss-bis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08012359188227034854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SYCWPHQk1-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/6dSLLU9WIpQ/S220/PIERNASPIRAMIDE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M5PzL4WGw-8/SXzVmD4XNvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/px3WwGXwTrs/s72-c/MUJER3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
